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Your love for me was what made me pass over all the difficult times and I will always be grateful for this. Thank you everyone who have read this book and supported me. I know there are many mistakes but I will edit it soon, to not to cause any confusion. After two months I will start the sequel of this book- Seductress.here is small glimpse of synopsis. A world where things work with money, power and sex. Where there is no place for naive and shy people. She hide herself from all this but on one morning everything changed. Stella a timid girl who wants to live a simple life suddenly turns into an alluring waitress unknowingly stealing the overbearing CEO's heart.

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I was done messing up. I closed the book gently and whispered into the empty room… “I’ll stay. Always. No matter what.” Then I added again, voice stronger but simple… “You opened your door to me. So I’ll guard it with my life.” No matter what storms assemble. No matter what wars knock. No matter who undresses in his office again. I wasn’t running anymore. I was staying. And staying doesn’t need complex grammar. It just needs a body that refuses eviction from a heart that already signed the lease in blood.

"It is." They sat back down. The books were still open, both at pages that were no longer being read. The lamp made its circle. The city moved outside in its spring configuration. And Daniel sat on the sofa in a dark green scarf in April, holding a hand, and felt the whole accumulated weight of the year settle into something that was not triumph and not resolution but simply — arrival. He had arrived. He was staying. End of Chapter Forty-Nine

Stay at home ❤️ — Hello, this is Author Shenaxx. I am writing this note for those who are reading this book. First of all, I want to thank you, guys. Thank you so much for reading this book of mine. Also, please do not forget to follow the book and drop a comment about the story. :’))) Tell me how the story is going and if it is good or not so I could work hard and make it better for you and the others. Thank you so much. I will do my best to give you a good and amazing story! Anyway, there will be no update for tonight because I need to finish my task in my internship but don’t worry I will update tomorrow. Thank you so much for your understanding ❤️Anyway, Thank you again for reading! You

--- For the first time, they didn't have to solve anything. --- Save anything. --- Understanding nothing. --- They could simply be. --- In the afternoon, they sat in the library. --- Between the shelves. --- Where the years had once stood. --- Most of the books were still there. --- But one was missing. --- Just one. --- The book titled: --- Those Who Stayed --- It had vanished. --- Months ago. --- No one knew where it had gone. --- And somehow, that didn't bother anyone. --- For some stories wanted to wander on.

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“I love you too so you have to stay here with me. You have to stay alive, Ry.” His face and body turned pale. His pulse was weak and I knew by heart that he only had seconds to love. I had to do something. “I can’t lose him. I won’t lose him!” My other hand summoned the Book of The Damned and as always, the book knew what I needed and it flipped pages over pages in a swift motion until it stopped on a black page with white ink.

She looked toward the living room, the familiar clutter suddenly suffused with golden light, everything ordinary made strange and precious by those three words. Books were piled beside the couch, spines creased and pages nestled with torn sticky notes. A mug sat on the coffee table, the string of a tea bag dried and curled like a tiny flag against its chipped side. Her application notes still occupied one corner of the dining table, pages fanned out in nervous stacks—she had been too superstitious to put them away, as if hiding them would tempt fate to change its mind. She swallowed hard, the motion tightening her throat, a taste of salt and relief lingering on her tongue.

Chapter 106: The Version of Me That Stayed I used to think the bravest thing I could do was wait. Wait for clarity. Wait for answers. Wait for someone to finally see me and say, you were worth choosing all along. But bravery, I’ve learned, doesn’t live in waiting. It lives in staying—especially when the only person left to stay for is yourself.