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Then, she started crying uncontrollably. She wept, "My precious girl, I finally found you! You've suffered so much these past seven years!" Dad stood nearby with reddened eyes, trembling as he reached out to pat my head. Looking at their aged, weathered faces, I could no longer hold back my tears. Seven years ago, I was involved in a massive multi-vehicle collision. I lost my memory and ended up stranded in Saphira, where Wayne took me in. I had thought Wayne was the only person in the world I could rely on.

"Caroline, you said you'd marry me! How could you marry another man?" I smiled. "I waited for you seven times. Wasn't that enough, Joseph? Do you even remember how my first trip down the mountain went?" Joseph's breath hitched. His fingers trembled uncontrollably. He couldn't remember. I lowered my eyes and looked at my ankle hidden beneath the wedding dress. The flesh there was already rotting and swollen. Word by word, I told him, "The first time I went down the mountain, there was a heavy rainstorm. The road was slippery, and I fell all the way down the slope. I was covered in blood.

The more Seven trained they could see that her aura was getting stronger and she had this authority around her always. Seven sat in front of the dresser in the room looking at her reflection in the mirror while she was combing her hair, “It has been almost six months that Jacob has left and I still don’t remember who or what I am,” she told the reflection. “I really wish I could get my memories back soon,” she said after tying her hair and heading to bed. Seven’s wish did come true, but it what up to her if she would believe it or not. That night she dreamt of an orphanage or more like an old house with many children eighteen years and under. Among those children, there was one girl that loo

A final obsession she couldn’t let go of before she died. But to me? It was nothing but a contract that should’ve ended a long time ago. And now, the seven years were up. Looking around, I realized— there was nothing here worth staying for anymore.

Until whatever came next. Seven weeks. Starting now.

Her lips trembled, but no words came out. Mrs. Cunningham stood to the side, wanting to curse at me, but not daring to. Seven years of marriage. Twenty years of friendship. In the face of betrayal and lies, it had all become worthless. I had nothing more to say. I turned, ready to leave this nauseating place.

I couldn’t reach Sophia all day today. In fact, I found it difficult to talk to her all week. She only had 5-10 minutes of quick phone calls for me every other day. Quite possibly, the new investors demanded all her time and attention. I logged on to view our shared calendar, and my suspicion was correct. Poor Sophia’s schedule was full; her first meeting started at 7 AM, and some work was scheduled until midnight. Sophia scheduled everything down, even her 15 minutes nap. All I could do was texting her words of encouragement and send her gifts.

I shook my head and got up to find something to write the letter with. I found a pen and some clean paper on Xavier's bedside table. " B.S? Is this Xavier's first letter? Hmm... That's cool. It reminds me of the pen my dad used, "As I started to write my message, I muttered. Except for Xavier, the whole pack helped me learn about the place the same day. When I talk to them, I feel better... The only one who is always serious is Adam. All of them are lively and fun to be around, but Jaxson is especially so. Maybe it's because we're all about the same age that we get along so well.

But the thread had been pulled. And it was unraveling. Soon, the Seventh would rise. Not with fire. Not with storms. But with the weight of everything forgotten.

Serena said to Kiran. Kiran shook his head, pretending not to know as he did not wish to bring up Zenith. Serena did not think much about it. “I don’t know the specifics of each edition, but when I came here, someone told me to focus on the books with the number seven, so I poisoned all books containing that number to control who accessed those books.”