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Jack announced. THE END!

He looked amused and replied, "Then how about a car racing match?" She nods in approval. "Watch me beat your butt, kid." She walks off to him, not before giving me a look of, 'sorry-wait-for-me-I'll-be-back-after-kicking-his-childish-ass.' "Mate, our match?" Stephan questioned. Elias looks at me before looking back at him. I sensed his discomfort and hesitance. "Maybe not." He blankly replied. Stephan cocked his brow at him. The bandage still decorated his face.

Neither of them was in a hurry. THE END

“Faster than expected.” No Retreat He didn’t move away. Didn’t shut anything down. Instead— He leaned forward slightly. “Good.” Preparation This wasn’t avoidance anymore. This was convergence. Final Movement Back in the room— Bryan shut the system down. “…I’ll stay on support,” he said. Dominic grabbed his jacket. “We move now.” Final Line I took one last look at the screen. At the pattern that had finally revealed itself. For the first time— This wasn’t a chase.

Not gone. At peace. The End.

Just as everything fades to black just and Kimora is seen losing a large amount of blood almost as if she had taken the hit that Dantzler just took simultaneously as the distortion is ending. [End Scene]

"Tabitha, the exit procedure is ready. Confirm departure?" "Confirm." The moment she replied, a blinding white light appeared before her, forming a corridor. A sudden gust of wind whipped through the area, shaking the banyan tree and scattering its leaves into the air. Without hesitation, she stepped forward. Farewell, Kieran and David.

But now, I thought he was simply pathetic. "Are you finished?" I asked. "Elena, can we start over?" He grabbed my hand. "I swear, from now on, there will only be you. I've banished Lydia from the pack, and the elder family has been dissolved. No one can obstruct us now!" I pulled my hand away. "Damon, do you think love is a game? That you can end it when you want, and start over when you want?" "That's not true! I mean every word!" he replied.

She said, refusing to just let go of the rumor spreader. "R-right." Philips answered terribly failing on stopping himself from stuttering. "Good. Hope you all have a great night." She said smiling before she let September guide her away from the group.

As expected, the screen was filled with over a thousand missed calls. Zoe let out a scornful laugh. "Next time, you should switch it up. Terminal illness? Jumping into the sea? Maybe she'll transfer all of the Warren family's assets straight to the Coles." He smiled casually. "Maybe she would." Taking advantage of the moment before anyone noticed me, I left the house, dazed and hollow. When we were eighteen, Adrian had worn a faded, repeatedly washed white shirt and knelt at the entrance of my home, appearing awkward and earnest, as he confessed his feelings.