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The subject lines got more desperate as they went down the list. "Checking in!" "Hello?" "Thalassa are you there??" "Please tell me you are alive" "Okay now I am getting worried" "Last email was dramatic sorry but seriously please respond" "NEW BOOK WHEN"

She exclaimed, suddenly recalling something. Aaron stopped and glanced over his shoulder. “You have a mail.* He raised a brow, confusion and surprise flickering across his expression. “A mail? In this present day and age?” Aurora offered him a tight lipped smile as she turned and walked towards a drawer by the entrance. Aaron watched with a tilt to his head as she pulled an actual mail from the drawer, walked back and handed it to him. For a second, he hesitated, then pulled it off her fingers with a smile.

Shouldn't she deliver the mail to Ibrahim's study room? Anna looked at the envelopes. She is sure that they are all addressed to Ibrahim rather than her. She never listed Ibrahim’s residence as her primary address, so these emails cannot be hers. However, she noticed something odd. Why wasn't the mail delivered to Ibrahim’s office instead of his house? Is it something private?

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As suddenly I read one strange one. It was on the second half of all the old mails I get haven't open yet and it was a week ago. From Kashton? Why did Kashton mailed me? I wondered as took the cursor that way to read who it was and ended up reading the email. But suddenly the door opened with a huge crash, my head jerking its way.

I reached for it, hoping it might be a reassuring text or just a random update. But as I glanced at the screen, my heart skipped a beat. It was a message from the unknown mailer. The message read: “Got yourself a new boyfriend, I see. How do you think he’ll react when he finds out your secret?”

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They are under Books, in the documents. Love M Majesta really couldn’t help but smile. A gift like this was enough to make a girl cry. She didn’t, however, cry, at least not yet. She opened the internet, went to her file site. She downloaded all the files she needed and had the laptop ready to go. She logged onto her instant messenger and right away got an IM. BookMa: Where are you? Are you OK? JestBook: I am with a friend. I am alright, and I will make sure you get overtime for taking care of the store while I am laid up.

Cela remains disappointed. "C'mon. It's not like they bought everything. They just thought of giving the books as Christmas presents apart from the corporate giveaways. You must know that your mother enjoyed your first book so much. Too bad that she passed before the second one is out," Nanny Rita continued. "You've always been loyal to her," Cela said.

I slam the refrigerator door shut with my hip and glare at my phone for the twentieth time in an hour. Nothing. “Okay,” I say to the empty kitchen. “She’s either dead, kidnapped, ran off with a biker cult, or got a promotion that makes zero sense.” The mail slot clanks. I frown. We barely get real mail anymore. Everything’s online. Bills. Spam. More spam. I cross the small living room and scoop the lone envelope off the floor. No return address. My name and Bella’s, scrawled in handwriting, I know better than my own.