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Kind of felt like I owed him one now. Grace began humming along to a song on playing in the car. At first, I didn't recognize the song but as the chorus hit, I realized that it was Unstoppable by Sia. The song suited Grace. She truly was unstoppable. Through all the bad shit that seemed to happen to her, she still found a way to raise from it all, like a Phoenix rising from it's ashes.

I hope you like my vows… —I tilted my head to one side, unable to believe that she was about to do that… «I will fight I will fight for you I always do until my heart Is black and blue And I will stay I will stay with you We'll make it to the other side Like lovers do… » My heart pounded wildly hearing his voice after so many months. Those in which I longed for the songs to kill the silence in my house. Inside me. «… I'll reach my hands out in the dark And wait for yours to interlock I'll wait for you I'll wait for you… » It brought back such painful memories, but it made me feel grateful because she was in front of me, even when there was a moment when I thought I would lose her... that I a

Beck suddenly hugged Vanilla's body. "Don't go, remember our promise. You remember our promise, right?" This time Vanilla was silent, didn't move. We will always be together forever. It was probably a ridiculous promise made by two little kids who didn't yet have logic. "Don't go, please don't go. OK, I'll decide Sophie." This time Beck meant it. Unfortunately, Vanilla still left him even though he had promised the girl he would break up with Sophie. ***

"Let's get ready, Monica. I'm going on that show!" This time, I would help Peyton make his dream come true! … That night, the production crew of You're My Joy officially announced the cast. Peyton retweeted the announcement and wrote, "You're my joy." Rita quickly did the same. She retweeted his tweet and wrote, "I'm coming to you with a heart full of joy." One of the dramas they'd filmed together was currently being aired, and it was a hit. Fans of the show immediately started shipping them.

I wanted to make you mine and as I was planning to make you mine, I lost you. Someone came and took you away from me. Abhay Mehra, you took her away from me and made her cry and beg for you. She didn't even think and was ready to die for you. She was afraid to lose her love whereas the love she was afraid of losing wasn't yours but mine. In these six months, you all made her life living hell and now it's your turn. I will make you all regret for hurting her. Each one of you will regret it. Mehra's and Roy's will regret it.’

He swipes a few times and locks the screen, dropping the phone onto the bed between us. I immediately recognize the song that starts playing, and I wonder if he played this one on purpose. The chimey piano introduction of ‘Can’t Fight This Feeling’ by REO Speedwagon floats in through the headphone in my ear and I swallow hard, my throat raw. The first verse starts, the lyrics so apt. ‘I can’t fight this feeling any longer And yet I’m still afraid to let it flow What started out as friendship has grown stronger I only wish I had the strength to let it show’

“No fear, no chains, no darkness remains, His name, His might, His glory reigns. I rise ,I stand in His command. The battle is won by His mighty hand. The battle is the Lord's, the victory is mine. He has won it all before the dawn could shine…….” Since Ernest is currently dealing with anxiety and sadness and wants to get over his suffering, the songs are played repeatedly. "Papa, those songs are so great." She leaned against her father’s chest, expressing, “It makes me feel better. Could you please email me a copy of it on my phone so I can have the lyrics? I want to learn and perform that song whenever I'm feeling depressed and whenever I'm given a specific number to call in case of an em

Behind me, Orion nods to his captains, signaling them to gather the prisoners. I turn to him, lifting my sword. Hesitantly at first, then with growing confidence, I raise it high. “Crimson Moon stands victorious!” I call. My voice echoes across the plain. “By the strength of our bond, by the power of our love, we have reclaimed our home!” A cheer breaks out, rolling across the valley like thunder. My brothers answer, voices ringing with triumph. I feel Henry’s hand brush mine as he anchors his wards around our lines, protecting the wounded.

“You got my heart on replay, replay (yeah!) I try to move on, but you still play. Every beat just pulls me back, Every rhythm keeps me trapped. I should walk away — But you got my, got my, Heart on replay. Replay-ay-ay, You got my heart on replay...” We sing together. The lights dimmed, the music faded, and I stood there, breathing hard, hair damp against my forehead. The applause rose like a wave, endless and unstoppable. “Thank you to my friends Haisley Argent and Melany Winchester for coming out tonight to sing with me…” I say panting. I wrap my arms around their shoulders and smile brightly. I felt lighter than I have in years.

Well your faith was strong but you needed proof, You saw her bathing on the roof, Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you. She tied to you a kitchen chair, she broke your throne, she cut your hair, and from your lips, she drew that Hallelujah She sang her four Hallelujahs, each one weaker and weaker. Her voice would rebound as she continued in lyric, then dim again at Hallelujah. I've seen your flag and marble arch, But love is not a victory march, It is a cold and it is a broken Hallelujah