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“How do I know that you aren't just making this up. How can I trust you?” He slid his phone across the stone table with the chess board printed on it. “Here's the credits for the game. If you want, you can call my update team and they'll tell you that I never took credit for the updates. It was always meant to be yours.” I cautiously picked up his phone and started reading. My name was featured prominently on the screen. According to the game data, it had been on there for the past two weeks. I'd been listed there before we'd had our fight.

"Honey, stop making a scene. When we arrive at Meridianna, I will arrange for people to go to the port to pick you guys up." Finishing his words, he stepped on the gas pedal, and the car disappeared from my line of sight. The last shred of expectation in my heart was extinguished thoroughly as well. I silently pulled out my phone and dialed the wedding planning team's number. "The wedding is canceled. I'm not getting married."

To keep me in the dark while sitting beside me as I waited for a tomorrow that was never going to come? I opened my mouth to speak, but Josephine had already lowered her head and started bandaging my wounds. Just like before, afraid I might be hurting, she gently blew on the cuts. She looked exactly the same, and yet she wasn't the same at all. Maybe she simply didn't love me anymore. "I never meant to hide it from you. I just never found the right time to tell you." She set down the gauze, her voice softening. "Gideon, just wait a little longer. When Owen grows up, I'll divorce Brady.

“Dan! Dan, my boy! Haha, we made it! We friggin’ made it! We’re going to Boston, son. We’re playing in Boston next season, seven months from now.” “Huh? Boston? Seven months? That’s… that’s crazy, Coach,” I said, trying to hide the excitement in my voice. I worked two years for this. All those busted knees and painkillers finally paid off. “It’s not crazy, Dan. It’s only the beginning. Soon we’ll be getting sponsorships and all that. This is really good news. I’ll call your dad and tell him about it.” “Oh, no, no, no…” I stopped him immediately.

“I thought if you saw me with someone else, you’d finally react. I wanted proof that I hadn’t imagined all of it. I wanted you to look hurt because I was hurt.” “That sounds very stupid.” A broken laugh escaped him. “It was.” For a moment, neither of us spoke. Then Sebastian lowered his head slightly, his voice gentler than before. “Let me give those thirteen years back to you.” I looked at him quietly for a long moment before asking, “When’s your game?” Sebastian blinked. “What?” “The All-Star game. Your last one.” “Tomorrow night.” I lowered my gaze to our hands still tangled together. “I’ll be there,” I said softly.

His voice was a low rumble that seemed to settle deep in the floorboards beneath my feet. "I was thinking about my mother," I admitted, my voice barely a whisper. I sat down across from him, the wood of the chair cool against my legs. I felt exposed in the lamplight, as if the secret I’d kept for a decade was written in the sparks still dancing in my eyes. "There are things you don’t know, things you don’t understand about this place. About me." Jareth leaned forward, his large hands resting on the table. The lamplight traced the scars on his knuckles, the maps of a life spent in violence. "Then tell me. Make me understand."

"We are in the 'Exhibition Exit,' but we are still 'Unregistered' in their world." "Look," Kaelen said, pointing to a massive glass window across the street. Inside the window, a dozen screens were playing a looped video. Silas felt his heart stop. It was the Blackwood Keep. It was the night of the rejection. He saw himself, younger and colder, raising the silver dagger. He saw Lyra, her face pale and scentless, kneeling on the dais. The text scrolling beneath the video read: LIVE FROM SECTOR 4: THE OUTCAST'S REDEMPTION—SEASON FINALE HIGHLIGHTS. JOIN THE VOTE FOR THE GENESIS PROTOCOL.

It was because there was new news, which had just been released, reporting that: "Grayson's former therapist was caught on camera with rookie Hanz. Do they have a serious relationship? Or will we hear two dating news stories from the two Alphas who are competing today? Or, could there be something more serious than just dating? Do you think it's ethical for a therapist from another group to date one of the players from the opposing group? Let's head to the S-T Arena to watch today's heated game!" Grayson suddenly grabbed his phone. "That's fake news. Just ignore it. I don't want it to distract you,” I said. Grayson held my shoulders. His eyes were red. "That's not what I'm upset about. I'm d

One slip would ruin me. Not when suspicions were already rising. Not when Darius Blackthorn was casting his shadow so close next to mine. "You all right?" Darius asked as he breezed in and sat beside me. "Yeah..." I hissed as he rubbed the ointment on my wound. "Good. Now about the whole couple thing..."He let the sentence hang, and I squirmed in bed. The Hide That Binds Gossip swirled around me like that second skin which, once added to a body, could never be