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“You too. Bye.” Rayon, I can’t believe he cracked the story, he is a good reporter but not that good, he must have had some help getting his hands on solute proof, and the only way…… That black book. My eyes widen in shock, did Lorenzo go to Rayon, but why? What about his mom? I fall to my bed as all the questions run through my head. I don’t understand why Lorenzo would do such a thing, he loves his mom so why put her in danger? “Lilly-Ann.” Shane storms into my room but freezes on the threshold when his eyes land on my face. “You’ve heard?”

I never really bought into fairy tales; those stories seemed too good to be true. After losing my parents, I realized everything has its expiration date. The impending end of my relationship with Mario is almost palpable. Despite the chaos brewing, my feet stay firmly planted on the ground. Now, about that mysterious note – being at the Princetons’, I figure they’ve probably left one at my house. The thought makes my heart skip a beat. “Who’s trying to blackmail me?” I type on my notes app with determination.

I muttered as I ran toward my chambers, driven by a strange pull, a gut feeling that something was there waiting for me. In my room, I scanned my surroundings, something drawing me to a concealed compartment behind my bookshelf. I opened it, finding a small, worn book—a diary. My heart sank as I opened it, the words inside telling a dark, familiar story. This wasn’t just any diary; this was Luna Nora’s collection of secrets, a meticulous record of every vile act, every betrayal. The curses, the deaths, the machinations that had torn my family apart—it was all here.

A painful and shameful secret I had only ever shared with one person. Cynthia. I looked around the hallway for her and finally found her in front of Ashley's locker, surrounded by her new friends. She was laughing, flipping her hair over her shoulders as they talked about something. “Cynthia!” I called out, my voice trembling with anger. She turned to me, her smile faltering for a moment before she regained her composure. “Linda,” she said, feigning ignorance. “Are you okay? I heard…” “How could you?” I said, interrupting her. “How could you tell everyone about my Dad.”

She pointed out. “They are married… though I don’t know much about her marriage but…” She said. “I don’t think you know how much problem you are in already… if she is not found…” He said “I don’t want Umm Habeebullah to hear of this…” She said to him. “Is that what is important right now? Are you prepared for the questioning?” He asked her. “I wonder how many secrets you have on your sleeves already.” He said to her and her heart missed a beat at the thought.

Her hands started shivering when all of her colleagues started gathering around her with bewildered and emulous looks. Suddenly she heard someone switching the TV on and her ears were abruptly filled with the news, "From our sources, we were able to get the pictures of Alexander Kingston' secret girlfriend, surprisingly his girlfriend is none other than his own secretary Isabella Watson." Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she wasn't able to raise her head anymore. She couldn't face anyone right now. She didn't want to be the focus of attention where she would be called names without any reason. "Isa," Nick tried to call out to her, but she was absolutely disoriented. This was not what she wan

she said with a conspiratorial smile, “why don’t we let them rest a little bit longer? You can show them the fort when they come out. Surprise them!” Mira’s pout deepened. “But they’ve been resting forever! I think they fell asleep.” Vivienne almost lost it. “Oh, trust me,” she muttered under her breath, “they’re not sleeping.” “Pardon?” Mira asked, turning those big curious eyes on her grandmother. Vivienne coughed quickly, waving a hand. “Ah.. I said they’re probably keeping! Keeping… uh… secrets! Birthday secrets! Yes.” Lydia shot her a look that clearly said you’re terrible at this, while Mira’s eyes lit up. “Birthday secrets? But it’s not anyone’s birthday!”

"Seems like you've forgotten who Ethan is. He's got a short fuse and won't think twice about killing! "If he learns that three freaks were born, he'll blame you for bringing a curse into this house. "We'll only live through this if we act like nothing's out of the ordinary!" The midwife and Lydia shared a worried look before nodding, their hands trembling. Without another word, they rushed out of the room. I did not truly relax until I heard the door click shut. However, my anxiety came rushing back when I glanced at the three little beings on the bed. No one could ever find out about them.

Maya pushed open the side gate of the Carter house, the late-August heat sticking her tank top to her back. She’d driven straight from campus after her last final, telling no one she was coming home early. Lila thought Maya was still unpacking dorm boxes until tomorrow. The surprise was supposed to be simple; sneak in, tackle-hug her best friend from behind, then drag her out for snacks and to talk about freshman year. The backyard was empty. Lila wasn't floating on an inflatable flamingo, no Bluetooth speaker blasting whatever playlist she’d been obsessed with last month.

Didn’t grab my arm. Didn’t say wait. I got to the door. Hand on the knob. Panic clawed up my throat. I spun around. “What about your secret fetish ?” I blurted. Voice cracking. “The one where you want a threesome? With me and her? You still want that?” The room went dead quiet. Noah’s face went white. “How…how the fuck do you know that?” Yvana laughed. Slowly and Smug. “Oh honey. You really thought he kept secrets from me?”