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Acceptance - The Conscious Awakening

Sometimes, it all narrows down to acceptance. Acceptance of your choices, and their repercussions. To heal, acceptance is important. Emotional scars hold the capacity to suffocate one to death. The invisible emotional scars... leave you desperate for help but quite rarely, they find a voice to actually step up and ask for the same. Excerpt: “Out of everything, Ayden – out of everything – this was the most hurtful thing that you could do to me. You set up a guy to woo me to see if I’ll betray you for him or not? You… you made him act that ultra-rich way, didn’t you? You think so low of me, Ayden? So low? Three years. We have been together for three freaking years and yet?” Irene’s eyes began welling up with tears but she held them back with great difficulty. “I am sorry. I know I have been a jerk in doing what I did. I accept it. I was insecure. You are,” his palm caressed her cheek, “so beautiful. You always were and I… an ugly overweight creature.” His gaze dropped to the ground. “I thought -” “We are over.” Discord server link - https://discord.gg/BeVyFuC Cover Credit - @YaoYueyi

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It Could Not Be Ilyan!

"Just a while more and we would be saying goodbye to our college. What are your plans after graduating?" Kiara initiated the conversation to see Grace and Irene being absorbed in a stiff stance after Ayden was mentioned. 

"Ah yeah, I would be looking for a job!" Irene was the first one to respond, realizing that they had gone silent for too long; Kiara must have been uncomfortable, Irene thought.

"I have already enrolled myself in a program to specialize in digital marketing," Grace revealed, surprising Irene as well.

Grace never mentioned that to her. Irene was under the impression that Grace shared everything with her. 

Irene did feel a little bad but was quick to remind herself that it was okay. Over years, she had become used to the changes. Situations. People. Bonds. Everything was bound to change.

"What about you, Kiara?" asked Irene.

"Ah… I am not too sure. My Dad is not too keen on letting me work," Kiara murmured.