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2024-12-08 06:31:58Ariane’s POV
“Oh, absolutely! We just received some rare roses and beautiful orchids. I’m sure you’ll love them,” Rani explained while showing me some flower pots in the corner of the shop.I approached, captivated by the mesmerizing colors. Each flower has a story, and I wanted to hear them.“Rani, we need to rearrange some flower arrangements to welcome our new customers. Let’s create something special,” I said with a growing enthusiasm.“Sure, ma’am! I’ll help,” Rani replied, her excitement contagious.As we began to rearrange the flowers, beautiful memories started flowing back. I recalled the moments when Mark and I designed decorations for wedding events or when customers came in with broad smiles, taking home the bouquets we created with love.However, behind all that, there was an undeniable pain. The treatment I underwent left its mark, both physically and emotionally. Sometimes, I felt exhausted, but the spirit of returningRelated chapters
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Ariane’s POV After the wedding ceremony, I spotted a shabby, thin woman standing a bit away from the crowd. Wasn't that my mother? What happened to her? I wanted to approach her, but there was a sense of doubt and pain. She had betrayed my father when I was young. She nearly abandoned me and all the mistreatment I endured from the woman I called mother.Mark held my hand tightly. "I know this is hard for you. But maybe it's time to give your mother a chance to mend your relationship. Who knows, maybe she's changed and wants to apologize."I looked at Mark with mixed feelings. I wanted to believe that my mother could change, but what if she was just there to ask for money or take advantage of the situation?After thinking for a moment, I finally felt that I should give my mother a chance. I walked slowly towards the woman, my heart racing."Mom?" I called out hesitantly.The woman turned to me, her eyes weary and filled with regret. "
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Ariane’s POV Meanwhile, Zoya sat beside me, still looking worried. "Mom, will Grandma be okay while drawing? She looks very tired." I nodded, trying to reassure my sister. "Grandma just needs a little time to rest. Drawing can be a good way to help her feel better. We can all help." Zara had started drawing, creating her imaginary world on paper. She drew bright-colored flowers and a blue sky, occasionally glancing at her grandmother. "Grandma, look! This is the flower I made. Do you like it?" My mother smiled, although her smile seemed a bit forced. "It's very beautiful, Zara. You have an extraordinary talent. One day, you'll be a great artist." Zara beamed with pride at her grandmother's praise. "I want to draw Grandma too! Can I?" "Of course, dear. But I might not look as beautiful as those flowers," my mother replied, laughing softly. I felt warmth seeing their interaction. Altho
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Ariane’s POV My mother took my hand, gripping it tightly. "I don’t want you to feel that way. I want us to fix everything. Maybe we can start over, even though I know it won’t be easy."I nodded slowly, feeling a small hope growing in my heart. "Maybe we can try. But I need time, mom. I need time to process everything.""Time is the most valuable thing, and I will wait. As long as you are willing to talk, I will be here," she replied hopefully.We sat in silence, holding each other’s hands. In that moment, I felt that although the road ahead might be winding, there was a glimmer of hope to repair our fractured relationship."How about we start by talking? About the past, about the memories we have?" my mother suggested.I took a deep breath, trying to gather my courage. "Alright, mom. Let’s start from the beginning."And with that, that night became the beginning of our journey to rediscover one another, unraveling the tangl
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Ariane’s POV "Good morning, Mark!" I greeted my husband, who was also getting ready to leave for work. He smiled and said goodbye before stepping out with his heart full of excitement for cooking at the restaurant. Although I knew my cooking wasn't as good as his, being a skilled chef.As we all sat together at the table, we began to enjoy breakfast while joking and sharing stories. Besides strengthening our bonds, this moment also became a special time to share happiness before going about our activities."Let's pray for a smooth day today!" I said before we started eating, and my daughters nodded enthusiastically. We raised our glasses of milk, ready to start a new day.After my twin daughters, Zara and Zoya, left for school with Mark, who was also heading to the restaurant, it was just my mother and me at home. We had just cleared the dining table, and the morning atmosphere felt calm, despite a slight tension lingering in our relationship.
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Ariane’s POV We grew closer. Zara and Zoya also began to sense the change in the atmosphere at home. They were delighted to see their grandmother smile more often, and we all started creating new memories together.As we gathered for dinner, I noticed my mother smiling brightly as she listened to Zara and Zoya's funny stories. It felt like seeing a new light in her life, and I felt proud to be part of that change."Mom, thank you for trying. I know this isn't easy, but I really appreciate it," I said after dinner.My mother looked at me with shining eyes. "I also thank you. You’ve given me a chance to make things right. I promise I will keep trying," she replied.We hugged, and at that moment, I felt as if all the wounds from the past were beginning to heal. Maybe not all the problems would be resolved overnight, but we had taken the first step toward a better relationship.From that point on, we continued to strive to support and un
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Ariane’s POV As the fire was finally extinguished, we could only stand there, staring at the rubble that remained. Smoke still billowed, and the smell of burnt wood filled the air. I tried to remember all the beautiful memories we had there—family dinners, birthday celebrations, and nights spent sharing stories. All of it now felt like a distant dream.After the fire that consumed my house was put out, the atmosphere around me felt empty. Smoke still curled among the ruins, and the acrid smell stung my nose. I stood there, gazing at the remnants of a life that once was. The house was not just a structure; it was a place where many memories were etched—laughing, crying, and sharing. But now, all that remained were memories.With a heavy heart, I decided to take my twin daughters, my always-ready husband Mark, and my elderly mother to my old apartment. Although small, I felt that place would be enough for the five of us. We would make the most of the two rooms a
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Ariane’s POV "What if we create a special bouquet to remember those beautiful moments?" Rani suggested, lifting a bunch of white lilies symbolizing purity and hope.I smiled, feeling a new spirit within me. "That’s a great idea, Rani. Let’s create something beautiful."We began to arrange the flowers with love, creating a bouquet that was not only visually stunning but also rich in meaning. Each flower we chose represented a memory we wanted to preserve, and when we finished, the bouquet looked like a colorful rainbow, a symbol of hope amidst sadness.Even though the wounds in my heart were not fully healed, I began to find new strength. This flower shop was not just a place to sell flowers; it became a space to share stories, hopes, and love.Every customer who came brought their own stories, and I learned that everyone has struggles to face. In that process, I discovered that I was not alone. We all have interconnected tales, and through th
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Ariane’s POV Mark paused for a moment, looking deeply into my eyes. “You don’t need to feel that way. I love you just as you are. If something is wrong, we can face it together.”His words warmed my heart, but doubts still clouded my mind. “But what if I can’t meet your expectations? What if I can’t be a good wife?”Mark took my hand, holding it tightly. “We are a team. We complement each other. Never feel alone in this. We can get through anything together.”Tears welled up in my eyes. “I just want us to be closer, Mark. I want us to share everything, not just the good things.”He nodded, his face serious. “I promise to try harder. We can set aside time to talk more often, to listen to each other. I don’t want you to feel alone.”We talked late into the night, sharing stories and feelings that had long been buried. Slowly, the walls between us began to crumble. I felt lighter, as if a weight had been lifted from my shoulders.
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Ariane’s POVI chose to follow both of them, feeling the excitement around us. The sounds of footsteps, laughter from children, and soft music from a nearby café added to the atmosphere. Every corner of the mall seemed to offer something interesting. We paused briefly in front of a food stand, where the spicy and sweet aromas of street food enticed our appetites."How about we try some snacks after this?" I suggested, hoping to satisfy my hunger. Zara and Zoya nodded in agreement, our exploratory spirit growing stronger. We continued this little adventure with high curiosity, ready to find a restaurant that could satisfy our bellies and provide us with unforgettable experiences.After a while, Zara emerged from the bookstore with two novels in her hands. "Mom, this is the book I was looking for!" she exclaimed with a wide smile. I was thrilled to see her so excited. Meanwhile, Zoya appeared from the clothing store with several dresses she had tried on. "Mom, lo
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Ariane’s POVTime truly flies. It feels like just yesterday I was carrying Zara and Zoya as toddlers, and now they are entering their vibrant teenage years. At 15, my twin daughters have grown into beautiful girls with unique personalities. Zara, always cheerful and full of energy, often becomes the center of attention. Meanwhile, Zoya, who is quieter and more introspective, has a charm of her own that makes many want to get to know her better.As we sat together in the living room, Zara suddenly broke the silence. "Mom, there's a boy who's been approaching me," she said, her face flushing red. I could see how nervous she was, but there was also a sparkle of happiness in her eyes. "He's nice, but I'm confused, Mom. What should I do?"I smiled, feeling proud yet worried. "Zara, you don't have to rush. Try to get to know him better. The most important thing is that you feel comfortable and safe with him," I replied, recalling my own teenage years.Zara n
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Ariane’s POV We immediately began planning every detail. Rani took out her phone and started recording our voices, while Mark and I prepared the tools we would need. We knew our time was limited. The full moon would reach its peak in a few hours, and we had to be ready.As the night grew late, we moved toward the location we had chosen. It was an open field surrounded by tall trees. From there, we could see the full moon clearly, and Leon would not be able to hide from its light.When we arrived at the field, the atmosphere felt tense. Rani set her phone on one side, while Mark and I prepared on the other. We waited with bated breath, hoping our plan would succeed.Not long after, we heard heavy footsteps approaching. Leon emerged from behind the trees, his large and intimidating figure. His sharp eyes fixed on us, and I felt fear envelop me. But I knew we couldn't back down now."Now!" Mark shouted, and Rani immediately played the recording
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Ariane’s POV Mark paused for a moment, looking at me with eyes full of determination. "We will prepare. We have strength and support from our pack members. We will not let Leon take over."Hearing his words made me feel a little calmer. However, the fear of what might happen in the future couldn’t fully dissipate. Leon was a cunning enemy, and I knew he wouldn’t hesitate to use any means to achieve his goals.The following days were filled with preparations. Mark and I worked together with the other pack members to strengthen our defenses. We held regular meetings, discussing strategies and how to face Leon if he returned. Every night, I stayed awake, listening for sounds outside, hoping no one would approach.When the full moon shone brightly, I felt tension in the air. Mark and I stood on a hilltop, watching our territory. "I can feel something," I said, my voice shaking. "It seems he’s getting close."Mark nodded, his face serious. "We nee
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Ariane’s POVEvery attack Mark launched felt like lightning striking, while Leon skillfully dodged and countered with swift strikes. However, as time passed, Mark began to take control. He unleashed all his abilities, exploiting every opening. The shouts of the onlookers watching the fight intensified the spirit of both fighters.When Mark managed to knock Leon down for the first time, cheers erupted around us. But Leon didn’t give up. He got back up, even though he was weary. "I won’t surrender!" he shouted, challenging Mark to continue the fight.Mark, feeling the pressure from Leon’s fighting spirit, caught his breath. He knew this wasn’t just about physical strength, but also about mental resilience. With a swift movement, he launched an attack that sent Leon reeling. In an instant, Mark seized the moment and delivered a final blow that brought Leon crashing to the ground.Leon lay sprawled, his face showing pain and defeat. "This isn’t over," he s
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Ariane’s POVThey resembled wolves but had human bodies. “Let me go!” I cried, but unfortunately, they didn’t listen and took me to prison. How shocked I was to find that it was Leon, my ex-husband, who had done all this to me. Mark, my husband, would certainly be worried about me right now.I woke up in darkness, the cold walls surrounding me sending chills down my spine. The rumbling sounds outside my cell reminded me of my father, the late King Alpha. The memory of our last meeting was still fresh in my mind, when he hugged me and promised to always protect me. But now he was gone, and I was trapped in a worse situation.“Leon,” I whispered, the name of my former husband who had now become an enemy. He was someone I once loved, but now he was the traitor who had betrayed my family. Why was he doing this? Why had he brought me here?I tried to struggle, but the bindings on my hands were too tight. Footsteps approached, and the cell door creaked open.
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Ariane’s POVWith every word Leon spoke, my wolf spirit trembled, feeling the call to action. I knew this was the time to rise, to honor my father, and to protect our clan. I didn’t tell Mark because he probably wouldn’t allow me to go.Leon and I walked along the path to the clan meeting place. Along the way, I felt something larger waiting for us. Darkness lurking, a threat yet to be revealed.When we arrived at the meeting place, familiar faces looked at us anxiously. They all felt the same loss, but among them, I could sense a looming fear.“Everyone,” I began, my voice trembling but filled with determination. “My father, King Alpha, has passed away. We must unite to face the threats ahead. We cannot let his death be in vain.”The atmosphere fell silent for a moment before voices began to buzz. Some clan members expressed their grief, while others started discussing the steps that needed to be taken.Leon stood beside me, providin
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Ariane’s POV Mark paused for a moment, looking deeply into my eyes. “You don’t need to feel that way. I love you just as you are. If something is wrong, we can face it together.”His words warmed my heart, but doubts still clouded my mind. “But what if I can’t meet your expectations? What if I can’t be a good wife?”Mark took my hand, holding it tightly. “We are a team. We complement each other. Never feel alone in this. We can get through anything together.”Tears welled up in my eyes. “I just want us to be closer, Mark. I want us to share everything, not just the good things.”He nodded, his face serious. “I promise to try harder. We can set aside time to talk more often, to listen to each other. I don’t want you to feel alone.”We talked late into the night, sharing stories and feelings that had long been buried. Slowly, the walls between us began to crumble. I felt lighter, as if a weight had been lifted from my shoulders.
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Ariane’s POV "What if we create a special bouquet to remember those beautiful moments?" Rani suggested, lifting a bunch of white lilies symbolizing purity and hope.I smiled, feeling a new spirit within me. "That’s a great idea, Rani. Let’s create something beautiful."We began to arrange the flowers with love, creating a bouquet that was not only visually stunning but also rich in meaning. Each flower we chose represented a memory we wanted to preserve, and when we finished, the bouquet looked like a colorful rainbow, a symbol of hope amidst sadness.Even though the wounds in my heart were not fully healed, I began to find new strength. This flower shop was not just a place to sell flowers; it became a space to share stories, hopes, and love.Every customer who came brought their own stories, and I learned that everyone has struggles to face. In that process, I discovered that I was not alone. We all have interconnected tales, and through th
