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I turned to walk away, then he interrupted my steps, as he said, “was that a yes?” “What?” I asked. “If I stop hurting people, would you move in immediately?” He asked. Before I could talk, Ashley's voice echoed as she called, “Janelle! Janelle!” Damian was ready to move towards Ashley, but I moved closer to stop him. “Stop!” I said. He looked at my lips and smiled. “You have nice lips,” he said and turned. “I’ll be expecting a reply tonight,” he said. “Also Janelle…how well do you trust this couple?,” he said before walking away. Alex turned to me and said, “the car engine is back on, and still fully tracked,” he then bowed and followed Damian.

It took me extra seconds to realize I was gawking at him. Oh My God. I quickly looked away in embarrassment, releasing my pent-up breath. Jesus. What the heck, Willow? He laughed. It was a husky, croaky sound. “Where's April?” “She…uh…she had to go home with some friends. A group project.” Those were the lies April made me memorize just in case her Father asked about her. “And you? Why didn't you go with them?” I looked at him. Something about the question felt so genuine that it almost had me tearing up.

"Laila, I didn't lie to you. April and I are not engaged. I didn't buy that ring." "Jordan," April hissed, "we literally just talked about how this is what's best for all of us." "April, will you please let me talk to Laila?" "I will when you stop acting like I'm nothing!" April snapped. "I'm the one standing by your side while some crazy psycho spreads lies about you. I even gave up Cancun!" "Crazy psycho?" Laila repeated calmly, though her pulse thundered. "Why exactly is she a crazy psycho?"

His voice remains calm. Controlled. That somehow makes it worse. I stare out the glass windows of my office. The city stretches endlessly below. Busy. Loud. Alive. Meanwhile my heart suddenly feels too loud inside my chest. “You left,” I say quietly. Another pause. Then— “I did.” No excuses. No lies. No attempt to deny it. And somehow that annoys me even more. “You don’t get points for honesty now.” “I know that too.” God. Why does he sound like this?

“So I misunderstood that this guy is your friend. And I misunderstood that you guys are engaged and want to get married. And I'm sure I got it wrong, too, that you were just lying to me the whole time.” She held up her hands in a soothing manner. "I didn't lie to you..." "No, you didn't," he interrupted, his tone now caustic. 'You just kept a few things secret, that's something else entirely, of course. A little secret here, a little swindle there—none of that bad.” “Let me at least explain how it happened,” she pleaded desperately. "Well, I'm really looking forward to it. What are you going to tell me this time?" He smiled cynically: "You can skip that, you don't seriously expect that I'll

I snapped back irritably, "Did you forget? You couldn't even tell what was left of me when you went to collect my body! So what are you still unsure about?" Laurel let out a long sigh. "I remember. You were basically mush. I had nightmares for days after that." Vita frowned. "We're not doubting whether you were killed. We're just not sure how you still got labeled a fraud when you're the real heiress." Who the hell knew? The four of us put our heads together and still couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation. Laurel started sniffling. "What do we do now? The only ones whose ages match are the four of us. There aren't any other candidates. With that psycho family, I honestly think if no

I asked touching it. “Mason Steele.” “What were you doing near him?” “He came to the house to pick up April.” “How did he know where you live? I hope he doesn’t know about us.” “I don’t think so. She overhead me talking to you and suspected an affair. I lied to her that I cheated with some terminally ill woman. She wanted to leave so I locked her in my room but forgot that she had her phone.”

“Stop it, Liam. I told you that there was nothing to talk about.” Propping himself back onto the desk, he whispers, making my blood boil. Why does he have to be this annoying? Can’t he just leave? ‘Well, to be fair. You made him your Beta for a reason,’ my wolf growls in the back of my mind, and I click my tongue. ‘Sadly…you are right.’ “There is something between you and April, isn’t it? Did she seduce you?” he asks, lowering his voice even more as he tears me from my conversation with my wolf. “She gave you some strange potion and made you go crazy in love with her, didn’t she?”

I asked. "I have no idea who you are talking about." April said, her voice low. I glanced around the room searching for something to hit. My wolf and I knew April was lying and my wolf wasn't taking kindly to it. He wanted to hunt down the man, tear him to pieces and show April his bones. Growling loudly, I punched the wall, my fist driving right through it. "Don't lie to me! I've seen you! You have been hiding in corners, acting sneaky. If there is something, you better tell me now." I said walking up to her.

“Nah. Thеу оnlу mеt аt April’s раrеntѕ’ funеrаl. She says Jеѕѕuр аnd Aрrіl weren’t thаt сlоѕе. But hоnеѕtlу, mаn, I dоn’t knоw whаt tо bеlіеvе. It’s like ѕhе thіnkѕ ѕhе hаѕ tо be thе one tо ѕаvе April. Sоmе rеnеgаdе rероrtеr vіgіlаntе ѕhіt hаlf driven by thе nееd tо lаunсh hеr саrееr, and hаlf bу a dіѕbеlіеf іn роlісе procedure.” Hе dоеѕn’t rеасt. I shake mу hеаd and соntіnuе, “It’ѕ a mess R уаn, раrt оf mе thіnkѕ ѕhе mау have a vаlіd роіnt аbоut thе department. I wouldn’t рut it раѕt Jасоb to uѕе Aрrіl аѕ ѕоmе ѕоrt оf bait to trар Jеѕѕuр. Yоu knоw hоw lоng ѕhе’ѕ bееn аftеr him?”