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[So, she's the one who sacrificed her own legs to save her boyfriend during the earthquake! [She's so beautiful. Loyal and gorgeous... She's the kind of woman men should marry!] [Why's her husband acting so weird? It's like he doesn't even want to get close to her.] Claire gently ran her hand over my arm. Although I pretended to stay calm, every touch made my stomach churn, especially when I saw those hands resting on the blanket. I quickly looked away. Just a few days ago, those same hands had jabbed silver needles into my body.

“And if I told you I don’t want saving?” “Then I’ll still try.” She moved closer, unafraid now. The floor burned beneath her bare feet, but she didn’t care. She pressed a hand to his chest, feeling the violent rhythm of his heart under her palm. “Because love isn’t about saving someone who’s perfect—it’s about not giving up on them when they’re falling apart.” Kael’s breath hitched. For a moment, the darkness recoiled, the god’s whispers fading. He leaned forward, their foreheads touching, eyes locked in desperate silence.

All the strength suddenly drained from my body. I stood frozen in place. Just like that, I watched the man I loved kiss another woman like he couldn't get enough of her. I had seen plenty of photos. I thought I was ready. However, it wasn't until I saw it firsthand that I understood the pain extended beyond just my heart. It spread everywhere. My hands and feet went cold instantly. Every part of me ached, as if I had been pierced with holes. I didn't interrupt them; I merely turned around and returned to the hall. I had no idea how much time had passed until Evelyn sent me another message.

"I've heard it really shapes your body. Apparently, that exercise gives you curves in the right places and slims your waist." He looked me over again. Unfortunately, there wasn't any affection in his eyes, just cold calculation. "You've actually got pretty good features. I won't be embarrassed to have you on my arm if you have the body to match. So, you'd better take this seriously." Talia was smiling too, but there was something ugly writhing underneath it. I silently scrutinized the looks on their faces. Whatever love I had once felt for them disappeared completely, swiftly replaced by disgust and hatred.

It was silent now, aside from my footsteps, but I still could imagine just how magical it felt when the piano at the center of the room was being played. I kept searching the library; none of the titles stood out to me so I gave up and grabbed the book that was sitting in a cozy-looking chair. I plopped myself down and flipped through the first few pages. My eyebrows furrowed as I closed the book and reread the title. "The Origin of Shifters?" I murmured. This book should be thousands of pages long with obnoxiously dense material, but the one in my hands was maybe a hundred pages and full of hand-drawn pictures.

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She is only sixteen but had gone through so much trouble that she now thinks she has suffered more than Cinderella whom she had read about in books. She loved reading stories about girls who had suffered unjustly but had happy endings at last instead of reading stories of vampires, witches and werewolves which was the most preferred among the people in her city because she does not believe in its existence as most of the people do, she found such stories scary and preferred happy ending books like Cinderella's.

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“Maybe that’s why I need you. You don’t let the chaos win.” She rolled her eyes, trying to deflect all the sweet praise from what he said. “You need me because I’m good at my job. Don’t make it personal.” “It already is,” Roman answered, his voice lower. The air moved between them, the lines she had boldy tried establishing blurring in ways she wasn’t ready to accept. "I am going to rest my head" Ava said closing her eyes immediately as she tried to ruin the weird tension. By morning, Ava’s phone buzzed with hundreds of messages. The article had gone viral, and the damage was spreading. Clara called first, her voice rigid.