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She muttered to herself. Just then, she heard a beep on her phone. She took it out and it saw that it was a text message from her Dad. She opened it and read; ''Amelia darling, Good morning. Your Mom told me that she already dropped you off at your new school. I hope you're good. Enjoy your first day at school. Love you.'' She smiled and was about to text back when she mistakenly bumped into someone. "Oh, I am so sorry, I didn't see you there.'' She said,

“Not now, not ever.” Even as he speaks, I feel the first true contractions of this new phase of our life: a mixture of pain and the miraculous promise of new beginnings. The pack members rally around us, forming a protective circle that speaks of unity and strength. Gabriel’s firm tone resonates as he addresses both Alex and me. “This is a miracle, and we will see it through together. You two have defied the odds once, and now, you have a chance to defy them again.”

I told him, trying to sound casual despite the unease. "Your latest costume?" he demanded. "Yeah," I said, rolling my eyes. "Okay, so news had it that you were dead, and even a burial ceremony was done," he said. "So, I really want to know about this sudden plot twist?" he asked. "Do you call this a plot twist?" I asked, forcing a wry smile. "Of course, it looks like one," he said. "I'm just grateful to the moon goddess for the opportunity," I said, when a beep signaled an incoming text message. "Leave there right now," the text read. What's going on?

“I have a gift for you.” She raised her hand in protest. “I don’t need anything, thank you.” “You’ll love this,” I assured her, unlocking my phone and showing her a video. “I just received it. The majority of the pack alphas and lunas got it, too.” She took the phone automatically, but her expression changed as she watched. The footage came from the sports club, clearly showing Mirabel waiting for her, soubding every cruel word Mirabel said, and then Mirabel falling down the stairs, clearly without being pushed.

Probably Mia, I’ve picked up a few words over the years from Mia’s rants, and I for sure hear him say how bothersome it is, and how pissed off he is getting. My phone buzzes on the nightstand and I crawl across the carpet on hands and knees, snatch it up. It’s a text from Mia. One is an image from the boardroom, with a text saying how late the meeting is running, so that’s not Mia on the phone with Caleb. The next is a text: Soulmate: Hey lover, Caleb just texted saying he came home early. Is he there now? Everything okay? Me: Yeah, heads up next time. I just scared us both by surprising him fresh out of the shower.

she murmured, her brow furrowing. Mira’s eyes widened, and then a wide grin spread across her face. “Oh my God, that’s my aunt!” she said, snatching the phone. “Aunt Casey! What’s wrong with you? Why are you texting weird messages like that?” Mira exclaimed, laughing. Casey cackled on the other end of the line. “Weird? It’s called humor, darling. I just wanted to see how long it’d take you to call me. You’ve been hiding that handsome man who’s been helping you out, haven’t you?”

"Sure and Certain. She told me she handed it to him in person. Oh my God, I messed up my whole life big time. I really love this guy you see." Mira hugged her, "shhh, Calme toi. He will come when he...re...reli...Merde! L'anglais est difficile!" Damn! English is tough. "You mean realize?" "Yes! When he realize he miss you." "When will it be? After one year, five years?" Mira shrugged and returned to the okra, "Even tomorrow, qui sait? (Who knows?). With God, all est possible." Hey guyssssss, sorry to announce that, MTS is at its bottom. I'll be uploading the last chapter anytime soon. thank you for reading.

As Michael left the residence, he suddenly felt his phone buzzing in his pocket. He took it out, raised it to his face, and saw that it was a text message. From Camille. He couldn’t quite describe what he felt at that second. For a few minutes, he just stared at his phone, at the first part of the message, reading it over and over, like he was in a trance. When he finally snapped out of it, he opened the phone and started reading the message in full.

Yet the kindness was sweeter than anything I had tasted in months. My eyes filled completely, and a tear rolled down my cheek. I did not wipe it away. I no longer had the strength to pretend. Mira reached across the table and held my hand firmly. “Max,” she whispered. “This is God’s way of telling you that your story is not finished.” I nodded slowly, my lips trembling. “I… I don’t know what to say,” I murmured. “Say yes,” Mira replied softly. “Say yes and allow life to give you another chance.”

Scrolling through, I came across a strange text which was probably not from my friend. ‘Hello beauty, you really rocked the stage today. By the way, I heard that the man with you was your relative. Can you please introduce him to me? Please, please, please. It is my heartfelt request.’ The text made me burst into laughter and it was not just a normal laugh, it was loud enough to fill each and every nook of my room. ‘Seems like Buddy’s love story is now going to get a twist. I can’t wait for the climax to end,’ murmuring to myself, I deleted all the friend requests and kept only the text from the lady.