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Steven sighed as he lowered himself to the boy’s gaze. “Now, Rick. You know how important you are to me, don't you?” Steven asked. Rick shrugged but Steven refused to let him out of his grasp till Rick said “Yeah.” “Well, Uncle Stevie has just had a lot of things happening to him at the same time. I'm almost done wrapping those things up and then we can go to the Planetarium as many times as you want, okay?” “Really truly?” Rick asked, a huge smile forming on his face.

Skylar turned and was about to go but stopped listening to the next line. You're the fear, I don't care 'Cause I've never been so high Follow me through the dark Let me take you past our satellites You can see the world you brought to life, to life So love me like you do, lo-lo-love me like you do Love Me Like You do, lo-lo-love me like you do Touch me like you do, to-to-touch me like you do Skylar couldn’t help but a small smile started playing on her lips, listening to Steve's first time playing guitar and singing a song.

The color drained from Steven’s face, and he stumbled a step back, his bravado dissolving faster than morning mist. “Good boy,” Esther cooed, her lips curling into a satisfied smirk. “That’s how you get rid of trash.” I should’ve felt pity for him—but I didn’t. Not after what he said. Watching Maximus’s fur bristle and Steven’s panic unfold almost felt… poetic. Steven didn’t say another word. He just looked at me—eyes full of something I couldn’t name—and then turned toward the door. As he left, I felt both relieved and hollow. The final strand of our fourteen-year friendship had snapped. Maybe it was inevitable. Maybe it was time.

His childhood best friend is really dead. I put one of my hands on the top of his shoulder to affirm to him that right now, he is not alone. That Steven and I are with him. And everything will be okay - which I know might be a lie because we are in this seemingly endless nightmare and I do not know how we can escape, or how we will die. We do not know if there are any future waiting for us.

That which doesn’t applies Is also the me I will furnish strength Purpose is to go Beyond limits Beyond peaks I will make for No physical peak This sky cannot hold me Anymore Anymore For life is now All set to rebegin I will focus on victory Not defeat Never tragedy It’s me It’s for me The power of universe Is all Is all set within Conquer it Care for it Love it What a joy is being Beyond peaks Beyond limits of peaks Amen

I have buried a love that is only full of pain and troubles in an endless place. "Listen to me everything." Steven seemed to be begging me, his eyes filled with sorrow flashing a glimmer of hope. But he doesn't know that; now I don't care what happened in the past. My only source of life right now is Oralie and Alan. "Diana, I don't have…." I interrupted Steven's words and shouted in anger:

"How long are you going to keep this up? Another ten years? She's gone, Gavin. She's never coming back! What's the point in understanding the value of someone only after you've lost them? "Your father's health is failing, and Hartley Group needs you. Is it really worth it to throw everything away for Margaret?" "Mom, I'm sorry..." Gavin's voice was low, steady, each word heavy with finality. "I'll take care of Hartley Group, but as for the rest of my time... I won't stop." He ended the call. In WhatsApp, his assistant had just sent him a new address. [They say they saw someone who looks a lot like Ms. Chapman, but they weren't sure.]

Sophie POV This is my first day at this University. And I am slowly adjusting to the new environment. First is because there are a lot of students who came from different countries, and I become anxious sometimes thinking if they are talking bad about me when they started to speak in their language. After I got kicked out of my previous school, I got easily intimidated and afraid of those who would stare at me. And those laughs after looking at me. Whether they are talking about me or not, I am still afraid. I overthink things a lot.

"I only discovered this a couple of days ago. I went to see Wendy and told her to stay away from you. Then we had a big argument, and she let slip it out. That's when I found out." Tears streamed uncontrollably down my face, falling onto Mark's hand. In a way, I was clearing my name before I died. "Don't cry, Jennifer." He released me, bent over, and wiped away my tears. In his arms, I sobbed uncontrollably. "Mark, here..." I pointed to my heart. "It won't beat for you anymore. "Mark, if it were possible, I would wish we never met." I wiped my tears and smiled. "Mark, this is the last time I'll call you that. From now on... we go our separate ways."

He had nothing left to lose. My professor shook his head as he spoke. "I used to think Baron was dependable. I didn't expect him to turn out like this. It's a good thing you left when you did." I nodded with a faint smile. "It's better to rely on yourself than anyone else." Three years later, while I was working on the design of a train station, the security guard handed me a letter. There were only two words written inside. [I'm sorry.] I knew who it was from, but it did not matter anymore.