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Vivian didn’t release the footage immediately. She waited. Timing was influence. By the next morning, market analysts were already whispering about instability inside the Zurich group. The financial containment Cassian and Elara had triggered was working faster than anticipated. Which meant Vivian needed noise. At 9:17 a.m., the video appeared. Not on mainstream financial media. On a high-traffic social platform known for “exclusive leaks.” The caption was subtle. Blackridge CEO’s “Private Consultant” Seen Leaving Residence Late Night

Even worse, never in a million years had she done it without proper props. However, she lifted her phone and held it at eye level. She pressed the record button and started with, “Hey, everybody. Hope you’re doing great. Well, in twenty-four hours my new vlog in Ireland with Eudaimonia will be available to watch. Since it’s specially made based on your votes, don’t miss it!” She waved goodbye and stopped recording.

“You have a problem.” Adrian muttered the words as he flicked his phone open with muscle memory. MidnightViper had posted. Again. The glow of the screen lit his face in the dark. He was supposed to be sleeping. Hell, he’d promised himself last night that he was done. No more watching. No more… whatever this was. Yet here he was. Midnight. Again. He tapped the new post. No hesitation. Just a weak sense of shame buried under anticipation.

She sat on the stone seat, tapping her feet; waiting for the IAD to turn on. The moment it was turned on the screen lit up with about a hundred message notifications from Ruza. ‘Please, don’t say that… Is there no way I can save you…’ ‘Please reply, Vivi… I can’t leave you alone…’ The last message read, ‘I don’t care if it is risky, I am landing on the planet in two hours… unless you confirm that you are alright…’ Vivian’s heart sank when she saw the time and date… It was two months after she had landed on this planet. Though it was impossible to figure out the date and time with precision.

Henderson aside in the library. “Mr. Henderson,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “I need you to do something for me. I’m signing the marriage documents today, but I want you to hold off on filing them for forty-eight hours. Tell Silas it’s a ‘clerical delay’ at the county office.” The old man frowned. “That’s unusual, Cassie. Why?” “I have a hunch about the Vance estate,” I explained, leaning in closer. “I want a full audit of the accounts Loanne has been managing for the gallery before the marriage is finalized. Just as a safety precaution.”

Then she picked up Darren's t-shirt and stared at it for a moment before putting it on her body. "He has a big body," Vivi mumbled as she looked at the shirt that was attached to her body–even though the shirt looked very fitting on Darren's body, it was so oversized on her body that her shoulders were visible, and the length that reached her mid-thighs made it unnecessary for Vivi to wear pants. "What time is it? Is it still far until morning?" Vivi thought as she picked up her phone from the nightstand beside the bed. Vivi activated her phone, which she had turned off since last night's flight. And she immediately forgot her original intention to look at the clock when the message from Luc

3 Months Later Viper Three months have passed and I still can’t get that girl out of my head. I have been getting flashes of our time together. I remember her smile and laugh. I would love to hear that laugh again. I have fucked around with a couple of skanks since I got back to get the girl out of my system. It hasn’t worked. Every blow job I get or every time I fuck one I see the girls face. I swear I can still smell her. And I can hear her moans. It was the best music I ever heard. And when I’m done with a skank I always feel guilty afterwards. Like I did something wrong. I can’t shake that feeling.

I should be focused on Ava and Reece, and this moment, I shouldn't let the past be brought into my present, no. I question myself, if whether I did actually move on or something. After leaving Colton's office earlier, my mind keeps tempting me to go back in time, to those last days, before she was gone from my life. There's been a slight anxious feeling, that has touched my chest and I've been doing everything possible, to not let it overtake me. " Skylar?" I snap out of my thoughts, and look at Reece, who looks at me with a frown. " I made some cookies, come on, grab one." He says.

Life wasn't always peaceful, but they were striving hard to move forward. She was left behind, but that was okay. She was catching up now. She stumbled upon a post from Vivian, who was pulling an all-nighter with her boyfriend at work. The photos and captions indicated the guy was in tech. They were both young, vigorous, and full of hope. She then tapped on Vance's profile, purely out of curiosity. Sure enough, the post was gone. He hadn't set any visibility restrictions like "three days visible" or "six months visible", yet his homepage was clean, like he hadn't posted any updates. So, a man who rarely posted anything on social media before had broken his own rule that night.

and all start to laugh. "You are beautiful Vivi" James said looking at her. Vivi is just 21 one, being with two years younger then Meredith. She was just sixteen when the tragedy hit her so hard and James feels his heart tightening every time when he remembers the call from the police to announce his sister disappearance.