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In my last life, he'd helped Julian rise through the ranks, reaching a senior position at a remarkably young age. This time, I got there first. I found him lying on the ground beside a bush, clutching his chest. I knelt down, loosened his collar, and performed CPR until he gasped awake. The man opened his eyes and took a moment to catch his breath before speaking. He asked for my name. I told him I was Elena Conti. Then he asked what he could do for me in return. In this life, I have no intention of getting revenge on Julian or Lydia. I only intend to let him see for himself just how little Julian deserves his patronage.

All alive. Tare’s seed didn’t end the world. It taught it. That peace without choice is a cage. That bleeding without rest is a wound. That forever means you get to choose. Again. And again. And again. The last seed wasn’t last. It was the first of both.

With all instructions issued, the sky outside was already beginning to lighten with the first hints of dawn. After I finished issuing all the commands, it was nearly dawn. I managed to steal a brief hour of rest before heading to the island where the wedding was to take place. I had only just emerged from the dressing room, freshly attired in my custom tuxedo, when a powerful grip suddenly clamped down on my arm. "Just what in the world do you think you're doing, Finn?" Dorothy demanded. "Do you have any idea how much irreversible damage your childish tantrum has caused?"

Dear Readers, As we close the final chapter of *Tangled Truths*, I find myself filled with gratitude and emotion. This journey with Lucas and Flora—from adversaries to soulmates, through betrayal and redemption, death and rebirth—has been an extraordinary one to share with you. Your messages, comments, and unwavering support have meant everything to me throughout this series.

“We sti​ll have t‌ime. We‍ can⁠ sti​ll make⁠ this⁠ work.” I stood there,‍ heart p‌ou‍nding, imaginin⁠g a life that⁠ almos‍t was. A l​ife with Stefa⁠n. P‍assionate ni⁠ghts, laughte‌r​, chaos. D​avid as our son. Another ba‌by on t‌he w‍ay. A life⁠ that felt inten‌se‍, reckle⁠ss, con‌sumin​g. And p​ainfully famil⁠iar.

“Caring isn’t enough anymore. Not when I know what he did. Not when I’m still carrying the guilt of the lie that started all of this. Every time you touch me, every time you defend me, I feel like I’m asking you to choose between me and your entire world. I don’t want to be that person. I don’t want to be the replacement who forces you to destroy your family.” Cassian reached out and cupped her face, his thumb brushing away a tear that had escaped. “You’re not forcing me to do anything. I’m choosing this. I’m choosing to stand with you. But I’m still figuring out how to do it without losing everything else. Give me time. Please.”

She plops down on her bed. The worst thing you can do is make your partner insecure about themselves. I kneel down in front of her, holding her hand and smoothing it. "I'm sorry, I know I fucked up and I can't rewind time to do it over again but Liv, baby, you're gonna have to forgive me, I need you to trust me because our new beginning starts today, no more drama, no more Cassandra Richardson, it's just you and me." I hold her chin then I graze her lips with my thumb.

of his life. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * You are you are, just one last time again You are you are, you are the trouble I'm in * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * The other four sextuplets finished off the song perfectly but unfortunately, it lead to the end of someone and something else. Trouble was brewing up and it was going to lead to dangerous roads again !

"Marry me. Let's make it legal again. A real wedding this time, not that rushed nonsense we did before. And this time, you're never leaving me ever. We'll build a life right here, or anywhere you want in the world. We'll be together, us alone." "Graham... please..." Tears leaked out of the corners of my eyes, burning the raw skin on my cheeks. I tried to pull my chin back, but his grip tightened just enough to lock my head in place, and I understood in that instant that I was as trapped as Jaxx, only my cage had no visible bars. It had gilded corners and a lock only he possessed the key to.

To this life I'd never planned but wouldn't trade for anything. Hope. Our hope. And it was just the beginning. *****