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) //Playing You'll be safe here by Rivermaya// ⏪⏸⏩  Nobody knows Just why we're here Could it be fate Or random circumstance At the right place At the right time Two roads intertwine And if the universe conspired To meld our lives To make us Fuel and fire Then know Where ever you will be So too shall I be Refrain: Close your eyes Dry your tears 'Coz when nothing seems clear You'll be safe here From the sheer weight Of your doubts and fears Weary heart You'll be safe here Remember how we laughed Until we cried At the most stupid things Like we were so high But love was all that we were on We belong And though the world would Never understand This unlikely union And why it still stands Someda

The video zoomed in brutally—my hands, my mouth, the empty wrappers piling beside me. My breath fractured. “No…” The screen went dark, and suddenly the silence inside the ballroom became worse than noise. I could hear my own thundering pulse until sharp voices stirred in the hall. “Jared is right…” “She will never change…” “She trapped him…” I tried to breathe—once, twice—but it wouldn’t come properly. My voice cracked. “No. That video is old!” “Old?” Jared repeated coldly. He finally looked at me fully now, and the disgust in his eyes hit harder than the whispers around us.

"I don't know. Aelion is a big organization. They could do something like that." "Well.. good thing they didn't." Sofia replied Sofia adjusted her Ox-Co. "Pretty sure trespassing isn't capital murder." Leonard rolls his eyes at Sofia. Emma looked at Naomi. "Fine. If we're somehow sentenced to death for our little adventure tonight, I call the guillotine." Naomi stared at her. "Why the guillotine?" "I don't know. It sounds quick." "That's your reasoning?" "Would you prefer something slower?" Sofia started walking again.

She could still hear Roman's conversation with the creepy man inside her head, wailing with a warning. Mia doesn't know whether to be disappointed or not. Fortunately, the creepy man is nowhere to be seen. Roman brings her to a shabby-looking resto-bar where he and his band play. It sounded like a joke when he first told her that but now, seeing him play the bass guitar with only music in his mind, he looks like just another normal twenty-two-year-old guy. Not someone owning a hidden gun and having whispered exchanges about a dead girl.

"Adeline, you came back to see me, didn't you? I miss you so much. In the next life, please come back as my daughter again. I promise I'll make it up to you. I'll love you the way I should have this time." I looked down at their tearful, guilt-ridden faces and felt nothing. My body had begun to fade, growing increasingly transparent. I lifted my head, unwilling to look back one more time. This life had already been far too painful. I wouldn't go through it again. I murmured, "Goodbye, Mom. Goodbye, Dad. Let's never cross paths again."

At the reunion dinner, my adopted brother, Isaac Johnson, whispers in my ear, "The Johnson family only needs one son. You're just a country bumpkin. We don't need you here." I think he's right. So, I run straight into traffic at the intersection. My family is terrified. They rush over and manage to pull me back from the road. My sister, Rebecca Johnson, turns pale with anger and warns me not to upset Isaac again. I obediently nod. Then, late that night, I turn on the gas and leave a suicide note. "It's my fault for upsetting Isaac. I'll take the whole family to heaven with me. None of us will ever have to suffer again." My family stares at me as if I've gone mad. Later, at a party, Is

He turned on the high-end sound system, worth millions, and played a cheerful song. "Mama, just killed a man. Put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger, now he's dead. Mama, life had just begun. But now I've gone and thrown it all away." … Cyrus fetched a mop and bucket from the bathroom. He whistled softly as he scrubbed the blood from the floor.

Their stink was very fresh, and still leading up the mountain. Was it possible they’d already made it inside? We were walking up on a bloodbath? Had we been too late? Please, God, no. ***** Soundtrack for the next chapter is “Pandora” by 2WEI and Edda Hayes.

a murderer I gulped another bottle of Alcohol allowing it to burn my throat. I always used wolfsbane to relieve my pain but not today Today I wanted to feel it all To feel it till I reached my breaking point Till I surrendered. But before that I must do one thing I have to give it a last try Even if I have to beg I have to do it. I made my way downstairs with stumbling feet As I entered the corridor bright light entered my eyes makimg me blind for a minute I couldn't stand not knowing anything around me I landed on the red carpet and started laughing at myself

*"You could have been *gods*!" Eden sways, the gold fading from his eyes. "We're... something... else." --- **The Coda** We escape as the city collapses, its golden pool solidifying into a desert of black glass. Eden's wounds weep light, the Cantor's melody still buzzing in his veins. "It's not over," he mutters. "The song-it's *in* me now." I press a hand to his chest, feeling the discordant rhythm. "We'll find a way to mute it."