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Ruth asked. “They would quarrel, yes, like most of married couples, but they’re still together.” “Are you telling us the truth?” her mother asked Soren. “About not knowing james?” “I am, ma’am.” “You’re a pathological liar,” her father said. “And it’s your family who said that.” Soren gently shook his head. “It is them who are lying, sir.” “Do you have any proof?” her father asked again. “If you really know my siblings, you won’t ask for any proof, sir.”

Do you want to destroy her like that just to see if she shows gratitude for what we did for her so you can rejoice in her love? Adam lowered his head, and I continued. She's not going to love you again just because you tell her the truth. She's a different person now; she's been through a lot, and professionally I tell you, Anaís can't handle the truth; it would destroy her. I would never do anything that could hurt her. I put my hand on his shoulder. —I know. So you have to control these worldly emotions you have. Do you want her to love you again? Start from scratch.

"Because... Because a year and a half ago, I was drugged... She… Brooke… She accidentally entered my room and... "I made a mistake, Em. It's all my fault." "Drugged?" I widened my eyes dramatically, as if hearing something unbelievable. "Sir, do you think this is some soap opera? "Even if the first time was an accident, what about the second time?" I counted on my fingers with interest. "It seems like this woman gave birth only a few months ago. If you claim you were drugged a year and a half ago, then you must have ‘happened’ to sleep with her and gotten her pregnant again.”

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Andre even went so far as to yell, "Jane! I'm not dead. I'm your real fiancé, Andre! Come out and see me, Jane! I don't believe you've stopped loving me…" I opened the door and addressed everyone regretfully, "Look at this madman. He's delusional. Everyone knows my ex-fiancé died on the battlefield. How could he possibly be standing here now?" The crowd burst into laughter. "Exactly! How shameless of the Twilight pack to resort to such dirty tactics!" "In my opinion, Andre Ackhurst was never good enough for Jane anyway. His death is probably for the best. At least Jane stands a chance at happiness!" "Get lost! Don't stand in our way of courting Ms. Jane!"

He pulled her closer to him and wrapped a duvet around them before falling asleep with his heart feeling contented not before muttering I Love you in her ears. "I love you too," she whispered back with her still closed. He smiled at her. This was the first time she said that she loves him. Laya wanted to tell these three magical words to him a long ago but never got a chance. But now she said. He was HER TRUE SOULMATE, whom she could trust with her whole heart. She slipped into a slumber listening to his heartbeats. ----------

, I begged her. She let out a big sigh. "Alright. Now, listen carefully. The truth I'm going to reveal won't be easy at all for you to believe. So, promise me, no matter what I say you'd believe me as I believe you, ok?", She asked. "I promise.”, I replied. "Alright, so listen to me. All the things you said are correct. They aren't normal but if you knew till now it is impossible for a clever student like you to not know the correct answer, right? Of course, you know that you're a vampire.

“Nah, it’s merely me stating facts. But whatever you say.” I ignore his attempt to bait me into a discussion about whether Jess wants me dead or not, and whether I’m falsely accusing her or not. I’m not going to argue with stupidity or ignorance, it’s like hitting a pillow - pointless and draining. We both know I’m right, and I’m good with him staying delusional about her intentions. The wolf has worn himself out now, so I get out of the couch and in front of him. I activate my truth power, keeping my back to the rest of the crowd.