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This was no coincidence. After searching nonstop, I finally found a suspicious figure at the back door of the rehabilitation center. I recognized him at a glance. It was Afton. I went straight to Mia's family residence. Afton was drinking tea lazily. When he saw me, he gave me a fake smile. "Why, Ryan... What are you doing here? Couldn't make it out there, so you came back to beg Mia for forgiveness?" I stared at him. "Are you behind Madam Lawson's death?"

"You've always been this way. Once you decide on something, you have to see it through. Don't work too hard. No matter what happens, you'll always be our daughter." - Sutburg. Ronan's family ran a guesthouse, and my new shop was right beside it. While we finished the last preparations, I kept polishing the display case that had traveled so far with us. Ronan held up his hand as though he was holding a microphone. "A quick interview with Nina, owner of Springtime. Your dessert shop's grand opening is tomorrow at nine. How do you feel?" I played along, pretended to straighten my collar, and answered sternly. "I'm honored and excited, and I'll make the best tiramisu in the world!"

“She’s downtown.” “What are we waiting for?” Mr. Willie glanced around. “We should get going.” “No,” Susan disputed. “We should call the police and let them handle this.” “And what will you tell the police?” Mr. Willie stared with a wide-eyed gaze. “Hello officer, my daughter didn’t sleep at home last night. I called a witch and she found her with a magical crystal downtown… this will sound ridiculous you know that.” VAMPIRES’ NEST Instead of driving downtown, Bonnie opened a portal that led it to the pinpoint on the map. It’s the vampires’ nest. She was the last to walk out from the portal as the portal closed.

Liam. "Is it possible that she was just someone Wyatt knew? What if there was someone among Wyatt's friends who knew her?" Liam's assumption was immediately rejected by Bonnie. "This might sound ridiculous to you, Mr. Liam, but I can tell by looking at this woman in the photo that she is affluent. "She's not someone we common folks would come into contact with. I believe even if she's a friend of Wyatt's, his other friend probably didn't know her," Bonnie asserted.

“It’s not fancy, but cute is always good.” Bonnie nodded slowly at her. “Okay.” “I’ll meet you outside your cabin in ten minutes,” Dylan said. He put his hand on her shoulder and guided her out of the kitchen and away from Chef. He didn’t want the motherly woman to get too pushy and scare Bonnie off of dinner. “Okay. Sounds good.” Bonnie flashed him a smile and waved to Chef before heading out of the kitchen to change. Dylan watched the wet spots and knew he was a lucky man.

Nate reassured her, “She’ll understand. No one knows phone numbers by heart.” “Not anymore, no,” she whispered. “She must think I’m a terrible friend. I have to call her. I have my charger in here…” Bonnie started for the bedroom, but stopped as a realization dawned. “Wait. You saw Joan?” She glanced between the two wolves. “How come you saw Joan?”

"Every forged document needs a notary. And a notary who certified a dead man's signature is someone who can be flipped." "Can Bonny find him?" I asked. "He's already looking." I dried my hands from the sink, picked our daughter from her bouncer on the floor as she grabbed my shirt with both fists like she had no intention of going anywhere. "Then we wait," I said. "Yeah." He exhaled. "We will wait for now.” Three days later, Bonny called. "Y'all need to come by this afternoon." We prepared and went to his place. We went after the baby's midday feed as she rode against Richard's chest in the carrier, one fist curled into his collar, her expression completely serious the way it always was in n

The original plan had been for everyone to hunker down in the front lobby at Garvey’s Hotel. A visit from Deputy Williamson had shot that plan all to hell. After the deputy had shared that the assailant who attacked Bonnie and Jesse that afternoon had pictures of all of them, Jackie had given in and led a mass exodus out of the hotel.

“At least that’s what the paperwork said. I’m not here to bond, Bonnie. But I’m also not here to hide.” Bonnie’s lips parted, but no words came. She didn’t even know what emotion she was feeling—shock? Anger? Curiosity? Cherry continued, “When you’re ready... I’ll be at Café Viore. Tomorrow. Noon. Don’t be late.” The line went dead. Bonnie stared at her phone long after the screen went dark. --- Selene and Damien were back home,each changed into their nightwear. Selene was waiting patiently for Damien who stepped out not long.

Brieanna thought it was adorable so she took a picture of it. "They look cute together," she whispers to William. "Ashton is a nice guy." "He is but I am nicer." "Tch!" she scorned and then she remembers about Florainne's birthday. Oh whenever she thinks of that, her heart would just skip a beat. "William, when is Florainne's birthday?" "About two weeks from now." And her eyes just can't be wider! Two weeks from now?! She is going to meet their parents two weeks from now! Oh, she just wants to faint!