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I turned to see my little cousin Valentine, yes her name is Valentine Regens because she was born on Valentine's day. "Val!" She hugged me really tightly. "I miss you so much!! I heard you're dating Nicholas Lemiere where is he?" She asked and I pointed at Nic who was talking to my nephews and uncles. "Wow he's handsome." I chuckled. "How's school Val?" Valentine is 18 years old and she's almost graduated from highschool. She lives in San Fransisco so we hardly meet. "Terrible.” "Huh why?" I raised my eyebrows. "There's this annoying guy that keeps bullying me everyday, my highs chool life is no fun.”

He sounded excited. They left me two slices of pizza, which is terrific; I thought they'd forgotten about me. I put them inside the microwave for reheat and poured on some iced tea to quench my thirst. While I was taking some bite, I logged on my Instagram account to kill some time. Valentine should better be here quick with the chicken wings because I'm famished. I double tapped all photos of celebrities I follow some friends and acquaintances from school, some pictures of nature, Pokémon fan arts, and until I stumbled to a photo posted by Valentine three weeks ago. Why am I only seeing this right now? It's a photo of three people. Valentine is, of course, distinguishable in the picture, bu

"You could say that." "Valentine's Day is hell." He says it like a fact, not a suggestion. "Worst holiday ever invented. Just manufactured pressure to prove something that shouldn't need proving." "You're not romantic then." "I was once romantic." His smile was sad. "Then I learned that romance and love are different things. Romance is just performance. Love is simply showing up when it's not pretty." I opened the door wider. I don't know why. Maybe because he's the first person all night who hasn't looked at me with pity or guilt or expectation.

In my right hand, a very expensive bottle of champagne, his favourite as well, which, I chuckled to myself, left me a little broke. I walked down the hallway of Montague tech, and then pressed the elevator button that would take me to the floor of my boyfriend's office. Today was Valentine's Day and I was going to propose to my boyfriend of three years. I know he was the one that was traditionally meant to propose to me, but he was pretty indecisive, and we had soulmate energy. Why wait any longer when we could tie the knot now? And knowing him, he'd be appreciative that I actually put my foot first, he'd say yes. We were too good together. I could feel it in my bones.

My already-broken heart immediately shattered into a million pieces. It was no wonder he had been so angry at us. It was Valentine's Day, and he was busy accompanying his first love, Mia Silvermane. Tina's call had interrupted his sweet moments with her, and that was why he lost his temper. Tina stared at the phone screen that went black and started to cry again. She climbed up next to my body and kept calling out to me. "Mommy, Mommy, don't die, please! Can you please not die? I'll be good…"

On Valentine's Day, I waited for my husband at the restaurant where he had made a reservation. My heart was full of love. I had just become pregnant with our baby. Suddenly, eight women barged into the restaurant. The one leading the charge was a woman dressed in a halter top, tight leather pants, and stilettos. The waiter approached them, “Hello, miss. Do you have a reservation? I’m afraid we are fully booked for the night.” The woman shoved the waiter away and hissed, “Move! I’m here to catch my boyfriend in the act!

I found myself in an unfamiliar bed, and it jolted me awake. The air was filled with the aroma of food. I looked around and found myself in a clean apartment. My clothes weren't changed, thank goodness. Someone texted me. Samuel. 'Working overtime tonight. Happy Valentine's Day, honey.' I scrolled through TikTok. Samuel probably had no idea that I knew his secret account's details. He had a short uploaded. That bastard was having fun with some ladies. They looked fresh and innocent. He had a good eye for them, I guess.

Sandra's pov. I picked up my phone to continue recording my trip on a live post I made on I*******m. I and my boyfriend, Xanvier decided to have a fresh start in the city of Milan, a place far away from Mexico- Our country. Xanvier had just gotten a new job at TK designer associate while I was offered a partnership deal with a fashion line as a model. "Hello, my beloved fans". I waved and smiled at the camera as I spun it around, making sure I capture the tall trees hanging over our car, the old, rusty mail boxes on the road side, and the dirt, and gravel road ahead.

The two walked off arm in arm, their closeness making it seem like they were the ones truly engaged. I didn't look back. I retrieved my bag from the ground, pulled out my phone, and called for a car. But as I swiped at the screen, a post in my feed caught my eye. My finger had slipped, unintentionally opening it. In the post, Lucy was seated in the passenger seat, my necklace shining around her neck. Mike's profile was unmistakable beside her. The caption read: "The one who loves me most [heart emoji]." Without thinking, I tapped the like button.

Well, she should. Where does that leave my love life? Vamps, other fae, demons. What do I hate? All of those things. If I’m lucky I can convince a sweet shifter girl to let me take her out, maybe she’s too dumb to realize what I am. Maybe she’s willing to accept it. That’s exactly what happened on February 14, 2010. Valentine’s Day. I remember it like it just yesterday. Straight up shot with cupid’s arrow.