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Well, they can probably climb the rubbles but it was still uncertain what the other side looks like. After reaching the point of nowhere to go, Byul glanced at Stanley. He want to blame this guy again but he held back the goddamn urge to kill this man. It was probably the best to leave him alive as a meat shield. With a long thinking, the two of them finally decided to climb the rubble.

I beamed. ******

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But for Alex, he automatically knew who it was as he immediately recognized his white hoodie that got splattered with paint in the colors of the rainbow. He scrolled up and as the caption, he simply had a blue heart emoji. "Blue."

Me: kk. I left my phone on the couch and went upstairs too change, I put on my favorite comfy, grey sweatpants then a plain black long-sleeve body suit with black crocs to match. I pulled my hair back into a sock bun as I walked to my brother's room. I knocked on the door, "Hey, can you give me a ride?" "Ask Blake." he yelled back. "If I wanted to, I would've." I grumbled. I got no response and pressed my ear against the door, I heard the tapping of the keyboard on his phone, "Can you just take me? It's not even that far."

“Mom, Dad, Jared… It’s okay. The first thing she saw when she got out of jail was me winning the award. I can understand why she’s so angry. But Charlie, I got that award through my own hard work. I don’t need your help. “If it makes you feel better, you can have the trophy. I can leave the house too, if that’s what you want.” Jenny grabbed the trophy out of my mother’s hands and threw it on the floor. Then, she rushed out of the house. “Jenny!” Jared pushed me aside and ran out after her. Shards of the broken trophy cut into my skin as I fell onto them, and I sucked in a cold breath. Just as I got to my feet, my father kicked the back of my knees, forcing me to kneel on the shards. Pain sho

Pain shot through me as Christabel, our maid tried to remove the piece of glass stuck in my palm. Tears flowed down my cheek as I gasped for air. I placed my second palm on my face. The thought of something bad happening to Fabio ran across my mind. Knew it won't be easy and that I would suffer more in Lorenzo's hands. Not when Viola and the rest are angry at me.