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echoed in my head again and again, tearing at what little pride I had left. But what could I do? He was Lucas Rodriguez—untouchable, arrogant, and dangerous. Tessa rushed in and wrapped her arms around me, guiding me back to my room. I was still crying when my phone began to ring. I sniffed, forcing my voice to steady, and answered the call. But the moment I heard what was said, my heart stopped.

He held it up to the light, the delicate pen pressed between his fingers - light yet exquisite. "I like it", he turned, staring at the bouquet of blue roses, his gaze complicated. Dylan scratched his head, an awkward laugh escaping his lips. "That... the flower shop i contacted had ran out of chamomiles and only had those". Matthew inhaled, nodding slowly with a low hum. "Thanks" "It was nothing actually, just something that i had to do...out of courtesy", Dylan smiled, waving his hands lightly. They stared at each other silently for a while, neither having a word to say. After a moment, Dylan cleared his throat, his hands running through his thick, strands of hair.

“If you’re reading this, it means you’ve found the truth. Esteban can be trusted. He’s your only ally. Protect him. The future depends on it.” Her father’s handwriting. Before she could react, the wall behind Esteban exploded inward, sending them both crashing to the floor. Smoke poured in, and shadows loomed in the haze. Gunfire. Esteban shoved her behind the overturned desk. "Run!" "Not without you!" "They’ll kill you!" She kissed him, fast and fierce, then slipped the folder into her apron and sprinted for the bookcase. Shots whizzed past her, one grazing her arm. She cried out but didn’t stop.

Sighing, I walk back towards the path I came, heading towards the bookstore that I usually go to incase I have any books I want to purchase. ''Good morning, Rose.'' Jack, the owner here, greets me. He's almost in his seventies but he's a very hardworking man. Besides, whenever I tell him to go home and get some rest or slack off, he would say that he doesn't have anything else to do; this bookstore is where he wants to spend his time. I smile at him, heading towards his direction, ''Good morning, Jack. How are you?'' He lets out a breathy laugh, ''I'm good, how are you? It's been awhile since I last saw you and your boyfriend. Are you two doing well?'' The sky blue eyes he have never fail to

Frowning, he went to pull the door shut and it hit something, a thud sounding towards the bottom of the door. Chris lowered his gaze to the floor, and blinked in surprise, stuck between the door and the wall, was a little red rose in a tiny but elegant glass shaped like a crescent moon, the inside hardened with…resin? He picked it up, and saw the tiny thorns surrounding the rose inside. Blinking, he curled his fingers around the item and jogged lightly down the stairs, two at a time. __________________

~ Rose POV ~ When I opened my eyes that evening, something felt wrong. Not frightening, not supernatural… just different. For the first time in what felt like forever, my mind was quiet, I didn’t feel like I was sharing it with other faces. No Blaire’s sharp voice. No pressure behind my eyes. Just silence. Just me...Rose David! I didn’t know whether to feel relieved or terrified. I pushed myself off the bed, half-expecting a voice to snap inside my skull.

"Ryder, how is your artwork going? Did that last sculpture get sold?" "Oh, yeah man! The commission was g-" "So, what is it that you're studying exactly?" Madison cut Ryder off as if he were invisible and mute. She leaned forward on the table, her gaze intently focused on Rosie. Rosie looked back up to meet Madison's eyes. She had to keep her hands tightly folded in her lap to stop them from trembling. She was starting to feel sick with the urge to cry. She wasn't enjoying Madison's interrogation at all. "Art entertainment and media management."

Rose looked so excited, I had to chuckle. “You know you’re obsessed,” I told her. “Obsessed with what?” Nate asked. “Rose here reads and writes werewolf porn,” Kimi answered. I snorted at her description of Rose’s reading preferences. “It is not porn,” she tried to defend herself. “Yes, some of them have very steamy sex scenes, but the storyline is more about finding love, and fighting rogues.” “I have no clue what you’re talking about,” Nate said with a shake of his head.

"Obviously you are also a comic lover like me, I can understand about your curiosity" "That's why i bring it but yeah be care full i am alerting you again. I don't want any paper of this book to be folded or be teared. This is my favourite too i can't torelate if anything happens to it" Rose smile looking at his possessiveness as she also a comic lover she understand Before Rose say something else she looks at her surrounding and saw that Zach was talking with his friends and coming towards the class. She remembered what he said. 'If you talk with him again it will be no goo'