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REJECTED BY LOVE CHAPTER EIGHTY THREE
Eloise and Stanley sit in their cozy living room, surrounded by stacks of papers and books. The soft glow of the evening sun filters through the curtains, casting a warm light over the room. Eloise, now seven months pregnant, rests her hand on her rounded belly, feeling the occasional flutter of their baby moving inside her. She shifts in her chair to find a more comfortable position, her other hand gently massaging her lower back. Stanley looks over at her with a tender smile. "How are you feeling, love? Do you need anything?" Eloise returns his smile, her eyes filled with warmth. "I'm okay. Just a bit tired and achy, but that's to be expected at this stage." Stanley nods, reaching out to take her hand. "We'll take it slow. There's no rush." Eloise glances at the papers spread out before them, filled with notes and plans for their new venture. "Starting a publishing firm... it's a big step, isn't it? But I think we can do it." "Absolutely," Stanley agrees, his voice filled with c
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Eloise and Stanley stroll through the supermarket, their cart already half-full with groceries. They share a list, dividing and conquering to make the shopping trip quicker. "I'll grab the produce," Stanley says, giving Eloise a quick kiss on the cheek. "You take care of the dairy and bakery stuff?" "Sure thing," Eloise replies, smiling. She watches him walk away, then turns down the dairy aisle, eyeing the shelves for the best options. At seven months pregnant, her movements are slower, but she feels a sense of contentment, imagining their new life with their baby. As she reaches for a carton of milk, an older woman with a kind yet intense gaze steps beside her. Her appearance is striking: long, flowing gray hair, a colorful scarf, and a deep, penetrating stare. "You should be careful," the woman says softly, her voice tinged with an otherworldly seriousness. "Bad things may befall you soon." Eloise's heart skips a beat. She turns to the woman, her mind racing. "Excuse me?" she a
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Ms. Parker stands at the front of the studio, watching the students in her acting class move around and chat with reckless abandon. When she is done waiting for them to settle down, she starts talking and her voice immediately commands attention. "All right, everyone," she announces. "I have the pleasure of revealing our next production, which will also serve as your final grading for the year. We will be performing 'A Midsummer Night's Dream.' Prepare yourselves for auditions next week." At this, excitement buzzes through the room, and groups quickly form to discuss the announcement. One person who does not join the excitement, however, is Mary Lou who has her eyes set on Charlotte. She takes a deep breath and strides purposefully towards her, her heart pounding with a mixture of anger and resolve. "Charlotte, can I talk to you for a moment?" Mary Lou's voice is firm, and it catches the attention of those nearby. Charlotte, surrounded by her usual entourage, looks up, surprised and
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Charlotte stands outside Mary Lou’s door, a bag of baked treats in hand. She takes a deep breath before she knocks. Moments later, Mary Lou opens the door, her expression wary. "What do you want, Charlotte?" Mary Lou asks in a flat tone. "I brought these," Charlotte says, holding up the bag. "And I want to apologize." Mary Lou hesitates, eyeing the bag suspiciously before stepping aside to let Charlotte in. "Alright, come in." Inside, Charlotte places the treats on the coffee table, and the two of them sit down awkwardly. "I'm really sorry for everything," Charlotte begins. "I haven’t been having you followed, I swear." Mary Lou frowns. "What about your mother? Could she be behind this?" Charlotte shakes her head emphatically. "My mother is too busy with serious issues to concern herself with our... love drama. But I can understand why you'd think that." Mary Lou studies Charlotte for a moment, then nods slowly. "Okay. I believe you." Charlotte breathes a sigh of relief. "Than
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Never in a billion years did Charlotte ever imagine that she would find herself standing outside Mary Lou’s apartment door twice in just one week. Yet here she is, clutching a manila folder tightly in her hands. Before she knocks the door, she takes a deep breath. As excited as she is to tell Mary Lou what she has found out about her stalker, this is still a sensitive situation. A few moments later, the door opens, and Mary Lou stands there, with a wary expression. "Charlotte," Mary Lou says, the surprise evident in her voice. "What are you doing here?" "I need to talk to you. It’s important," Charlotte replies, and as a form of emphasis, she holds up the folder. "I think I’ve figured out who’s been stalking you." Mary Lou looks at Charlotte with slight hesitation as though she is considering remaining in the bliss of ignorance for a little while longer but then steps aside and allows Charlotte to enter. They move to the small living room, where Charlotte takes a seat on the worn so
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Mary Lou takes a deep breath before knocking on Daniel's door. Her heart pounds in her chest, but she steels herself, determined to face him. Here she is about to face another man, the second one in just one year who has violated her personal boundaries. Is there something about her that attracts these men to her, she wonders. When Daniel opens the door, he is visibly surprised to see her. "Mary Lou," he says. "What a surprise. Come in." She steps inside. Her eyes scan the room and she notes its familiarity but wills herself not to feel at home. "I need to talk to you," she says, her voice steady. Daniel closes the door behind her and gestures for her to sit, but she remains standing. "What’s this about?" he asks, a hint of unease creeping into his tone. "I know you’ve been stalking me," Mary Lou says bluntly, looking him straight in the eye. "I have proof." "What are you talking about? That’s ridiculous,” he says, his tone shifting immediately from the warmth he had been feigning
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The theater is buzzing with energy as Mary Lou stands on stage, surrounded by her fellow cast members. It has been three months since Charlotte told her about the play and now the final rehearsal for the off-Broadway play is in full swing. She adjusts her costume and takes a deep breath, trying to focus on her lines and movements. Suddenly, the door to the auditorium opens, and Aaron walks in, carrying a bouquet of flowers. Mary Lou's eyes light up as she sees him, and she signals to the director for a quick break. She walks briskly to meet Aaron with a wide smile on her face. "Aaron, what a surprise!" she exclaims as she takes the flowers from him. "Hey, Mary Lou," Aaron replies, smiling but with an unmistakable hint of unease in his eyes. "I wanted to come by and see how you’re doing." "I'm good, just busy with the final rehearsals," she says, inhaling the sweet scent of the flowers. "Thank you for these. They're beautiful." Aaron nods"I’m glad you like them. I’ve been miss
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Breathless and disheveled, Mary Lou rushes into the Actors Studio with her bag slung haphazardly over her shoulder. She curses under her breath, knowing she’s late again for the third time that week and for the billionth time since she started dividing her attention between two plays. As she pushes open the door to the rehearsal room, she sees the cast already assembled and Ms. Parker standing at the front, addressing them. “...and as Charlotte has been so diligent and consistent in her attendance, I’m assigning her the role.” Mary Lou freezes, her eyes widening in shock. Despite their recent ‘truce’ Charlotte cannot help herself. She stands nearby with a smug, self-satisfied smile playing on her lips. “What?” Mary Lou blurts out, unable to contain her disbelief. “You’re giving my role to Charlotte?” Ms. Parker turns to her, a stern look on her face. “Mary Lou, this isn’t the first time you’ve been late or missed rehearsals. We need someone reliable for this role, and Charlotte
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Eloise pushes the shopping cart through the polished aisles of the grocery store, each step echoing softly on the tiled floor. The store is brightly lit, with wide aisles that provide a clear view of the meticulously arranged shelves, As she moves toward the bakery section, the comforting aroma of freshly baked bread and pastries wafts through the air, mingling with the faint scent of coffee brewing at the nearby café. Soft, soothing background music plays with the murmur of other shoppers discussing their purchases or catching up on their day. Eloise pauses by the dairy section, scanning the neatly arranged rows of milk, yogurt, and cheeses. As she rounds the corner near the dairy section, she nearly collides with a tall, familiar figure. "Eloise?” the man exclaims, his voice tinged with surprise and delight. Eloise looks up, her eyes widening. “Thomas! It’s been ages!” Thomas Wilson, her old boss from the magazine where she first worked as an assistant when she moved to Ne
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REJECTED BY LOVE CHAPTER NINETY EIGHT
Stanley and Eloise stand at the entrance of Emily’s grand townhouse, their hearts pounding in unison. The air is crisp with the bite of the approaching winter. Police officers surround them and their presence is a comforting assurance of safety. Before they walk forward, Eloise looks to Stanley who gives her a reassuring look. The lead detective knock gently and after a short while, the door swings open to reveal Emily. As always, she is poised and elegant in a short black dress and black heels. Her hair is blown out and light so that the wind from the outside blows them freely. In her hand is a half full glass of wine which she holds on tightly too for dear life. When she sees those before her, her eyes widen in surprise. The surprise is quickly replaced by panic. "What’s the meaning of this?" she demands, her voice dripping with disdain. "Emily Flores," one of the officers steps forward, "you are under arrest for conspiracy, harassment, and endangerment." Emily’s composed facad
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The streets of New York City are just as busy and lively as they usually are but to Stanley, they feel distant and muted. The crisp air bites at his skin, a stark reminder of the approaching winter. The sky is a heavy gray, threatening snow that hasn't yet begun to fall. The wind whistles through the tall buildings, carrying the scent of roasted chestnuts from a vendor just a few feet away and the sharp, metallic tang of cold concrete. Stanley pulls his coat tighter around himself. As he walks, his breath is visible in the cold. The city's sounds—the honking of cars, the chatter of pedestrians, the distant wail of a siren—blend into a background hum that he barely registers. His mind is elsewhere, consumed by the revelations of the past few days. He thinks about the pieces that have fallen into place, the clues that led him to understand who is responsible for the turmoil that has gripped their lives. The manipulation, the threats, the orchestrated events—all designed to destabiliz
