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“Shut up!” Daisy exclaimed. Anaya grinned at the shock on her friend’s voice. She was getting ready to see her uncle with Henry when her childhood friend, Daisy, called. When she told her friend she was getting married in less than a week, she knew all hell was going to break loose. “You’re kidding! No, you’ve got to be kidding me, Ana!” There were some noises in the background before the voice cleared up again. “Oh, Daisy, I wish I was. Everything just happened so fast. It’s a contract marriage. I just need someone to help me get Mom’s trust fund before Charles decides to get his hand on it.” Anaya moved to her jewelry closet to get something to match her outfit.

Our waitress comes to our table in a short amount of time, placing two glasses of water on our table and handing us two menus. We order cheese sticks for appetizers, and I order Chateau Lafite 1787 for drinks which is vintage Red wine, one of my favorites, and we also order Lasagna and chicken marsala for our main course and chocolate covered cheesecake for dessert, at least she did. We eat and talk about the simplest of things. I tell her that I'm the owner of the St. Black Worldwide Steel Industry and a few small businesses like clubs, restaurants, and more, which essentially made me a millionaire. We talk about my younger sister, Marsha, who just like Lesha is taking a year break from sc

She pressed her hands to her mouth, trying to muffle the oncoming sobs. Ruan hurried out of the house, his stomach churning as if he had just stepped off a roller coaster. Leaning against his car, he braced his hands on his knees and fought the urge to throw up. The scorching Phoenix sun beat down on his head, radiating pain through his entire body. From the very beginning, he had been a fool trapped in a farce. His marriage to Chloe had saved him from a greater tragedy, but only now did he realize it.

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Margaux’s POV. Beatrix! Beatrix! Her name sounded familiar but I couldn’t remember where I heard it! Clyde left last night without even glancing at me. I was left alone in this lonely penthouse his grandparents gave me. I had to go to the hospital but I didn’t even have the energy. “My wedding got cancelled, the father of my child doesn’t want us in his life…how worse could it be?” I sarcastically told myself. Soon, I realized my tears were flowing endlessly.

It was fun and Aurora momentarily forgot about breaking the news of her leave to her family until Jimmy announced “Magda and I are tying the knot” That brought about another height of excitement. “Finally, we're getting a new bride,” Charlotte chimed. “A beautiful new bride” Aurora added and they clicked their glasses of juice in a toast. This is going to be a lavish wedding like Santiago and Charlotte's. “Congratulations buddy” Santiago Blake chimed. He couldn't say it out, but finally, Jimmy's dick will henceforth learn to stay within its confines. No more sneaky fuck whenever he gets an opportunity. No one knows, but he knows his brother's fun life. But he's discreet about it.

He could never win with her, never get a word in. When the flashback ended, Bashir Bakura cursed himself for being so unsuccessful at the time, for taking the money Bushratou's father had offered and gone abroad to make a name for himself in architecture. It was one of his worst decisions. His second most regretted decision was never checking up on the child Bushratou had and his worst ever decision, was marrying Yaana. He regretted it bitterly.

“My pot and utensils. I see you would not have a problem eating from your hands.” “What a mishap” she growled. “The only unlucky accident that happened here is your car that went off the road,” William replied.

I needed some distractions so I called my friends. Anabia's POV I opened my eyes and found myself in Bua's lap. The next moment I realized what happened. My heart was wincing from the pain. I cried my eyes out. I was alone... I lost my only relation, I lost my best friend, I lost the most important part of my life. Uncle Afzal hugged me and patted my head, maybe Bua called him. After the funeral, Uncle Afzal asked me to pack my stuff as I was leaving with him.

He kept on calling but still not even once pick-up and answer his call. While he was walking faster, he saw his best friend, Anne. "Sorry, I can't talk to you right now. I'm in a hurry." he said without looking on his best friend's face. He knew that it'll upset her but he was really in a rush. While he was inside the bus, he can't help but to think what if's. His heart is beating wild, he can hear it and he can feel the pump of his heart through his chest. Although he wants to go as fast as he can, he can't. He can't just demand the driver to drive faster. He can't help but to close his eyes and murmur when the bus stopped suddenly. He saw the long line of different kinds of land transporta