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Sky added "I don't care about that anymore." I smiled "I'm sorry." I added "I'm sorry if you having a hard time because of me but now I'm here I'm back even my memories isn't but I promise you I'll try hard to get it back. I'm sorry for making you wait, for making you worried, for making you anxious and for making you not knowing my conditions but Sky Valentino-ssi my heart knows where it belongs." I blushed "The heart wants what it wants." I added and he looked at me smiling

Sky mumbles inherently from her seat, she sounded so drunk, "Mmm…" I replied, "Have you thought about the possibility of your heart desires coming through and also the vivid possibility of living out your fantasy? Huh?" Sky said as she reached over the table to cup my face in her hands, Oh no, she is deluding again, I scoffed, "How are you so sure it will be all that?" "My instincts are going haywire on this one," "That is what you said about the last guy that almost duped us of all our savings last time you placed me on a dare like this?!" I retorted,

River said, “but I realized this whole thing—we built it on imperfect moments. On truth.” She didn’t speak. She just leaned forward and kissed him. Soft, sure, and full of a thousand stories. Marla cheered. Soraya sobbed again. Kofi muttered, “Finally.” At midnight, Skye sat alone in the attic again, the new necklace around her neck, the moonlight casting soft lines through the window. She opened a new page in her journal. “One night. That’s all it took to shatter everything I thought I knew. One night in a hotel room with a stranger who saw too much.

You see when someone breaks up with another it is called breaking that person’s heart and Sky was all about breaking and seeing as he could break something so gentle as Azxel’s heart he took the chance. And how would he do that? Sky wasn’t one to give affection. He has never known love or how to love himself therefore he didn’t know how to love another. So he would do it in the most worse way as possible. He knew people liked affection so eye contact was one way to go at it. The most intense looks filled with lust and dark desires. Another was physical touch. It seemed Azxel enjoyed what Sky did so he knew he would enjoy little subtle touches and of course pleasure and some harsh attacks.

, Sky could feel the colours drowning from Norah's face. "Elliot loves me the most", Sky said proudly. Norah gritted her teeth. She couldn't succeed in her plan. "How could you say it's love? Maybe it's sympathy or pity which he feels for that young orphaned girl", Norah didn't give up. Sky's heart skipped a beat. "Is it really love or sympathy which he feels for me?", she thought to herself. Her heart ached. "I'm sleepy, could you please close the door while leaving?", Sky turned her back towards Norah, trying to hide her tears.

Epilogue Isabel I never thought the day would come when I would feel this kind of emptiness. I told myself I was clever, that I was in control, that I could manipulate my way into happiness. But sitting here alone, scrolling through my phone, my heart burns with a jealousy so sharp it feels like fire in my chest. There they were, photos of Seline and her other man, her radiant smile brighter than I had ever seen it. The headlines were everywhere, “Business Tycoon Alex Thompson Engaged to Longtime Love, Seline.”

But the worst part was how affected I was by him. I was here to steal from him, not romance him. I had never in my life been attracted to a mark. It complicated things very fast and the last thing I needed right now was any complication because that could be the difference between my sister getting out in one piece or not. I squared my shoulders and pushed the godforsaken attraction down with sheer force of will. When Jonathan’s eyes finally met mine again, I was ready. “With your head held high.” He finally said. For the first time in my life, nobody spared me a second glance even in my ridiculous get-up. All eyes were on Jonathan Meiland and I was smug with th

she says as she walks towards me and is about to hug me when I cut her short. “What’s wrong?” she asks concerned by my actions. “You are what’s wrong,” I say and take a shot after. “What are you talking about Adrian?” she says getting closer to me and I move away. “You are a thief, Ellie. You stole from me and came back pretending to help me get back my company while in essence, you were just covering your tracks. Do you even like me or was it also for a show?” I ask her, pain in my voice, and for the first time, I make eye contact with her.

Not because I feel hope. But because I finally understand what I have become. Not Elara. Not the girl he loved. Solara. The Radiant Empress. The Fire That Devours the Sky. And the sky is very hungry.

The hall seemed to tilt beneath her, the air thick with betrayal. Her lips parted, a broken whisper escaping as the weight of this new treachery crushed her. “Skye?” His name was a question, a plea, a shattering of every promise they had whispered in the moonlit gardens. The guards closed in, their armor clinking like chains, and Scarlett’s world narrowed to the sight of Marissa’s triumphant gaze and Skye’s silence, the man she loved now standing with her betrayer, as her father’s blood cooled beneath her knees.