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KYRIE. Getting a moment alone with Jessa was harder than ending a war. Her mother hovered like a hawk, and Jessa herself kept dodging the idea of talking to me like I was some fucking tax collector. But I finally got her. We were alone. She stood with her arms folded tightly over her chest like she was trying to keep herself from falling apart. Her eyes didn't dare meet mine. "So... uhm... who are you? And what do you want from me?" Her voice was soft and nervous.

“Will I even make the squad? It’s only the first month and I already feel like I’m falling behind.” Jess cupped my face, lifting my chin so I had no choice but to meet her eyes. “Hey. You are stronger than you think. I’ve watched you push through things that would break most people. You’re the most resilient person I know.” Her voice softened with sincerity. “Don’t give up on yourself now.” We walked back to the dormitory in silence, her words lingering like a small shield against the doubt gnawing at my chest. I barely remembered her helping me into bed before exhaustion pulled me under.

she called out, her voice shaking with a mixture of defiance and desperation. I didn’t stop walking. I could sense the fear beneath Jessy’s bravado, the helplessness clawing at her. “If it wasn’t me, it would’ve been someone else,” Jessy continued, the words spilling out, desperate for something to cling to. “Ceres, you need to accept the reality. You lost.” I paused, just as I was about to open the car door, and turned slowly. My smile was calm, but it didn’t reach my eyes.

Then, with a small awkward bow: “I’m Jessa.” Her voice was light, almost musical despite the starkness of the hall. She was about my age - maybe a year older - nineteen. She had soft brown hair tied back with a fraying ribbon, clothes worn but clean, and sturdy work shoes that looked like they’d survived years of labour. There was something tired in her eyes… …but something hopeful, too. “I’m supposed to help you today,” she continued, shifting the basket in her hands. “Show you the quarters, the hall, and… um… anything else you need.”

“We’re doing everything we can and we won’t give up.” “I know that.” Moon hesitated. “I’d be noble and ask you to put me down but I’m not ready to toss in the towel yet. I want to beat this shit and get my life back.” “We wouldn’t do that,” Jessie assured him, moving closer to the cell. “We’ll hunt down the sicko who created the drug and make him tell us how to reverse the effects.” She’d holstered her weapon. “Even if I have to go at him. I can be pretty mean when I’m pissed and I’m livid.”

Joshua, who noticed the sadness on Jessy's face, immediately asked, "what happened to you?" Jessy looked at Clarice and Joshua simultaneously. "Can you guys sit down first? Because I'm going to tell you something that I should tell Tristan, but I can't.” Clarice and Joshua looked at each other. They then sat next to each other while Jessy was in front of them wringing her hands. Then Jessy took something out of her bag and put it on the table in the middle of them. "I don't want this to happen to me," she said clearly and briefly.

I began to think if all those muscles that I was thinking of being below that ridiculous shirt had not been acquired by a heavy and lasting job, like someone who works for years as a bricklayer or on a farm. "My name is Jessica Jones, but everyone calls me Jessy, or one of the GG sisters," I told him, and gradually his eyes widened. As I predicted, there was no one in that country who didn't know me. He opened his fingers, but I kept holding his hand, and even took his arm closer to my legs. The man was so shocked that he was pale. "Don't make that face. I'll believe that you hate me and that you wouldn't have been kind if you knew who I was first of all.” "No, never. I don't hate you.”

Jess needed to know that she can’t be here. “Do you not find me attractive or something?” Jess asked her voice held sadness, she tried to hide it, but it was useless at the end. Joshua stood up from the bed but didn’t take a step closer to Jess. “What?” Joshua asked completely thrown off by what she was asking “Why would you think, I am not attracted to you?” Joshua asked, the hurt in Jess’s voice still haunting him.

Jessy muttered with a wry smile. But for some reason, she remembered one name that Viola had mentioned several times in front of her. “She mentioned Sean. Who is Sean?” Jessy murmured to herself, coinciding with a new text message she had just received. Her eyes widened as she read the content of the message. “Oh my god, I need Hera’s help for tonight,” Jessy exclaimed suddenly. ***

She said, "Where d'you wanna go? How much you wanna risk? I'm not looking for somebody With some superhuman gifts. Some superhero, some fairytale bliss. Just something I can turn to, Somebody I can miss. I want something just like this. I want something just like this." — The Chainsmokers & Coldplay A U T U M N "Oh my God," Jess gasped and grabbed Colton's hand. We simply stared at the only guy who knew the truth, the same one who had drugged me.