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The morning light filtered weakly through the curtains, casting fractured patterns on the floor — much like my thoughts, splintered and jagged. I sat at the small kitchen table, clutching my cup of cold coffee, staring at the leather-bound book *Reflections of the Forgotten* open before me. The stories inside weren’t just tales — they were warnings, lessons written in sorrow and hope. Women who had lived as shadows, trapped in lives borrowed from others, fighting to reclaim their own reflections.

Pain trembled through me. Mom, this time, I wasn't lying to you. … Mom trudged upstairs, exhaustion weighing on her. The moment she opened the door, the warm scent of food filled the air. Freya stepped out of the kitchen, holding a spatula. "Mom, you're finally back!" Mom looked surprised. "Why are you cooking?" Freya's voice was sweet and coquettish. "I knew you'd been tired these days, so I made your favorite dishes. That way, you'd have a hot meal as soon as you got home."

"Remon, I was under the impression that you wanted me to be okay when I became pregnant. The fact is that you appear to be making things worse! I yelled as I walked back to the room where I had woken up and pushed myself to one side of the mattress. I couldn't stop crying, but the tears were heavy and my chest hurt. "I don't want to," says the author. I say to Yhra, "Dinner is ready." I rose to my feet and stood up to follow him, much to my dismay. When I first feel the jerking between light and darkness, it will be late in the afternoon. "Be careful," she said as she guided me down the staircase, as if I were a princess. Now, I'm afraid I'll get injured again next time.

Plus, I think she's secretly the one in charge. Anja gets to her knees in front of Melinda and again places her hands on my mate's temples. Closing her eyes, Anja chants in Old English. I bite the inside of my cheek as nerves wrack my body. “Shit!” Anja screams while flying backwards into Orrin's arms. “Jai, move away from her!” “Why?” I ask that but comply. Melinda suddenly jumps into the air, and twists, seemingly turning inside out. She then lands on all fours, a proud lioness.

Nathan's PoV Monday 7th January 2019 ********************************** This morning was eventful, to say the least. I started my new job as an English teacher at the local school after I got tired of my old job teaching English to delinquents at a school for bad kids. I was expecting an easy day but during the first lesson, Cole McCall walked in.

Zelena. Grief is difficult. It's a hard feeling to navigate. With the addition of my bouts of guilt and regret, I wasn’t sure I was ever going to find my way through it. If I’m honest, I’m still working my way through it. Every new day is different from the last. It's strange really. One day I will be fine, filled with happiness and joy, enjoying my family and my life. The next, something as simple as hearing the term ‘Little One’ will set me off on hours of crying and wishing for things to be different. Grief is weird. It's true when people say that you never actually get over the pain, you just learn to live with it. Not being alone with my pain is a huge help. Gunner and I are both workin

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