The Me I Was Kenzie Mga Nobela at Kwento

Myra took in a deep breath as they all followed Ken who used his sword to create way in the bushy tracks. *** desserterd

She hopped onto a stool, kicking her feet as she chatted about a movie she’d just watched, her words spilling out in animated bursts. We were mid-laugh when the mood shifted. Kenzie walked in with a girlfriend at her side, tall, sleek, and wearing a smirk that screamed trouble. “Well, if it isn’t our resident… treasure hunter,” Kenzie drawled, her tone sweet but sharp enough to cut. I froze, my hand still on the mixing bowl. Her friend giggled. “Kenzie…” she teased, though her eyes flicked over me like I was something she’d found on sale.

While Damien was out, I went to a small store on the outskirts of town and purchased two large bags of charcoal. The shopkeeper, a kindly old man, reminded me, "Miss, remember to open the windows for ventilation if you're using charcoal to keep warm." I smiled faintly and said nothing. Once Ricky's funeral was over, I planned to end my life by burning charcoal and leave this world for good. Just as I hid the bags of charcoal under the bed, I blacked out. When I came to, all I saw was the stark white ceiling of a hospital room. Damien sat at my bedside, gripping my hand tightly. His eyes were filled with despair and sorrow.

"Thank God, you're okay. I just heard about what happened now because we were outside with the horses." The others began to tease us and I only shot them a glare to stop them. "They are stupid to use the wrong man. If we didn't know better, we'd think you two are dating." Lena teased and the others giggled. "Who is he?" Marsh asked while she's sitting on my bed. "Josef. He's my best friend. Sef, meet Marsh, she's from the Redmoon pack. My new friend." I introduced them and Marsh offered her hand.

Currently I'm wearing camouflage tights, a black tank top and a denim shirt jacket paired with my vans shoes. I left my hair open and went downstairs for breakfast. I did my breakfast alone as my idiots of best friends were too hungry for the handmade food of mum to wait for me and Dad was already gone to his office. And Mum she will eat after doing her Puja. So I ate my yummy breakfast which was Radha Ballabhi.

°° AZALEA °° I clear my throat as the nurse lady pulls the cheek swab from my mouth. She drops it into a glass and turns to me with a smile that maybe I didn't need to but I find it creepy as hell. Well… she didn't mean any harm. She introduces herself as ‘Helene’ the pack doctor…. something I think would've been more appropriate to do the first time she came in earlier, not after taking everything she needs from me and is about leaving. She also apologises for our crazy first encounter, pointing out that she didn't realize back then that I had suffered amnesia and couldn't recognise her as the pack's doctor who I used to know. Fair enough… She has a point there.

I pulled away from him and softly kissed his lips; smiling at him with teary eyes, I replied “You already do.” It is just you and me forever Matthew, I thought to myself. Me & Mr. CEO A/N: Hi everyone, thank you so much for being patient. For those of you that do not know this, I am diagnosed with epilepsy, and it is a struggle for me to live a normal life. I get sick a lot as well, and my immune system is very weak. When I am not feeling fully healthy, I do not force myself to write. Please understand and forgive me for not uploading the past couple of days. I am feeling better now which is why I am uploading.

“Then let them watch.” We sat outside the café, sipping our drinks while the world tilted back into place around us. It was almost normal. Almost. Then my phone buzzed. Mia: “Kenzie’s live on I***a. You need to see this. Like now.” I glanced at Jaxon and showed him the message. He nodded once. “Play it.”I hesitated. “Are you sure?” “No more running.” I opened the app. Kenzie filled the screen, her makeup flawless, fake tears glistening just enough to catch the light.

I shivered involuntarily as if an icy finger was raking up my spine. “Hey, I was just messing with you,” Kenzie said, curling her fingers over my shoulder. I blinked her back into existence and let the images of the gray cell they’d kept me locked up in fade away. “I didn’t mean anything by it. You know I’d do everything in my power to help you if you really needed it.” I patted her hand on my shoulder. “I know.” “They really messed you up, didn’t they? The Raze?” she said.

"What does he have that I don't?" I couldn't say anything. I had never expected this. I had never expected Kenzie to know, to have known all along, to have been playing a different game than the one I thought we were playing. "How long have you known?" My voice came out strangled, barely a whisper. Kenzie's smile widened. "Since the vacation to the Maldives. Remember the night I called you and you were like… “fuck”.” He mimicked my moan. “I'm not an idiot, Moana."