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" Yes, yes. Gabriel, you'll sing!" " No, I will. I and Blake will sing together." Sofia said hesitantly with a blush. She looked at Gil with big hypnotic eyes that made heat rise in his pants. Gil stood and stretched a hand to her, " I don't sing as angelic as Gabriel does but we'll work it out." His voice was laced with ulterior motives. Sofia ingenuously held his hand and rose to her feet. She didn't know how much she would last on the stage with him but she hoped it wasn't long.

The young man turned to the mouth of the alley, Tania cursed herself for staring too hard. Both were silent for a moment, staring at each other as if time stopped and the earth rested for a moment. DEG. At a glance, Tania felt herself in a black-and-white film, complete with mellow background music. The bang of a musical instrument, the piano being played, the violin, the melodic sound swept away the two. Be still, be right there, destiny gotta bring us together. 'That guy was handsome, oh dear!' was the first thing that crossed Tania's brain, even though there were far more important things to realize.

“We won’t.” Valentina added softly, “We promise.” Sofia nodded once. Then she stood, tucked the album under her arm, and headed toward the stairs. At the bottom step she paused. “Next Saturday,” she said without turning around, “I want waffles instead of pancakes. With strawberries.” Luca’s laugh was small and broken. “Waffles it is.” Sofia disappeared upstairs. Luca and Valentina stayed on the couch. The album lay between them like a bridge.

she announces dryly. I laugh. “I’m Voilette. Your new nurse." "Great. Another one," she mutters, eyes glued to her iPad—Ariana Grande’s "thank u, next" plays softly. "You like Ariana?" I ask, leaning against the bedside table. Sophia’s eyes flick to me, suspicious. "Prove you’re not a poser. Name five Ariana songs. Now." I smirk. ""7 rings." "Problem." "Dangerous Woman." "Break Free." "Into You.""

Ava Sofia flicked through the digital console at the side of the grand piano, dismissing the orchestral presets with a theatrical sigh. “This is not a debutante ball,” she declared. “We need something real.” She scrolled through a few more options, then tapped her selection with a flourish. The opening bassline of “Dancing On My Own” thumped through the speakers, crystalline and mournful and perfect. I shot her a look. She shrugged, all innocence. “What? It’s a classic.”

I replied her with an innocent smile while I held on to the withering tree that was by me, Alexia's face became unpleasant, she clenched her fingers into a fist as she glared at me, and I knew just why, Alexia is the older of the two of us, though we are twins, let me just say…she was the one that came out of mommy's tummy first, And she hated to be called big sis, especially in front of Melvin because it makes her seem old, but believe me, I really don't know how that makes sense, especially seeing as she is just sixteen and Melvin our most common love interest is eighteen,

Sofiya Sofiya.... Sofiya..... I heard a voice I didn't know calling out my name. I followed it but I couldn't see anyone. I looked down and saw a lot of blood coming out of me running down my legs. No, no, no. Not my babies. How am I going to tell Adonis. I said, frightened. Mommy, we are here, don't worry about us, we will be fine here. It was not the right time for us to come to you and daddy. I saw the shadows of two toddlers holding hands from a distance but couldn't see their faces.

Sofia shook her head, “Brooklyn stop it, he’s made his choice, your right he is a man, full grown and he has chosen to wait for his mate, which is lucky you.” “I guess, maybe I should let him do more now, I’d hate for him to not want me because I’m so scared to have him touch me, I’m just not ready for that, but I don’t want him to touch someone else either,” I closed my eyes really tight trying not to allow tears to form. The phone rang and Sofia ran to answer it, “hello,” she paused and then slammed it down, “bitch,” she screamed loudly. That caught the attention of Daddy who was walking out of the kitchen, “what was that you just said Sofia.”

Sofia listened to her phone ring as she sat on the sofa watching television. There wasn't much to do on a Saturday morning, so after preparing breakfast, she picked a random channel and settled in to eat. When her phone rang the first time, Sofia ignored it, hoping whoever was calling wasn't in an emergency. The ringing started again, and she picked up the phone after the first few seconds. "It's Saturday morning, Nil. You, of all people, know I am either sleeping or resting."

Her voice was low and skeptical and she looked back and forth the man in front of her and Theodore, especially with the silence that fell between them. “Hey” He raged all of a sudden, grasping her hands in his. “She’s nothing like i expected man” He threw a gaze at Theo. “She’s pretty goddamn” Before Sofia knew it, she was lifted into his shoulders and the chants resumed—something Theo found so amusing that he couldn’t stop laughing. At some point, her shoulders collapsed and she just accepted it. “Fuck you” She mouthed to him. And only after some minutes did they put her to the ground and she scurried next to him. “I guess you’ve already met Sofia” Theodore gestured a hand between the group