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I spat angrily then walked to my vanity mirror to check myself. "Well, I just heard from auntie that uncle cut your cards yesterday. I just think you'll need it," she stated that made my jaw dropped. "What ?!" I hysterically and sat on my bed. "Yeah, I don't know what's going on. Auntie just called me this morning to say don't lend you a money. So? Will you do me a favor?" she asked as if what happened is not a big deal for me. I slapped my forehead and exhaled.

Never fixed the actual problem. I was dead. Punishing them changed nothing.

I didn’t have much money, and I wasn’t particularly capable. [After arriving here, the system told me that if I helped Miley take her company public, I would be allowed to go home. [I could have left much earlier, but I couldn't bear to leave you. [You were the only thing in this world I couldn't let go of. [The USB drive contains all the evidence needed to bring down Sean and Everdusk Group. [But now isn’t the time. [Dad asked Uncle Dylan to calculate everything. The best time to use it is when you’re twenty-five.

Maxine didn't get to finish cause Ella covered her mouth. We stopped playing when our professor came in. Hiding the bottle, we used for the game, and we just patiently waited for the lesson of the professor. I quickly checked my phone under the desk because it vibrated alerting me of a notification. And it was from F******k. Someone added me. Jacob Valdez sent you a friend request. Accept / Delete Hmmm Jacob Valdez? Who is this guy? Meh I should just check it later at home, who knows what my professor will do when I get caught using a phone at class.

It still seemed far too extreme to be her reality. They crouched as they ran through a gate at the rear of the property, and she watched as Ethan threw the cover off of a vehicle parked along the street behind the house. It was a white van with a- “Is that a camping van?” she hissed. The logo on the side of the van looked slightly worn but unmistakably, it read Vale Camper Experiences on the side, along with a website and an outlandishly cheerful cartoon character standing atop a snowdrift. Ethan slid the door open and pushed his bag inside, nodding at her. She crawled into the van and waited while Fridrik followed, and then Ethan quietly shut the door and slid into the drivers seat.

Mia and the others broke down the door. They froze. Carl looked unhinged, completely gone. They had to drag him out by force. And finally, my body was cremated. Carl took my ashes to the sea. Mrs. Parker came to hand him the money I left behind. He refused. All he took were a few of my things—some clothes, a bag, and my phone. The one he bought me with his first summer job paycheck. I never replaced it. Just kept fixing it when it broke. In return, I used my first paycheck to buy him a pair of sneakers.

The temperature in the room plummeted. As we locked eyes, I saw him visibly tremble. Taking advantage of his distraction, I surged my mana. A sharp, violet spark hissed from my fingertips, racing across the doorframe like a living serpent. I felt the lock fuse under my touch, reinforced by a layer of arcane energy that no werewolf’s strength could ever hope to shatter. The soundproofing Kyle promised kicked in instantly; the muffled thumping of the club’s bass vanished, replaced by a silence so heavy it made the eardrums ache.

Kim said and both of them stopped. "Now, anything to say?" Kim asked Allen and he suddenly remembered why he called them. "Oh yeah. Guess what?" "What?" his two friends asked. "Guess!" Allen insisted. "The hell dude? We don't have any clue. Unless you find someone that can be your sub in your live stream?" Kim asked, irritated. "No, but!" "Just get straight to the point Allien." "Shut the fuck up. Well, remember that guy I told you that I've saved in Lexington?"