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" He pause for some seconds then continue. "Am not asking you to accept my apology, am asking you to give me a chance, put the past behind us, let bygones be bygone, let's start over again." "Am not still accepting your apology, but since you sound so sincere." I stir the wine in my glass cup. "My name is Stephen pari." I hold my hand out. "And am Xavier." Xavier reply with a small smile. "Nice to meet you Xavier." "What the.. " Xavier curses as his face scrunch in pain.

Xander ordered and turned the key to start the Jeep. “See you in twenty.”

Here, the stones under our feet were just stones, grey and smoothed by a sea that didn't keep a database. Xander was the first across the rail. He didn't drop down with the heavy, hydraulic precision of a Sovereign asset; he stumbled slightly as his boots sank three inches into the damp brown earth of the beach. He stood there for a long moment, his chest heaving under his torn, hemp-patched coat, his face tilted up toward a sun that felt hot, uneven, and completely un-optimized. The gray map of his charcoal heart was silent, a permanent set of scars that no longer carried a pulse of data.

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Austin woke up very early the next morning and came to sit beside me on the floor. He kept mute for a minute or two. "Hey!" He said yawning aloud and stretching his body. "Hey" I replied. He kept quite for a while and watch me pieces my gun and assemble it back with keen interest.

Smiling she stood up to take the papers when Niklaus stormed her direction. " Xander do your fucking work " Xander walked away shamefully with people staring. "What is wrong with you? " He wailed frowning." Can't you say no?" She was glued on the spot, once again feeling so small " you're my PA, not the whole company, you heard me? " She instinctively nodded yes. " I told you to go home didn't I? damn it! your feet are fucking swollen but you still help those imbeciles? Who told you to keep up with that bullshit are you a fucking robot?"

I miss you badly. Sincerely, Your Xander.

It was the first week in June about a month after I was discharged from the hospital. Caleb and I were on our way to Abuja. About a week after I'd been discharged from the hospital Caleb broke the news about starting a new school once I was stronger as requested by my parents. Surprisingly, I had taken the news quite well it could have been because of the twins I wasn't so sure but I knew since that was what they were good at, I'd be asked to start at a new school, that was were Caleb and I were headed to now, not my parents house but to my new school, Allan was going to meet with us at the airport since he was the one who knew the way to this new school.

“When?” “Harrisburg,” I say. “Next Saturday. I checked, it’s about three hours drive. They open the gates at six, the main show starts at ten.” “Does it mean you intended to drive back for three hours in the middle of the night?” I’m beginning to feel awkward under her cool gaze. It suddenly occurs to me that I’m so used to her always playing along with my ideas that I didn’t even consider that I needed to ask for her permission. Now it strikes me like a very obvious thing to have done. Both I and Raven are still minors. She might just say no.

Steffan's dark blue eyes flickered with a hint of mockery. He subtly lifted his proud chin and replied in a cold tone, "Certainly." "Good," Xara responded, her voice hoarse. She then looked toward the bathroom door in the study. "Shall we move to the bathroom?" "We shall." Xara entered the bathroom first. She turned on the faucet and washed her hands meticulously. Her mind flooded with memories of everything that had happened in that bathroom. She took a deep breath and splashed cold water on her face to calm herself.