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"Well, I suppose I should still be grateful to God that, somehow, you haven't forgotten me... that even now, I was still the one your heart was beating for." He gently touched me and pulled me back into his arms. He was right. He was lucky that I wasn't able to forget him and I was the unlucky one to have loved only once in a lifetime. "I guess we're just lucky that fate is on our side because God somehow found a way for us to be together.” I said, feeling grateful.

I didn't know what to do; borrowing money was not even in my mind because how would I be able to pay it back? I let out a breath in frustration and opened my word puzzle book. Searching for words in any puzzle book always helps me. It is weird, yes, but whenever I was frustrated, angry, sad, or something related to any of these mentioned, solving puzzles did it for me. I searched for the word 'Discombobulated' in the letters arranged randomly. I squinted my eyes, hoping that it would expose the word quickly but that wasn't working. I put the pencil in my mouth, staring hard at the book. It was getting so difficult so, I skipped to the next word, 'Onomasiological'

Now that I knew the secret, I made my move. I had my men buy me a huge stack of lottery tickets, and every time I scratched one off, I hit a million-dollar jackpot. After scratching off four or five winning tickets in a row, I finally stopped, satisfied. Then, I posted a quick update on my feed. "A blessing in disguise." It didn't take long for the office group chat to blow up with question marks. Apparently, Yelena had accidentally tumbled down a flight of stairs, which left her bruised and swollen.

I could see the word forming in their minds, ready to be printed in tomorrow’s headlines: AUTHOR DESCRIBES HIMSELF AS “LUCKY” HUMBLE. GROUNDED. GRATEFUL. If only they knew. Lucky wasn’t a word I used lightly. Not after everything that had happened. Not after everything I had lost. It was the simplest word I knew for the most complicated truth I carried.

Lucky's POV I passed a resignation letter to Mr. Keller through email. I know I can't work properly in this state. Additionally, people are now aggressively attacking me through social media. I'm just thankful that I have enough savings to support my family though I know it won't be enough. I still need to work.

She took off her headphones, unable to hide the smug look on her face. "Nevaeh, what do you think? Pretty impressive, right?" she said, turning to me like she was showing off. I forced a small smile. "Yeah. Impressive." Impressive enough to build it all on someone else's life. The next day, the campus forum blew up. The post came from Tyson. The title was in bold red letters. [Holy crap! The Goddess of Luck is insane! I got 30,000 dollars! Real cash!] In the post, Tyson described his 'miracle' in wild, excited detail.

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“William, I feel a little dizzy.” William immediately lifted her into his arms and left. I watched silently. This time, I didn’t feel sadness or pain. I followed Mike back to the hospital. His phone suddenly rang on the desk. That was my phone. Since my family couldn’t be contacted, Mike had been holding onto it. I leaned in and saw that the message was from William. “Jennifer and I are getting married at the end of the month. You like money, don’t you? As long as you come, I’ll give you a million.”

I'm a good luck charm to my wife by nature. After marrying me, Heather Seymour, who's crippled because of a car crash, miraculously stands up on her own and gets to ditch the wheelchair. On top of that, her business is booming as well. In less than half a year, she successfully establishes her own company. After Heather's company goes public, she tells me with a smile that she wants to give me a huge gift at the celebration party. I'm filled with anticipation, thinking that Heather finally wants to fulfill her promise of having a child with me. But instead, Heather is seen lacing fingers with her subordinate, Lucas Mallard, at the celebration party. Not only does she announce her relations

Lucky pulled the clothes on one side to cover her body, and her face was a little ashamed and resentful. 'Sister Kristen, have you seen enough?' Kristen Oliver tilted his eyes slightly and began with a heavy voice. 'Didn't you ask me to help you? How can I help you if you don't say anything? ' Lucky turns his eyes to Kristen Oliver. He is a little surprised. 'Sister Kristen, will you help me?' Kristen Oliver said in a cold tone, 'I'm not a good person. If you want me to help you, you have to pay a price. You are so smart that you should know what I want. '