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Something that is easier said than done, since it is right there and hard to miss due to its size. “Checking out the package?” he chuckles. My glance snaps back to his, and my cheeks heat with embarrassment. “Sorry. It is hard not to. Oh God, I didn’t mean that to sound like a pun.” I whisper and cover my face. Could I be any more of an embarrassment? Everett laughs loudly and removes my hands. “You have nothing to be embarrassed by, sweetness.” I chew on my lower lip nervously. Why am I like this? “Sorry.”

Emma scolded, her tone filled with a desperate urgency. Emma clenched her fists tightly, the hatred for Sofia burning fiercely within her heart. In her mind, Sofia had become a mirror image of her mother—a woman who had come between Carlo and Emma, causing immeasurable pain and suffering. Emma harbored a chilling resolve to repeat history, ensuring that Sofia would meet the same fate—suffering, anguish, and ultimately, death.

Turned to leave. "Louisa! Common I'm sorry" "I was only curious to know more about you ladies." "Louisa!" Held her hands. "You know I hate it when people try to use me to get to her, I hate it so much. I mean I know she's prettier than I am and has a better life than I do but can people not just use me. It's making me feel so jealous." "I'm sorry Isa. Please stay, I want to know more about you too."

Emily growls in frustration as each surface is covered while calling out for her cat. When she approaches the kitchen island a letter is laid out for her that reads “For the love of my life” Gross. “Fucking bastard” she mutters under her breath as she reads the plea. “Trouble in paradise honey”? “This man right here…. Claims to love me and says he’s sorry for all the bridal anxiety and that he should have helped more with planning. Than proclaims to tell me not to worry and we can just have a small ceremony next time while telling me that I’m confused and he wants to make up. Do you have any idea how much of a scumbag he is? Thinking he can just break into my apartment whenever he wants, thr

Gosh! I need some air, I’m feeling jealous and angry for no just reason. I can’t believe that I’m getting envious of Bethany and the king. When did I become this person? For fucks sake, Beth is our friend, we’re practically sisters, how could I be jealous of her?

I felt a pang in my heart. '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' "Jealousy yeah" "Yeah it's an unwanted gift of love." "Please continue we have very little time left."

Anna blurted, feeling emotionally drained from the conversation. “I was wanted to have a taste ot what you have." "Why?" "Jealousy."

Her heart skipped a beat when she saw the name. It was Sharon’s sister. Sophie’s eyes narrowed as she studied the ID card more carefully. That was when she realized the woman’s angry mutterings about Sharon and her perfect life, her envy for how things were working out for Sharon while she struggled. It all clicked into place. The jealousy. The bitterness. The desire for something more.

Huwaaaa 😭😭😭😭😭 I Envy my own character. Please, I was crazy now 😭😭😭😭