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When Gel put her glass down, "He is so yummy!” “I know right? He looked really different!” Alice muttered excitedly. Gel sighed dreamily, “If I knew that Chrissy's ex would look like that, I would have made him my man and would never break up with him!” Silence fell over them when she said that. With wide eyes, Alice made a sound of frustration. "Chrissy is dead!" she said. "I know. She is so dead!” Gel agreed. (End of flashback)

“Yeah, sorry. But you should go first. I had to take care of some things in the office.” “Fine.... Just be careful.” I nodded and off my giggly friend went out with her boyfriend. As far as I could recall, they have been together for like, 3 days or 4 just as after Trix broke up with her 12 or 13th boyfriend. The class was already empty except for me. As I finished my last batch of report I took my things and shoved it inside my bag. I went through the empty hallways, with the sunlight striking the clear windows of our school.

he said, casually—like those words didn’t crush everything I had been holding onto for years. A sharp surge of rage stabbed through my chest. Why, Alex? After everything… I’m nothing more than just a friend to you? I swallowed the bitter lump in my throat, forcing back the tears that threatened to spill. Alcohol may loosen tongues, but it never lies. It reveals the truth—the kind we bury deep, the kind we never want to say aloud. And now, that truth was staring me in the face. Whoever this girl was, she meant more to Alex than I ever did.

That dream had gotten so big and now, all those dreams had broken apart in an instant. Alexandra was my whole world, my strength and hope, my only reason for existing. Without her, I don’t know how to rise again. There was a time when I began thinking that all these must be a dream, that when I woke up, I would find her by my side, smiling to me so sweetly just like before. But each time I would allow myself to indulge in that fantasy, the wolves would ruin it. Their grieving howls would wake me up and remind me again and again that this was real.

“I don’t want to lose you.” Sophia felt her heart skip a beat. The walls she had built around herself were crumbling, and she couldn’t stop it. She didn’t want to stop it. She closed the distance between them, her lips brushing against his in a soft, hesitant kiss. It was a kiss filled with uncertainty, with fear, but also with hope. Hope that maybe, just maybe, they could find something good in the midst of all the chaos. But just as the kiss deepened, a loud crash echoed through the woods, shattering the moment.

To outsiders, it seemed like Arya didn’t know the woman. When Arya said this, Sandy’s body froze and another round of tears streamed from her eyes. “Arya, please! I’m sorry but it’s about Jace! They- they took him and there was blood and… and- Arya please!” Sandy got on her knees and begged once more, her voice cracking up and her face drenched in tears. How pitiful. Some say the most painful thing emotionally is losing a child. Arya could believe it seeing the once proud and rude woman kneeling in front of her, pleading for her to save her son’s life.

Her voice cracked, barely more than a whisper. Alex’s jaw tensed, but he did not let her go. Instead, he leaned down, pressing his forehead against hers. His warmth surrounded her, steady and grounding. "I know," he murmured, his breath mingling with hers. "I know, sweetheart." A broken sob escaped her lips. Her fingers curled into his shirt as if anchoring herself to him. "It hurts, Alex… it hurts so much…" Alex wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. His embrace was strong and unwavering, as if shielding her from the pain. As if he could bear the weight of her sorrow for her.

I didn’t want to be in the same pack with him anymore. “Dylan, read it. It’s over. I have no connections to your pack anymore.” His pupils contracted. He looked truly panicked. But then his phone rang. I saw the screen: My Sweetheart Eleanor. I couldn’t help but scoff. “Alpha, your sweetheart’s calling, your future Luna. Don’t waste your time here. Please leave.” He glared at me and answered the call. Eleanor’s voice came through.

She has spoken those words so silently as it is like she is making her own conversation. She literally has been swept away with her erotic passion and lust coupled with infatuation. She just didn't understand what her heart felt or needed anymore. She is just like an innocent and very naive lady just lying helplessly, like a lad who took an adventure as possibly has to lose its way home and never return to its pack ever again. It has tiny and slim chances of ever making its return safe and healthy. Nicky for the second and his last time pops up the question, "shall we dance". It took her five seconds for her to gradually return her full self back to Nick cubicle at Cadiz.

His voice dropped to barely above a whisper, heavy with disappointment that felt both familiar and devastating. "I admit nothing," she said quickly, but the crack in her voice on the word 'nothing' betrayed everything. The silence stretched between them, filled with years of unspoken truths and carefully constructed lies finally crumbling. Mr. Maddox leaned toward her, his eyes burning with a mixture of rage and heartbreak. "Avery." Her name came out like a prayer and a curse combined. "I'm going to ask you directly, and I want the truth. Did you have and did you watch those explicit videos before they were leaked online?"