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She’s back. —*

she said, her eyes glowing. Who is she?

He didn't fail to notice tears escaping her eyes. Stella have been raised up as a princess by her family. She haven't seen a wound bigger than Devon's. She's sensitive and emotional but she never let anyone to know about it by masking it with her bitchy attitude. Being sensitive and emotional is treated as being weak nowadays. Once she got her finger cut while chopping vegetables and she cried over it for a day and swore she would never ever use knife. That's how much sensitive she is.

she asked. " change what you can this time Shaina," he said before he pushed her and she fall down. " save me! " she cried for a second before she remembered she was already dead. She fall down with the thud sound on the floor and looked where she reached. X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X

"Ella, my office, now." I said. "good morning Ella." "good morning Mrs. Andrews." My name is Natasha Andrews and I'm a multi-billionaire businesswoman, I have a dozens of companies working under my name, my fake name. "Ella, how many times do I have to tell you to call me Tasha?" "you're my boss." Ella said . "and your best friend." I continued. "you know what we'll discuss this later, tell me what do we have today," I said and the look on Ella's face is not a good one.

“Yeah, but I won the man. You didn't.” “Want to bet?” She smiled, leaning on a table. I didn’t answer. “Are you scared?” She mocked, tucking a strain of hair behind her ears. “Well, you should be and that's because you’re doomed to fail,” she said flatly. “I will crush you in the war.” “I have Kai,” I said simply. “And that’s more than enough to fight you.” She laughed. Cold and hollow. “Yes, you have Kai but he’s the only one you do have.”

While I stood there zoning out, Regina Maybelline sent me a video. She had been secretly in love with Charles for years, but I ended up becoming his girlfriend. She'd disliked me ever since. The dark video appeared to have been shot in a private lounge. Charles was seated in the center of a crowd, and next to him was a woman in a white dress. She looked a bit like me, but her expression was softer. Her eyes were slightly downturned, giving her a more delicate, pitiful look. My eyes naturally tilted up, which made me look sharper and harder to approach.

“She’s shifting…!” “No…stop her!”

She said with a sweet smile. Who the fuck does the even think she is right now?!

She’s here. She’s really here.