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Jade smiled and looked at Timothy. "Sweetie, go to aunt Pearl, Luke and I have to talk," Jade said, and settled his feet on the carpet. As a three year old boy, Timothy was a very clever boy, he thought and talked maturely, though he loved to play with toys. Jade didn't want him to hear the conversation regarding his father as he didn't want Timothy to bear grudge against his father. Jade had no intention of keeping Timothy in the dark. She was planning on divorcing Tyler after she wiped all traces of Colton's transgression so Tyler couldn't threaten her anymore.

She was just a normal girl whose life had suddenly been cut short by something none of us could see. Today, being another day of our study session with Jade, I noticed Carl was more excited than usual. I did not have to ask because it was obvious something was going on between him and Jade these few days. The way he looked at her, the small smiles he tried to hide, it all pointed to the same thing. He was falling for her, and part of me felt relieved that at least one of us was making some kind of progress. But that was not the issue now. We discussed about the current circumstances whilst waiting for Jade to join us. We were still trying to come up with a solution when the door opened and J

Her words replayed in my head like a broken record, and before I could say a word, she added, “You don't need to make a decision now, but don't take too long; remember, it's just business.” And just like that, the line went dead. I dropped the phone, staring at it for a moment before Jade spoke. “Is everything okay?” “Yeah,” I mumbled under my breath, though it was obvious she didn’t believe me; she knew there was more to this. Jade smiled, getting on her feet as she struggled into her dress. “I should leave now; I have some things to attend to.” I grabbed her by the arm, shocked at her sudden shift of mood.” Wait, why are you leaving all of a sudden? We aren't done.”

thing Becca and you should brace up yourself and move on. Even if I explain my reasons for saying that you won’t still understand but Richard doesn’t worth you babe. Stop killing yourself over him. Maybe is time to really move on and be happy. Stop making a man the center of your happiness, that is why you are still finding it difficult to move on. I will advise you to get a small apartment far away from everyone, from your parents and even your friends. Because seeing your parents sometimes remind you of your flaws, the sad feeling of you still under them because you are not lucky with a man and not married at your age just as society demands, such feeling will return to settle on your sou

Christos. After the call with the children, I watched as the visibly tired woman dropped the phone quietly beside her and I sighed. This is not going to be easy but it has to be done. “What exactly happened, Becca? What got you so distraught that you not only leave the house without telling any of your household, but you also hit out at something, the wall maybe? Repeatedly till you hurt yourself. Why? What happened at that mall today?” I pushed in a voice that was tense and sad and then, because I was too restless to relax, I stood up from her side to pace the floor.

The other three chuckled, and she cast a lingering glance at her twin, who winked and blew her a kiss. After a few quiet seconds, Wade looked over at Alex and fixed her with a hard look. "So, what happened with Beck?" he asked. "I mean, he's not a real good friend, but I do see him from time to time. I'd like to know what to expect." Alex sighed deeply. "Well, he was just..." Bryce chuckled. "Beck always, always tries to move way too goddamn fast. You remember Donny Casey's rager earlier this year?"

Jasper Eaton decides to ditch me at the altar just so he can meet up with Wendy Klein, his ex-girlfriend who abandoned him when he almost got crippled five years ago. All the guests are stunned, to say the least. I can only tug at Jasper's hem of his shirt while trying very hard to keep my expression intact. "Can you please stay with me now?" Mixed feelings cross his eyes, but he soon wrenches my hand off him, finger by finger. At the same time, he shakes his head. "I'm sorry, but I must go now. I need to ask Wendy why she was so heartless to me back then." Amid the crowd's shocked gasps and murmurs, Jasper leaves without even looking back. My dad, who has a bad heart, trembles violent

Chapter 13 One week later… Sadie Wilde POV It’s been a week since Beck took his things and left. True to his word his brothers came later that day and picked up all of his shit. Yet it felt like they were taking mine. It felt like they were taking a piece of me with them. I have no idea how to explain what that felt like that. I have no idea why Beck wanted to end things. Everything was going great. Better than great, until he went to sleep at his parents’ place and things changed. His older brother was oddly cold to me. Does he hate me? Is that why Beck ended things? But he didn’t even know about me… I’m so freaking confused and stuck in my own head.

"Well every mother except mine you see. Her theory is if we broke up, Becky wouldn't have anyone holding her back anymore and she would return to the world of fashion and back into her greedy claws." In seconds Mason understood my point and my reasons for breaking up with Becky. "That bitch! But I do have some bad news for her. Becky decided to quit almost a year ago already. She was just waiting to finish the project they were working on at the moment. She told me she misses our parents and Rachel and even me. And she couldn't do it anymore. She also always wanted a family and with her line of work that would be impossible." I could feel a stone being lifted from my chest at his words.

As soon as I stepped out of the car, Jade appeared from nowhere and threw herself at me. “Mason!” Her arms wound around my neck like ivy, clinging too tightly. “I missed you!” I hesitated for a full beat before I remembered how to move my arms. I returned the hug stiffly… like a stranger doing a favor. When she pulled back, her expression changed. “I’m really glad you’re back. Things have kind of been falling apart here.” “Falling apart?” I asked, blinking. She lowered her voice, suddenly serious. “Yeah. I—things are bad, babe.”