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Also, she knew that Maya couldn’t lie, and even her injured hand had showed as a prove. “You know what, WE ARE NO LONGER SISTERS-----“ “What!” Vivian shouted. She struggled to stand up on her feet. She saw that it had been going beyond what she thought. “I see now that my life is not safe being around you. So, we are no longer sisters. I don’t want to have any sisterhood relationship with you anymore. Anyone my life is not safe with I cut them off, so I cut you off from today on” Maya was really pissed off.

Then, she would live separately from him and never stay with him again. She had to kill his taboo feelings at the first sign. This might be the perfect opportunity. She wanted Roger to leave her and start over. That was what she wanted. She believed that her parents in heaven would understand her. “This is my last time calling you.” Stella said, “I won’t call you again unless you run into trouble, or…” She paused slightly and continued softly, “When you get married and have kids, maybe I’ll visit you. Let’s not get in touch other than that.”

Giving up this goal would mean confronting the memory pit where her parents’ bodies lay unburied. The street lay before them in the festive glow of small lights draped around tall poles. Above the roofs, the Tower of the Voice glowed crimson. Svetlana noticed that the red star on top of the sphere of Light had been removed. Did it mean that even the Tower was not free of the threat of black stars?

I answered with deliberate casualness. “Stella?” “Gazelle, what happened? There must be some misunderstanding, right? Why did you cancel my sorority membership?” Her voice trembled. I adjusted my tone to sound regretful and resigned. “I’m sorry. After two years away from the Sinclair mansion, my dad cut off my credit cards. I’m just a doctor, Stella. I can afford my own membership, but I can’t cover yours anymore. Don’t you have a job? Why don’t you pay for it yourself like you used to?”

“What about the companies who have terminated their contract with her, what about the society that her immoral life has made them detest her? How can we make up for that? Those fans who looked up to her and she was the choice of many partners, will they still be interested in our entertainment company? Will they still trust the ability of our models and we the agent? We had better forget about the resources invested in her and pick some of these B-list models and put our efforts in them and resources. I'm sure a lot of them can do well, even more than Jeniva Manor. We can't take such a risk when we know our chances of success with her now are below average…” one of the top managers said when

"Anyway, I asked the doctor today. The baby's healthy, so we could…" "Get out." The words came out cold and flat. Maddy froze, thinking she had heard wrongly. But the next second, Jason shoved her away. "Get out. Don't make me say it again." She stared at him, trembling slightly. This was the first time the man who had always indulged her, who would overturn all of Gunnerson just to suit her moods, felt like a stranger. Just then, the sharp ring of a phone shattered the silence. "Mr. Schwartz, I'm Dr. Terence Howe. Ms. Hart hasn't come back for a follow-up after her last procedure. I haven't been able to reach her."

##Chapter 23: Cassidy Book One: Stay My father has always been blunt, and he cuts right to the heart of the matter as he stabs a finger at me. "That's no longer your equipment to take. You forfeited it when you got kicked off the team and flunked out of college."

"Son… I-I think I'm dying…" That single sentence wiped away every trace of hesitation in his eyes. He clenched his teeth and shoved me out the door. I stared at the closed door in front of me, bitterness rising in my throat. My phone buzzed in my pocket. It was a message from Keith. [Honey, I'm sorry. Mom was in real danger just now. Go stay at your parents' place for the night. I'll pick you up tomorrow. Don't overthink it. You're the one I love.]

She started arranging our stuff. Ugh! Why was she being so frustrating. "Danica..." "We shouldn't go out anymore. On dates or whatever this is. And we should stop having sex.” I gasped. “Did I do something wrong?" "Andro, you're probably from a different world, a world I might not fit in. So before things get complicated. We shouldn't get attached to each other." Too late though, I was already attached. "I don't..." "I don't want to talk more on this, please. Let's go home.”

"A person devoted to spiritual cultivation must abstain from desire. Marital intimacy is allowed only on the sixteenth of each month." She spoke those words to me five years ago. Now, I returned them to her, word for word, then hung up and shut off my phone. At that moment, a taxi pulled up. I got in without looking back and vanished into the quiet night. "Sebastian!" Back at Edge Inc., Hera stood by the massive window, searching hopelessly through the city lights. She found nothing. Her phone slipped silently from her fingers and hit the floor as the first tear rolled down her cheek.