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vision and keep me paralysed on a spot. I hear

d, and my mind becomes a time machine. It takes me ba

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Why don't you step down

came off. My house is a ways away. I can't get off t

her," a voice

mine. I suddenly wish they were purple in colour or yellow or just plai

ter, still los

e out of his path while he steps

I say, and

nto the bus that's about to leave. He snaps out of whatev

ree chairs forward. An unconscious pout appears on my face, and a funny feeling s

g. My saviour is still sitting down as I pass. I pout again. While

ouches before me. I see the mop of dark brown hair

d tone because he picks my bare feet and

th bare feet. There might be br

the black sports bag that's open and showing a

a minute, cinderella.

y chest in frank di

uld have brought glass sli

after picking up his bag and plac

Don't forget you owe me, Cinder.

memorable that he's the only thing I think about

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l from the moment we met, from the first smile to our first kiss. I need

e knowledge that he deceived me. My heart is on the floor, br

but I haven't moved from a spot. I've heard many voices around the house. His and

the hour. Now, it's toast and eggs I smell, but I'm not hungry. I'm just heartbroken

tears replenish and t

ll

the middle of a void, like hope. That tiny flame exists as a s

he floor next to the sofa. My heart

death. He's the only one who deci

but that doesn

shiny black Italian shoes next to my face, "If you don't ea

an. I don't know if I've read wrong, but I just know it. Fear makes me lift my

of my broken face, his concerned gaze as piercing as a lance. Maybe the waterproof makeup

r," I

brings it to my lips. I gulp it down despite my previous reluctance to accept th

of the sofa cushion. When I stand, I'm surpr

oncerned and alarmed. I point at-my

wn-" I drop, like a bag of

tch my fall

conscio

r a second, and I notice the drip line attached to the back of my hand. My head hurts. A s

and I'll

It wasn't a

Don't you have some

k in one hand. It's a model pose any girl will mentally scream for

you're bac

o scoot backwards, I would have. He knows how to int

hen you and your kind vanish from

knows? Your wish ju

name. My voice shakes in leashed anger. "I'm wa

other side of my face. My head touches the pillow before I even

nd it's like he's laughing at my sorrow. "W

fore I do something brave for humanity like

ughs

withstand anything after learning the truth about Zane, but I'm wrong. He

w Mehz

n't want to he

I want doesn't matter in the gra

ts on the armchair again, savouring the scent of his wine like he enjoys doing that more than tasting it, "A senator owed Cian big-time. I recall entering the dist

k, and when the rim moves away from his

you?" I shake my head

reason I'm

"I didn't ask to say vows to a different man while the man I love laid in

in his glass swirl. I sob, bringing my knees t

finish," he says in

ffle, still not raising my head, but like always, he gets

p to the senator's house h

ies together rush back to me. I can't escape them. It's torture to my entire being be

t it. Mehza ne

ith conviction. "Yes, I get it! But w

that. A gag rises in my throat, but I will no longer give him the satisfaction of

stablish some

out rules. I'm desperate to have my cell phone back. Tina must be worried sick a

stand next to my bed

. You will eat, drink, and be happy. There are snipers positioned 24/7 a

you want to see me nake

it, hiding from his eyes, even though I don't want to because they have

his voice is severe when responds, "

hought I'd get

use a phone again until we're bac

ng off the mental image. "But you just said you'll gi

frown. "Just when di

naive, shutting up be

pray to whatever you believe

s if he doesn't

door, looking o

her of us w