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I couldn't face her after the way she left my house the last time. And I was the careless one who brought her in. I really don't know what I was thinking. I guess I simply wasn't thinking at all. I was the one at fault. And yet she bore the full brunt of it. I can't look her in the eyes without feeling my guilt lodge itself in my throat. "Professor Orion?" The girl in front of me says, pulling my attention away from the closed door Alex just walked through. I look down to see that I am squeezing the book in my fist. This is the first edition of my first ever published book. I loosen my hold.

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They would neither be associated with nor their offspring, as no one would have a seed of disloyalty in their midst. Now, if you tell me that was a profound and funny thing was how really old the book was looking and so big. It was pretty heavy. Was the book filled up? Caelum instantly went to the back pages and started browsing. There were many empty pages waiting to be filled up with defaulters' names. He sighed and checked to see just how many were after that his mom. She was the last one currently and had some notes attached to her name. He decided to read the first few persons' cases and see what they had done so that he could weigh out his mother's crime and what she was done.

He remarked, shaking his head. "And who's guilty?" Amethyst asked, uncrossing her legs. "Those who follow His words. The book says it all — you just turned a blind eye to it! Oh, and…it cannot be destroyed until its purpose is fulfilled!" Douglass spat and informed the two creatures, folding his arms across his chest. A smile remained dangling across Amethyst's face and a flash of curiosity suddenly lightened past her features. "Who says that? Who is at fault?" She hissed through her teeth only when she had stood up.

I should be so professional that he can't even find any faults. I lifted the heavy book using both of my hands and placed it in front of me as it created a huge sound. I sensed Gabriel turned to me, but I didn't care. If something breaks because of these books, then it is on him. He fucking forced me. I opened the book and started to read, trying my best to understand everything that I read. It is about clothing and fashion. It is not that complicated, but it is hard.... maybe because I don't know anything about clothing and fashion.

“You need to be more careful, Maddie. You could have burned down the entire apartment.” “I know. I’m sorry,” I say, feeling guilty for my actions. The book had me excited and hopeful. I thought burning Gustaf’s picture would help me sleep, but instead, I almost burned down the entire apartment. “I will make it up to you and Stanley, I promise. I just got so caught up in this ritual that was supposed to cleanse my negative energy, but...then this happened. I’m so sorry.”

Each event was paired with a footnote that did not belong in any public record. Fire. Explosion. Structural failure. Electrical fault. Accident. Evelyn’s breath slowed as she read. The second page contained addresses. Some were international. Some were not. One of them made her sit down. Her old apartment building. The room did not spin. It narrowed. Focused. She had accepted the fire as a singular act of malice. Genevieve’s cruelty. Claudia’s reach. A personal attack meant to intimidate or eliminate. This was something else. This was repetition.

I didn’t know the answer. I knew Rachel blamed herself. For what happened. For what didn’t. But did she ever release it? I didn’t know. And it hurt. James’s POV We drove back in near-silence. Melinda kept glancing at River in the rearview. The bookstore had been beautiful. Powerful. But something had been shaken loose. And we all felt it. Melinda’s POV When we got home, River went straight to the file. The one they’d been building since the beginning.

I will not only suffer for what Gael had done but also for my business. "Alice, relax; I will report to the office later and handle them myself. They can't cancel their orders because of that scandal; how could my love life affect the scent of my perfume? If they are doing this because of Gael and Ashton, it wasn't my fault that they will be fighting because of me, Alice." I said, feeling angrier with Gael that this is happening right now. "I know, Meg, I am sorry," Alice said. "It is not your fault, Al, it was all Gael's fault, and he needs to pay for this," I said.

Aubrey's Pov I couldn't believe what had happened, I know it's my fault and there are no two ways about it, it could only be my fault, I caused the entire thing and endangered the life of the baby, Mr obnoxious seemed weirdly calm about it and it made me wonder even more, Is it really okay? It was so unlike him since something like this happened, especially since it was my fault, I struggled to go to sleep. When I knew it was all my fault