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I ran like never before. I was so scared for both of them. I got to the door banging on it vigorously. "What the f**k!" I heard Arjun yell as he approached the door. Immediately he opened it and saw me panting he furrowed his brows. "Run!" 😲 THE END 😲 Calm down jare, SEASON 2 will be posted 😋😋😋 And let's have some Comments on this last chapter 😋😋 ❤️ I love y'all 😍

A silhouette stood in the doorway—tall, regal, and holding a small, silver remote. "You both look so tired," the Minister said, stepping into the room. "Ready to resign from the game?" Pim stood up, the microfilm strip hidden firmly in her palm. "We aren't resigning, Mother. We're just starting the final level." The Minister laughed, a sound like glass shattering. "Then let us see if you can survive the ending." She clicked the remote, and the room began to collapse. The final confrontation had arrived. But as the walls buckled and the ceiling started to descend, Pim reached into her sleeve and produced the strip of film. She didn't look at her mother. She looked at the camera in the wall, d

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However, his greed knew no bounds. Still, Jeff refused to see his own faults. "I won against you! In our previous lives, I was the victor!" Jeff's screams and fist hit the ground in fury. He could not fathom why he had been given a second chance at life, only to watch his downfall firsthand. He was so close to making it. However, no one could give him the answers he sought, and the onlookers just saw a man losing his grip on reality. Eventually, he truly lost it, alternating between tears and laughter, shoving dirt-covered bread into his mouth.

And that smile only grew wider. “Cassie. Looks like the crocodiles are getting lucky tonight.” The next second— A cold gun barrel pressed directly against my temple. Slowly, I lifted my eyes and looked around the casino one last time. So many people. Yet not a single one…was my family. Don looked at me. His eyes were impossibly deep, unreadable. “Cassie Vaughn.” “You may say your last words now.” I closed my eyes. Then— I smiled.

Ella spotted me at the front and immediately pouted, complaining, “Celine, look at Alpha Leon! He insists on making me eat foie gras. I’m getting fat from him feeding me!” Leon didn’t even look at me. He gently wiped the corner of her mouth. “Be good. Finish this and drink your milk.” The chatter around me fell silent. I met their awkward gazes, still smiling as I guided them to their seats. Once everyone was settled, I took out my phone again and continued arranging my ferry ticket. At some point, Leon appeared behind me. He glanced at my screen, his tone puzzled. “A ferry ticket? Who are you booking that for?”

Five years of misdirected devotion concluded here, finally drawing the chapter to a close. … At dawn, I returned home. Gregory hadn't come back, and I didn't care. While I packed, the news reported that Gregory had appeared at a ceremony with his fiancee, Sophia. I glanced at them, looking every bit the perfect couple, but I felt nothing. Just as I finished packing, the door opened, and Gregory stepped inside. The moment he saw me, he rushed forward and grabbed my hand. "Where did you go last night? Why didn't you answer my calls?"

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My husband always had a low sex drive, so we hadn’t slept together once in our three years of marriage. But tonight, after he rejected me yet again, rows of comments suddenly appeared before my eyes: [I’m dying. This supporting female character actually thinks the male lead has no interest in sex when he simply doesn’t want to touch her.] [Isn’t this great? He’s saving himself for the female lead. Once he meets her next month, he’ll lock her up and force her to love him!] [After kicking the supporting female character out, the male lead will bring the female lead home. She won’t be allowed to leave for seven whole days!] I stared at the man sleeping with his back to me and laughed despite my

The doctor said I had a hundred days left. I didn't want a miracle. I just wanted one real family portrait. One where I sat dead center, impossible to cut out. I searched through every album in the house. My sister, Yvonne Miller, had her professional glamor shots. My brother, Daxton Miller had his milestone baby portraits. My parents had their framed wedding photo. There wasn't a single picture of just me. I remembered our old family photo from primary school. Mom told me I blinked, so she creased the paper down the middle and folded my side back. After that, I was always placed on the far left or the far right. It made it easier to crop me out. I saved up and booked time a