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When she’s lucid, she smiles weakly. “You did the right thing today,” she lies. “Don’t carry guilt. I’m proud of you.” I press my forehead to her knuckles and cry silently so she won’t hear. At 3:17 a.m., my phone buzzes again. Another text from the unknown number. Unknown: I know about your mom. I’m sorry. The job is still yours. No strings. Just come back. Let me fix one thing I broke. I stare at the screen until it goes black.

After a few deep breaths, I grabbed my phone and called Liz. "Liz… can I… can I stay with you for a while?" I asked, my voice trembling.

I will do whatever it takes to never have them worry. I pull out my phone and scroll until i come to the name i need. I press the call button. "It took me long enough to hear from you. What do you need." The male voice on the phone asks me and I am ready.

While doing my daily routine, I received a call from an 'Unknown number' on my phone which I don't know about and in curiosity, I decided to pick the call. "Baby how are you doing?" The person's voice echoed through my ears as I pondered who could have been calling me baby apart from Raven. Trying to detect the voice, I found it to be someone familiar. "It seems like you've gotten the wrong number huh. Do you know Me? How could you refer to someone you don't know as 'babe' ? At this moment, I was so impatient with the person that I actually wanted to end the call but on hearing her voice again, I remembered her.

Jerry squatted in front of me, rubbing my belly, “How can I find another woman? If having you is more than enough. I'm not the old Jerry, I really thank God to have a wife like you. A wife who can be everything and is so perfect. " My tears just dropped then, I quickly wiped my tears roughly. "Can I call you honey?" I said with teary eyes. "Yes, of course." END Thank you for reading, and following this story. Once again, thank you. Maybe a lot is still missing too. Thank you.

“If you need anything just let me know.” “Thank you Clara and please, call me Ariana" I said. She smiled nodding, "Very well"

Eleven fell silent again, she would waste the opportunity if she refused, she could run away from that man's house if something didn't feel right, but at least she didn't return to that hell again. "And.. who are you?" Eleven said. "Oh I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Jake" "Okay I'm in" Eleven says and Jake just smiles at her. Eleven only hopes that this time the choice she has chosen won't take her to a worse place than her home. That's the only hope now.

"Can I help you with something?" Emma gave a faint smile, trying to appear friendly. "I'm sorry to bother you, but I seem to have misplaced my phone. Is there any chance I could use yours for a quick call? It's urgent."

I speed walk over to my friends, but hear Carter calling my name. I turn to see him jogging up to me with that lopsided grin on his face. “Yeah?” I say, a little breathless. “Can I call you tonight?” he asks. “Sure. Um, I should be home around 7:30. You can call after that?” The statement comes off as more of a question then a statement.

"I'm assuming you're not the chef." "God, no. I’m the man who makes sure the King looks like a King," he said, reaching out to flick a stray hair from my shoulder with a gloved hand. "And apparently, I’m the man who has to turn you into a Goddess of War in the next three hours. He called me at 4:00 AM, sounding... different. Now I see why." He leaned in closer, his perfume smelling of expensive oud and secrets. "I'm Flyn. Put that spatula down, honey. We have a mansion to infiltrate and a legacy to incinerate. If we’re going to announce your 'extinction' to the Hudsons, you’re going to need a hell of a lot more than an apron."