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Mr. Farrell, We Are Divorced 054
Almyra's POV, I looked back in anger. I was shocked to see who it was. “Isabella!?” “Funny how you remember my face and not my voice.” She spread open her arms and approached her with a warm smile on my face and I hugged her. “If I saw you earlier, I guess I would have remembered your voice.” I said in a sweet tone. “Well, you have done so now.” We both pulled back from each other and she still had the bright smile on her face. “Yeah, sure,” I paused. “And it's very surprising seeing you here, I mean you once said you would be studying Pilot.” Isabella chuckled. “Yeah, well things change from time to time you should know that,” her face was smooth and serene. My face lit up with comprehension.“Yeah, they sure do.” “That's just it,” she cracked her knuckles. “And I guess this is just the perfect place for me to be.” She scanned through the room and smiled. “It's the perfect place of course, you're in a gathering like this what does that look like to you?” My face w
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Almyra's POV,As Hannah and I opened the door the surprise was still imprinted on my face and the face of Hannah. Isabella raised up her hand earlier on to ask a question?"Let's what she has to say anyway." Hannah held my hand and we both entered into the conference room like everything was alright."Sure, yeah it might be a good one actually." I replied to her almost immediately with a grin."It sure would, Isabella has always been great at questions you know." Hannah had a promising look on her face."Okay, then I guess I would look forward to it then." I sat down on my seat and a sigh of relief escaped my nostrils."Yeah, trust me." Hannah lips slowly curled into a grin.Alexia's voice interrupted I and Hannah. "Go on with your question." Isabella nodded enthusiastically with a smile. "Thank you." I and Hannah set our gaze on Isabella with a smile and we nodded our heads, she knew we were loo
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Almyra's POV, I tried remembering his face harder but it was not possible, I knew he was not someone I know. The man stood close to Gina but Gija could not look at the eyes of the man standing close to her. Gina tried speak but as she tried to do that the man slapped her on the face twice. Gina just stood there, defenseless against this man he was one with good physique. I picked up my phone and dialed the cops number before walking out of the car to approach them. It was about thirty seconds walk from where I parked my car. As I walked towards her I heard another slap from where they were and Gina could only cry in silence. Was her life in the hands of the man? Because this coward in which calls himself a man has no right to lay his hand on her. Considering the things in which Gina did to me in the past I would not have helped her but I guess I just have to put everything behind me and give my help to those who needed it. "Hey dude!" I yelled at the top of my voice as I approa
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Almyra's POV, "Is…is he dead!?" I yelled on top of my voice, I could hear my voice breaking. Gina sniffled and stuttered as she tried to pick her words. "Xavier has…Xavier has set a boundary between him and every of his relatives several months ago, even his location is hardly known since he comes home once in a blue moon." I saw the look on Gina's face and I knew she was definitely not in the mood for talks, if she needed anything badly it's sleep. A sigh of relief escaped my lips. "Well, he's not dead." I muttered under my breath. "No, he's not," Gina halted. "Did you think he was?" With a narrow gaze I scoffed. "No why would I think about that? You need to sleep Gina." Gina nodded her head slowly. "Yes, I want to but I could not ask you." "I told you to forget about all that's happened in the past years and focus on the presence okay?" I sighed frustratingly. "I'm sorry about that." Gina's voice was embedded in emotion. "No it's fine actually. I'm not pissed." I rose u
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Almyra's POV, I walked out of the kitchen after preparing the coffee for Gina and I. As I walked into the living room, Gina looked up at me with a hint of gratitude in her eyes. I handed her a steaming cup of coffee, and she took a sip, closing her eyes in appreciation. "Thank you, Almyra," she said softly. I smiled and sat down beside her, cradling my own cup in my hands. The warmth of the coffee spread through my fingers, comforting me. My eyes widened as I processed the information. "I had no idea Kitara would still try to cling to Xavier despite his current state." "I know," Gina said, frustration creeping into her voice. "And it's like Xavier's given up. He's shutting everyone out." Gina's expression softened. "We need to help him, Almyra." I nodded resolutely. "I'll find a way to reach him. But first, we need to focus on getting you out of this toxic relationship." Gina's eyes dropped, shame washing over her face. "I'm so sorry, Almyra. I should have—" "Stop," I interru
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Almyra's POV, I walked towards the door slowly, I told Gina to hide behind the couch in which she did without hesitating. "Who's there?" I tried sounding tough but I saw my legs shivering. "It's me." The voice was a male voice, but it was not loud like that of Gina's boyfriend. Who knows if he actually tried to sound cool. "Walk towards the camera." I heard footsteps approaching the door and it stopped all of a sudden. "I'm there already." I opened the door and collected the pizza from him. "Here's your pay." The delivery guy smiled and took the payment. "Thank you, ma'am. Enjoy your pizza." As I closed the door, Gina let out a sigh of relief. "False alarm," I said, chuckling. Gina nodded, her eyes still wide with fear. "I thought it was him." I placed the pizza on the coffee table. "Let's eat and forget about Kitara and your boyfriend for now." Gina smiled weakly. "Sounds good to me." As we sat down to eat, Gina's phone buzzed again. She hesitated before answering. "Blo
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Almyra's POV, My thoughts were not settled as I saw Xavier's name, I didn't know if I should call him or just call the police. Xavier would be surprised, or even shocked at me calling me, it was literally fate pushing me towards him. Gina could die if I didn't act fast, I walked out of the door and shut it behind me hurriedly. I dialed Xavier's number and before it rang twice he answered it. "Hey, Gina's in danger and I think she would need your help." Xavier's once calm voice was now coated in anger. "What do you mean by that?" I started the car and drove out of the compound. The soft hum of the engine and Xavier's voice was the only thing in my head at the moment. "Just come to the location I would give you. That's all I can say for now." Xavier spoke with unease. "What do you think you're doing Almyra?" I inhaled sharply. "Gina is in some sort of danger, her boyfriend might hurt her badly." As I drove, the tension between us was palpable. I could sense anger even in th
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Almyra's POV, The silence was oppressive, a heavy blanket that suffocated the night. It was as if the world itself was holding its breath, waiting for something to stir. The darkness seemed to vibrate with tension, every sound magnified. A cricket's chirp was a cacophony, a rustling leaf, a deafening roar. The wind held its breath, the trees stood still, and the stars twinkled like ice. In this eerie quiet, every sense was heightened. I strained to hear the slightest sound, my ears straining. A footstep, a whisper, a hint of movement. But there was nothing, just the silence. A silence that seemed to have a life of its own. The soft hum of the engine was a reassuring sound, a steady heartbeat that filled the car. The leather seats creaked softly as I shifted, the gentle scent of worn leather filling the air. The dashboard lights cast a warm glow, illuminating the sleek lines of the car's interior. The steering wheel felt solid in my hands, a comfortable fit that spoke to c
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