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Inside, a dozen white doves flapped against the bars. "Now, this is the real finale for 'Caged'." She swung the door open. Moonlight cascaded over the wings like silver rain. "Here. Mr. Holmes, you should be the one to set them free." My fingers trembled as I stroked their feathers, the force of each beat of their wings buzzing numb into my palm. When the last dove burst into the night, Lilian turned suddenly and came close to me. Her rain-soaked suit clung to my chest.

My parents are music professors, and their university is always hosting these music salons and exchange events. But they never took me. After I graduated from college, I was desperate to see what it was like, so I begged my mother for a visitor's pass. She was busy helping my sister Ella fill out an application for one of those concerts, and she cut me off cold: "Everyone attending is a top-tier musician. You can't even read sheet music—walking in there, you'd just stick out like a sore thumb." A few days later, I stood in the freezing wind, listening to the applause rolling out from the auditorium. My sister stood at center stage, performing alongside a bunch of renowned musicians. That nig

Unconsciously I sang them from the beginning. Warm eyes, black hair Grey eyes, gold hair Light and dark Life go Count to three I'll be beside you One, you're warm Two, You're soft Three, so beautiful One life, two life, three life Love together Live together I'll be with you forever Never let go "I'm always with you, think of me, wait for me." The stranger whispered. "Huh?" I said dumbly. Refusing to believe this stranger knew that song, maybe it was a popular song and I know it but forgot. Perhaps?

On the call, Blair: Why did you remove it? Ace: Sam! Is everything alright? Clara: What happened? Sam: I said... Hit that damn light!!! "You had your phone all this time? What game are you playing now?", Senior came running behind while yelling at me. I walked towards the door and banged it. Sam: And open this f*cking door! "I was talking to you, Sam!" The door was finally opened. I didn't give a damn and walked out of the court. Wil was standing outside when I opened the door with a big banner with the writing "Will you be my boyfriend?"

sincerely. I turned and looked at Temi, Temi at the same time turned to look at me, we both as if on remote control turned to look at Mom who at the same time turned to look at us, it's just funny, right?. That only happens when the wonderment of the century is taking place. "Goodbye, bro.." (Hallelujah chorus) "...do me a little favour and never come back, okay" (Song dies off in slow whirling, another starts; "He is the Same" by Jon Bellion)

I said while closing the car door. "Take care, honey. I will definitely always pray for you. Don't forget to have lunch, OK?" said Mom. I smiled and nodded. After that the car I brought had gone from my yard. I accidentally saw a flirty ghost. He wore a suit with a dark blue tie. where is he going?

Maddy baby I’m not going anywhere… “ever.” But baby, can you explain this? Do you know what’s happening? Because I do not understand it, but whatever it is, “I know I gotta have it.” Forever, Maddy gotta have you, always, always and forever. “Like this with you, only with you.” Never ending, never stopping.. “We have no end.”

The screen lit up instantly. Sophie (14 missed calls) Sophie (10 new messages) Sophie (2 voicemails) He didn’t open a single one. Ever since the party, Sophie hadn't stopped texting him, but he had ignored every single one of them. His thumb hovered over Clear All when another notification slid in. Kade: “You good, man? Party tonight at Red Haven. Interested?” He stared at it for a second, lips twitching. Typical Kade. Always the party guru. He typed a guick reply. “Been a long day. Maybe next time.”

And on every wall, written in dripping black ink, one phrase repeated again and again: I NEVER DIED. Noa’s breath hitched. “Oh my God” Alessio raised his gun again, every muscle locked. Outside, the wind carried faint laughter. Not a recording. Real.

It did not burn. Instead, it whispered back: You were never meant to hold me forever. Only to remember… long enough to light another.