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~Josephine~ I had never seen Liam so angry as he was when Justin left us in the common room and went upstairs to check on Racheal. I felt a bit nervous and wondered what we did wrong. Rachael wasn't the good guy in all these. She lied and ruined a life. She would have maintained the lie had we not intervened. So, our methods were not desirable, but has anyone solved anything by being pleasant? People like Rachael were like nuts, and they needed to be cracked. Everyone left the common room quietly, so I did the same. I dreaded returning to our bedroom, but Liam and I needed some privacy. I could see he had a lot to say and wanted to voice it out instead of linking me. I followed him quietly, and Harper followed behind. I felt sorry for Harper the most. She honestly had no choice. It was either that or hope that Rachael would come clean. Rachael wouldn't have. She tried to maintain her lie and would have told us the same story if we were nicer. No matter what her story is, the fact
~Adrian~ I had never felt so stupid as I did after Lord Newton had left. Was I weak, trusting, or just afraid? I guess the right explanation was fear. I dreaded finding out that, indeed, I had done those things. I dreaded it so badly that I just accepted the punishment of not ascending and let it be. I should have dug deeper or maybe pushed harder. I should have investigated the matter on my own and brazen up to face whatever challenge that might arise as a result of it, but I was a coward. Harper was right. The image of her the morning I left returned to me, and I had to sit on the couch in the lounge to calm down. The tears that I had held for so long finally found their way down my cheeks. They poured silently. I did not know what to do. This was a mess that had been ongoing for six years. How do we fix it? How do I fix it? I looked at my cousin, who seemed clueless, too. "I can see that what we did was stupid. We should have pushed harder. Get all who were involved investigated
~Harper~ My hands trembled as I carefully folded my clothes into my suitcase. Discovering the truth had brought a sense of relief, but it had come at a significant price. It appeared that Justin had changed, and I had to admit he was right; somewhere along the way, I had lost my focus. Yet, he couldn't truly comprehend the depth of my struggles until he walked in my shoes. How could I possibly concentrate on mending the world when my own life required mending? I gathered my clothes and contemplated the uncertain future in Lumas. It had been four long days, and Adrian hadn't reached out to me. I couldn't ignore the weight of his words when he had deemed his visit to Grizlo a mistake. Those words had pierced my heart, hinting at the possibility of rejection. Perhaps I had pushed him too far. The realisation hit me hard, and tears streamed down my cheeks as I yearned to mend the shattered pieces of my life. I found myself reminiscing about the days when I had been carefree, craving o
~Harper~ We boarded our flight at two in the afternoon. Noah had offered the use of his father's jet, but we declined. It felt more enjoyable this way. As everyone paired up, I found myself sitting alone, watching Charlotte and Caspian together, and my heart ached. Why couldn't Adrian be more like Caspian? Confident, adventurous, and devoted. I clenched my fists in frustration, vexed by the hand I'd been dealt. It seemed that Adrian was loyal to everyone except me. I felt completely disillusioned. Upon our arrival in Lumas, I reluctantly stepped off the plane. A part of me wondered if I had made a mistake by not answering Adrian's call, getting it over with, and returning to Lucland as Justin had suggested. Looking at my team, I realised they didn't need me as much as I had thought. They were all resilient in their own right, each contributing something valuable to the mission. All I seemed to bring was distraction. Riley's voice echoed in my head, chastising my self-loathing and b
~Harper~ A spank on my butt was enough to silence me even though I was still mad. I wondered what the arrangement was with Justin and Liam, but I was mad. Adrian had a lot of atonement to do, and I wasn't going to let it go easily. I heard my cousins and friends laugh and chuckle while Jacob engaged Justin and Liam in conversation. I couldn't listen in much since Adrian was whisking me away, riding on his shoulder. I bet that is the best way to put it. It was a very bumpy and uncomfortable ride. I was glad I didn't eat anything on the flight, or I would have thrown up all over him. He deserved that kind of mess for what he put me through. Adrian carried me up the stairs, and we came to a halt at the door. Upon entering the room, he gently placed me on the bed, and I promptly sat up, determined not to display any vulnerability. I smoothed out my dress as I was aware he had caught a glimpse of my panties, yet I remained unfazed. I was on the verge of speaking when he preempted m
~Adrian~ The intensity of fire and anger in Harper's eyes told the whole story. She was furious. Had it been the other way around, I would be too. It was unfair to leave her in the state I did, in Grizlo. I couldn't fathom why I didn't call, but I suppose I was apprehensive of this very moment. I feared that she might have reached a point where she was ready to let me go, that loving me and being with me had become wearisome, and she might decide to part ways. I should have reached out, perhaps invited her to Lumas. I eventually did, but by then, too much had transpired in her mind. She had already completed her emotional journey on the matter, and the blame rested squarely on me. When I sought Jacob's help to request permission for her from her alpha and brother, I understood that I had only one opportunity to rebuild her trust and salvage what we had. I had to give it my all. Hearing her pour out her emotions got to me. I rarely shed tears, but seeing how I made the woman I lo
~Justin~ Jacob led us into his living room after Adrian had spirited Harper away. It was evident that Harper was carrying a heavy burden of pent-up anger, making me anticipate a lengthy absence. The complexity of their relationship remained beyond my comprehension, but I held out hope for a swift resolution. Dealing with two lovesick, broken-hearted individuals was a situation I wanted to avoid, as it proved quite tiresome, especially when I was already dealing with my own stress. Sophia remained by my side as we settled into Jacob's living room. The presence of his artwork and paintings on the walls indicated that this was still Jacob's home, leading me to believe that his arrangement with Adrian was sudden. I wasn't sure if it was wise to fully trust Jacob with sensitive information, so I signalled my team to allow me to handle the conversation. One thing was clear: whoever had framed Adrian had ulterior motives, likely connected to power and authority, unless it was a personal ven
~Justin~ The room fell into a solemn silence as we absorbed Jessica's emotional account. Her words were accompanied by tears and hiccups, so we had to listen carefully to grasp all the details. "May I add something?" Liam asked through our telepathic connection, and I granted him permission. "If the matter was pending investigation, then why wasn't the investigation conducted thoroughly?" he inquired. "We had no leads. It reached a dead end. If it was a setup, it was executed with precision. It appeared entirely credible. The offer of Luna status seemed like the only way out, but then two other girls came forward. I didn't know them, and I'm not even sure where they are now, but it complicated the situation further. With the compelling evidence provided, it became evident that Adrian had a recurring pattern, sealing his fate. We chose to leave things as they were, and everything fell silent," Jessica explained, and I leaned forward. "Except it wasn't silent. Recently, Miley has be