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161. The man of life
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2023-09-01 13:10:03
UHASAHello readers, Did you get butterflies too?
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Ema's POV -My heart races as Michael's strong arms cradle me in a bridal carry, carrying me towards the bedroom. The anticipation in the air fuels the heat building between us, and my breath catches as he gently lowers me onto the bed. Our kisses are electric, igniting a passionate fire that has long smoldered between us. His lips find mine, trailing a burning path from my mouth to my neck, igniting my skin with each touch. My heaving chest is showing my excitement and longing.The intensity of our connection is electrifying, but then something shifts. As Michael gets on his knees between my legs and spreads them apart, his gaze transforms into something sinister, a wolfish glare that sends shivers down my spine. His eyes, once filled with desire, are now filled with a burning hatred that pierces right through me."So, it was you," he hisses, his voice dripping with venom. "All of it was a trap."Fear claws at my throat, rendering me speechless. I struggle to grasp the meaning behind
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Michael's POV -We sat there, a trio of worry etched into our faces, waiting outside the hospital cabin. My anxiety is palpable; I keep fidgeting with my hands, glancing at my phone as if time is passing too slowly.Then, like a breath of fresh air in this tense atmosphere, Abigail appears. My heart skips a beat as she runs toward us. She envelops Chloe in a tight hug and asks the question that has been haunting all our minds."Chloe, how's Mr. Pattinson doing?" Abigail inquires, her voice laced with genuine concern.Chloe, her eyes reflecting relief and exhaustion, gives Abigail a reassuring smile. "He's stable now, Abigail. The doctor says he'll need to stay for a few days, though."Jack, who has been silently observing the scene, adds, "It's a relief. He gave us quite a scare."The doctor emerges from the cabin, a briefcase in hand, and approaches us. "I understand you're concerned about Mr. Pattinson. He's stable now, as I mentioned earlier. We've conducted some tests, and it appe
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Michael's POV -Five days have passed since Dad's discharge from the hospital. During those days, I had the chance to see Abigail when she visited him. Each fleeting moment with her was like a bittersweet taste of the past, a reminder of what I had lost. Now, those moments would be gone, and I couldn't bring myself to reach out to her.After dinner, I find myself drawn to Abigail's study table, surrounded by all the things she loves. I had kept her favorite items here for all these months, a silent tribute to the love I had allowed to slip away. I touch each item with a mixture of love and regret as if by doing so, I can somehow turn back time.Unable to sign the divorce papers, I open a drawer and discover a collection of diaries, each one engraved with a number, from 1 to 9. Abigail's diaries, I assume. It feels wrong to invade her privacy, but a longing to understand her more fully overcomes me.The diary opens to a page when she was just eight years old. Her words paint a picture o
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Michael's POV -As I wait a little distance away from William's home, I can feel my heart pounding with anticipation. The driver has given me the signal, and now I'm just waiting for the green light to proceed. "I'm coming, Abby," I whisper under my breath. "And it's a promise to you that you'll be free from that contract soon. Whether you forgive me or not, I won't let you suffer for my mistakes."A message pops up on my phone, interrupting my thoughts. 'Sir, it's time to come to the gate. And did you wear a white shirt and black pants?' I respond with a quick affirmative, 'Yes, I am coming,' before making my way towards the entrance.The driver greets me with a faint smile. "Sir, you should wear a more ordinary attire. You look too expensive to be just a staff member."I grimace, realizing that my extravagant outfit might draw unwanted attention. "Will they recognize me?"The driver shrugs. "Maybe not." With that, we begin our approach. He hands me an ID card, which I hang around my
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Tuberose 189. Not the victim anymore
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Tuberose 188. Darkest memory
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Tuberose 187. The Last Chance
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