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'Be brave. I marveled at the coincidence - it was as if he'd read my mind. Weirdly enough, for a moment, I felt as though I wasn't alone in all of this. I decided to try my best to follow P*******t's advice: to be soft & have courage. -

If looks could kill, I would have died around a hundred times that day. If Adrian was aware of the situation, he did not show it. The kind smile that he showed me never left his lips and he seemed as confident as ever. Since I didn’t want to trouble him, I decided to completely ignore the other people and what they thought. That was a skill that I had developed over the years. There would always be people who would dislike me, and I just had to learn that it wasn’t my responsibility to please all of them. I didn’t even know them, so why the hell should I care?

he asked Amour. Amour just nodded and sat directly on the edge of Riga. Riga gave Amour one headset, intending to ask him to put on and listen to the song they were going to listen to together. “No matter what else you're going through, I hope you can fight it. I mean, fight with your courage,” Riga told Amour. Amour turned his gaze on the man next to him. “What if that person says that he is timid?” “Then don't be timid, he must be brave for himself. This world will never always be good, there will definitely be something that scares us. How do you do it? Yes, only one, fight with the courage we have,” Riga replied.

"I even followed you here because I was worried about you. I think you have to be more open to everyone, Rhea, than hiding yourself from the world and being scared because life is so short to not take risks." And after that, I realized that Bobby was right. That there is nothing wrong when I explain myself when I am uncomfortable in any situation I put myself into. Even from the smallest event to the biggest transpiration. In that way, I can be able to interact with others without offending them or having conflicts with them. Instead, I can navigate good relationships with other people and also to myself as I grow older, become one the brightest stars in society, and die with fiery honor and

I have just said to the Alpha what I had wanted to tell him a long time ago, I just needed to courage to do that. And even until now, I have no idea where I got the courage from. I meet Martin, the man I know was the Alpha's Beta. With the look on his eyes, I didn't need anyone to let me know he doesn't like me. But I don't care, I was used to being hated on before getting known. I have suffered and I have lived with it, now it shouldn't matter if people liked me. I don't live to impress anyone.

"Theodore, you didn’t tell me that today we have to attend the ball. I would prepare myself mentally if you told me beforehand." "How could I tell you beforehand? Even I couldn't remember that today is the ball. But don't be nervous. There's nothing to be prepared mentally. Everyone will love you." He assured me. "How do you know?" I asked. "There's no way someone will not like you. You are so cute, innocent and so spontaneous." "There are still people who dislike me. You must know that." I reminded him. "Even if someone really dislikes you, he or she won’t dare admit it or show it while I will be with you. Don't worry, just be yourself. Everyone will love you." Theodore affirmed.

"You sound like a narcissist! You thought I was broken because of what you forced me to do! And now? Now that you see I defied the odds, now that you see the 'product' is high quality, you want to claim him? You want to file a claim for lost property?" "I thought you were proud," he stammered, looking confused by my venom. "I saw you in the crowd. You were cheering. You felt it, Evelyn. The power. The excellence. Feeling like it is your right to show him off... surely you want him to have the best? I can give him the world. Eton. Harvard. The Sterling legacy. It is his birthright!" "He has the best," I said, my voice shaking. "He has a mother who loves him for him, not for his gender. Not fo

she asked one more time. “I don’t just think it,” I said. “I know it. And even if you stumble, I’ll be here. You won’t lose me by becoming yourself.” She nodded, her shoulders straighter than they had been that morning. Back home, I thought about her courage. I thought about how many times I had been afraid to step forward, how many nights I had doubted my right to stand in the light. Watching Claudia claim her own place reminded me that courage was not a solitary act. It was something that grew in the soil of trust and support.

I bring my hands to my stomach, taking a deep breath. “You want to know something Shane?” I asked. He stops rubbing, giving his full attention. “It’s not that much of a secret. That’s why a lot of people also dislike me. I am aware that my confidence is off putting. I am aware that I make people uncomfortable. It’s how I remain memorable. There was a point in my life, at the beginning of my career where I wasn’t like that, and people thought they could walk over me. If I was afraid to speak my mind, stand up for myself, press buttons, I wouldn’t be the person I am today. I wouldn’t have these accomplishments and made it this far on my own.” He took a deep breath. “What do you plan on doing w

But I'm brought back to the present when the woman greets me. Apologizing for my momentary distraction, I focus entirely on her. After our conversation, I couldn't resist asking her what gave her the courage to embark on such a risky endeavor. Her response strikes a chord within me. She confesses to feeling afraid initially, allowing fear to hold her back. Yet, she realized that pursuing her dream was worth the risk, and she took the leap because she knew she'd never forgive herself if she didn't try.