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I rubbed my swollen eyes and replied hoarsely, "How did you know?" Hannah sighed helplessly. "Are you seriously someone who lost a fight and secretly cried after the fact?" I couldn't stop myself from laughing, but Hannah suddenly became serious. "If someone bullies you again, fight back. Grab one of them and don't let go. They started it anyway. "If things get really bad, like really bad, just tell them my name. I'll take a bus there during the weekend and stand up for you." A warm feeling spread through my chest. Even the pain from my injuries seemed to fade a little.

“That’s a good plan, Mia. It won’t be easy, but if you play this right, you won’t just save Emma. You’ll save yourself, too.” Determination settled in my chest. I had two days. To save Emma. To change my fate. And to finally make things right. The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm golden glow over the neighbourhood. I stood in front of the mirror in the small bathroom of the house Apollo and I were using. My reflection was unfamiliar—Sandy, the name I had given myself, was supposed to be a fresh start. But how could I be someone new when the weight of my past clung to me so tightly?

“You still had a chance. I told you—no, I begged you—to tell the truth. And what did you do instead?” “That’s because…” Her voice cracked. “Ember would’ve thrown me under the bus if I spoke up. She would’ve pinned everything on me.” Her hands trembled as she wiped her eyes. “I would’ve been killed.” I nodded slowly. “Yeah… you’re right, actually,” I said, letting out a hollow chuckle. “You just wanted to survive. So do I. So does everyone else in this hellhole. And that’s exactly why you need to stay away from me.”

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A wild wind stirred up the waves, and they lunged at the ship once more. I, Leah Dursley, clutched my stomach and clung firmly to my seat, too afraid to move. The storm crashed its way inside through the shattered windows. The familiar scene of chaos in front of me made me shudder involuntarily. I had been reborn, and not only that, I had been reborn at this critical moment. The security officer of Michael Yates stumbled toward me, holding the last life jacket. "Wear this, Mrs. Yates! Hurry!"

When I said that, Jeffrey looked surprised for just a second, but then he composed himself and gave me a book. "This is the medical book you wanted. While you were sick, I made a copy for you." I grabbed the book fast, scared that I might start crying at any moment. Back in my room, I looked through the copied book, touching the confident writing. There was only one copy of this medical book in the entire world, and it was kept by a collector. The borrowing process was difficult, and anyone who got it had to return it within a day. Jeffrey probably stayed up all night to copy it.

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To be honest, I can't imagine how you felt when you got home. - When I was saved, I immediately went to the Church and prayed at the icon to Jesus Christ. Then I realized that we often waste our time implementing alien ideals. I realized that I had to do something that I had previously thought impossible. That's when I wanted to write a book. - Your story is incredible, but as you told me before the interview, the miracles in your life are not over.

Amelia's voice echoed with desperation as she pleaded, "Please, no!" Harriet's eyes widened in horror, her heart skipping a beat. Without a second thought, she, Connor, and Amelia sprang up from their seats, driven by their instincts to intervene. Alpha Connor wasted no time. He transformed into his brown wolf form and charged towards the two men with unwavering determination. Amelia shot Harriet a sharp glare before mimicking her husband's actions, transforming into her white wolf form. Trembling with fear, Harriet voiced her protest, her voice shaking, "No, Ethan can't shoot Lucas. I can't bear to witness such a horrifying act." The mere thought of Ethan pulling the trigger in front of her

“I’m fine...I think? Does it make me awful that I was more worried about what was going to happen to me than what I had done?” “It makes you human. And it’s not wrong to think about yourself. Self-preservation is ingrained in our brains to be a negative thing but fuck the greater good. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again; you cannot dish out slivers of yourself until there is nothing left. Being empty and hollow because you chose to give everything isn’t admirable. Take care of yourself before anyone else. Do you understand me?” Elliot squeezed my hand, “If it came down to me or you down here, you leave. You do not risk yourself to save me.” “I don’t think I can promise that.”