Dharvey embraced herself, knowing that sooner or later, she is about to cry. Since she is alone in one of the places she finds comfort the most, she allowed herself to be vulnerable.
To Dharvey, she read on the internet quotes that Angela Abraham shared in descriptionari.com about sadness.
The lines that Dharvey read from her hit like home, making her save the quotes in her notepad of favorite quotes for her to read every now and then whenever she wanted to.
Dharvey couldn't count in her hand how many times she opened her notepad of quotes. She did it again while the music in her phone played, her eyes scanning to Angela Abraham's quotes about sadness.
"As the sadness comes you must love yourself as a good friend, treat yourself as a person you love, for then you will make it and the tough road will have been worth travelling with bare soles."
"Sadness comes as a painful cleanse. It is a chance to detox and reassess what is helping and what is hurting, a chance to make new choices and inform others that I have boundaries, needs and vulnerabilities."
"Let the sadness out or it'll poison you; such open-heart surgery without anesthetic takes real bravery. Do it though. I'll be waiting for you to finish with a glass of water."
"The sadness drained through me rather than skating over my skin. It travelled through every cell to reach the ground. I filtered it yet strangely enough, I kept what was pure and it was the dirt that left."
All of the aforementioned quotes were from Angela Abraham that Dharvey liked and copy pasted it in her notepad for her to read from time to time when she wanted to.
In all of her quotes, however, stood one quote at the very end. It was still from Angela Abraham, one of Dharvey's most favorite when it comes to a quote about sadness.  
"One must remove a bullet from a wound and one must let sadness come out, it hurts like hell because it is."
That specific quote from Angela hit her. The first time she read it, she couldn't help but read it over and over again.
Every time she felt down, she couldn't help but read the quote. The last time she did read the quote was before she met Arlo and the others when she was in a depressive state.
Now that she is left alone again and that her friends were gone in an instant, she couldn't help but open it again after a year of not opening it for a very long time.
To Dharvey, it's true—what Angela said about sadness. One must let sadness come out like a bullet from a wound. It hurts like hell, but it is.
Dharvey knew too well of how one would feel if he or she continued to bottle his or her feelings. If it is kept inside for too long, who knows how it will snap the person.
She did that for how many years since she was a child until now that she is a young adult. Before she met Arlo, it was the moment when she was about to commit suicide from the school's rooftop that she felt that she had enough of everything.
With the events that had transpired a while ago, Dharvey didn't even need to bottle everything in before she felt enough of her life again.
It happened all of a sudden—something that she didn't expect because of her own selfishness clouding her judgments.
It was a ripple effect affecting everything that she had in life.
Like a bubble, it suddenly popped to nothingness, leaving nothing behind but little droplets of liquid that represented all she had left.
Just herself.
Dharvey suddenly felt a sudden surge of adrenaline rush in her body. As she leaned her body out of the window, she wanted so much to jump even though it was only a one-storey house.
Instead, she just shouted at the top of her lungs, surprising some birds and other creatures at the back of their house. 
She then started laughing as she hung her head low, shaking her head at the same time to make her long hair hang loose outside the window.
"Fuck my liiiiiiiife!"
Dharvey shouted once more, some tears escaping from the corner of her eyes as she tried her best to control herself not to cry uncontrollably.
At the same moment, Ava silently appeared in Dharvey's house. It was easier for her to visit the place since she saw how Frey and the others came to visit her house when she and Levin pried into her memories.
Sighing at the sight of Dharvey as if she was about to lose her mind, the demoness, Ava, crossed her arms in front of her chest and cleared her throat, slightly surprising Dharvey as she instinctively turned her body to look at her uninvited visitor.
"Oh!"
Dharvey blinked her eyes a few times, a foolish smile appearing on her face as she spoke, no longer caring what she was about to say.
"Who's going to visit next? The other angels?"
Ava shook her head, knowing that Dharvey didn't care what she was talking about because she already knew what else is there to lose when she already lost everything?
Her friends, and the person she loves.
Taking a few steps in, Ava approached Dharvey, the Cambion, laughing as she sat on the floor, looking up at Ava as she didn't know why she visited her in the first place.
"What? Angeal came home and told everyone about what happened? You came here to punish me, is that it?"
Ava didn't say a single word. She knew that Dharvey is already in the brink of a depressive state, not wanting to egg her in further since it would only make things worse for her.
Instead, she just knelt in front of her, reaching out her hand towards Dharvey. 
The Cambion, confused, just cocked her head to the side in wonder as she arched a brow at her, wondering why Ava acted this way towards her.
Ava then gave her a small smile. She spoke, making Dharvey vulnerable again as what Ava said poked her heart, exposing Dharvey's emotions.
"If no one else would be willing to listen, then I would without judgments."


"Devin, do you love me?"

Hearing her question that had snapped him out of his thoughts, the Soul Eater opened his eyes slowly to meet her blue eyes once more. He smiled foolishly as his right hand reached out to her face, his thumb caressing her bottom lip.

"Is that a question you dare ask your husband?"

Angeal pouted like a child. 

"Tell me you love me... or I’ll cry."

Devin chuckled, making Angeal pout more as she narrowed her eyes at him. When Devin ceased his jovial laughter, he didn’t answer her question. Instead, he bent down as he pulled her closer to him, his lips smoothly landing on hers to give her a loving kiss. 

’I love you, Angeal. Before I even knew it, my heart yearned for you.’

~

Punished by the Almighty Seraphim, Devin was branded a fallen angel and was given a curse to become a Soul Eater—a being who is hungry for souls and feeds on them for sustenance.

Devin was bound on earth, looking for clues on how to cure his irrevocable curse until a desperate old man saw the Soul Eater and begged him to save his newborn granddaughter’s life.

However... it comes with the price of selling both of their souls. 

With the old man giving both of their lives to the Soul Eater, what path lies ahead for Angeal as she grows in a house full of magical immortals?

~

The Almighty Seraphim sighed, shaking herself from her thoughts. She then spoke, planting more curiosity in the mind of the Dominion who was watching over the Soul Eater. 

"Continue watching over them. She is his cure, but it will lead her to oblivion.”

~

With the Soul Eater cursed and with them eventually knowing that the sweet innocent girl he saved is the cure, will their relationship be a boon or a bane?

Will they perhaps have sweet love, forbidden love... or maybe even both?

With the given thoughts at hand, will fate bless their lives... or curse them even more?

Let us know the answers to these questions as we unravel the story of Angeal being the Soul Eater’s Possession.

~

[WARNING: Some chapters may contain mature R-18 content.]

[FYI: This book is also a SLOW BURN romance. If you don’t appreciate slow burns, feel free to take a chance on this book if you want to. *wink*]

Volume 1: Nunc Domum
When the Soul Eater, Devin, and his personal servant, Ivar, found no clues about the curse, they finally went home after 18 years. However, when the two arrived in the mansion, Devin's curse suddenly went amok when he met the human girl, Angeal. What could be the girl's involvement in his curse?

Volume 2: Est Ignotum
As the immortals and the mortals spent their days with each other, they are more confused than ever with not only with the feelings they have for a certain person, but also with their background, with their loyalty, and with what lies ahead. To them, there are a lot of things that are unknown...

Volume 3: Actio Culmen Cadentia
The peak of their lives had finally arrived as secrets and revelations, stirring their judgments and what they believe in. As they all go on with their lives, what will they decide for others, and of course, for themselves?

Volume 4: Et Requiem
With all the events that had transpired, each one of them had started to question one's judgment and decisions. Now that these actions had been falling, what will Devin, Angeal, and everyone do to face what's ahead of them?

Volume 5: Insidiamini Torquet
Everyone's lives are now practically caught in series of unexpected twists and turns. As they are to face the challenges that are thrown at them, what would everyone do as everyone is in it for a shocking revelation about their fate? Will they fight for friendship, freedom, or for love?

~

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❤❤Theme Song of this chapter❤❤

       ❤ Homesick by Dua Lipa❤

        **Fav Quotes from this song**

         - It's a bittersweet feeling
         - Longing and I'm leaving 
         - I go, I go, I go
         - But I wish, I was there with you❤
         

Envy roared angrily and said, 

" Because I only love you, Sam!!!! 

Why can't you see that?? 

You know, I am feeling like hell, Sam!!! 

Because of your so called big sister Selena, you don't trust in love!!! 

It was her mistake!!  
Why she had to go with him that night!! 

Whatever happened!!! 

What's my fault in..... "

Envy covered her mouth with her hands suddenly.. 

She shouldn't have said that !!! 

She shouldn't have said that!!! 

Sam was silent all the time, like his whole body became paralyzed for a moment and spoke in low voice, 

" Leave!!!! "

Envy tried to explain hurriedly, 

" Sam, I didn't mean to say it!! 

Please!! 

I am..... "

Before she finished, 

Sam said loudly, 

" I said, Leave, Envy!!! 

Leave me alone!!! "

Envy didn't argue back and left the castle silently. 

Sam got up from his chair, 

standing infront of the window, 
he said with a painful voice, 

" Sister!!!! 

Why did you leave us!!! 

Why you had to go through so much painful incident!!! 

Why!!! 

You know, you know sis!!! 
It's killing me everyday!! 

Inspite of being a lord, 
I couldn't even protect my own sister. 

I really miss you!! 

Nobody argue with me now like you used to!! 

Nobody dares!!! 

But now, I can feel that how much I miss you!! 

Trust me!! 

I won't scold you again!! 

won't!!! 

Promise!!! 

Just come back to us please!! 

We will always miss you, sis!!! 

Always!!!! "

 After saying these, he closed his eyes slowly. 

A cold breeze passed through his face. 
Like it was healing his deep hidden pain inside his heart!!! 

On the other side, 
Royal Mother and Elsa were in Royal Mother's bedroom. 

Royal Mother took out a brown colored box from her locker. 
She was kept this box so safely like it was her precious treasure. 

As giving it to Elsa, she said, 

" Open it, dear. "

Elsa was a bit confused and opened the box slowly. 

She saw a blue heart-shaped diamond pendent. 

She said confusedly,
 
" Mom, this... "

Royal Mother replied with a pale face, 

" It belongs to my elder daughter, Selena.

Once he told Sam, she wanted a pendent like the Titanic movie's Rose had.
She was too childish!! 

 So Sam gifted her on her last birthday. 
 She is no more now. 

So I want to give it to you, Elsa. 
Please wear it always. 
I will be really happy, Elsa. "

Elsa's heart became heavy after hearing this. 
Her eyes became red with tears, 

she just said emotionally, 
" Am I really deserve this, Mom?? "


  ******  To be continued ******

Teng Man Rui visited the Chen dream house upon the invitation of the madame. She obliged, thinking that it would probably be for the last time.
"It seems that you've made up your mind." Xue Jinxu observed how steadfast her friend's resolution appeared. 
"Mhmm… Yes." Teng Man Rui answered, smiling sincerely.
After their long, painful misunderstanding, the two best friends Xue Jinxu and Teng Man Rui slowly mended their friendship. It required hard work, but the two were willing to undergo the necessary process.
No matter how awkward it was, they began alternately contributing to the emotional bank that their friendship needed for it to grow and flourish to its old glory.
Teng Man Rui started by sending baskets of freshly picked fruits to Xue Jinxu's house. At first, Xue Jinxu thought that Chen Linyun bought it, but the man denied it.
"No, I hadn't been to the market lately." The husband denied and refused to take on the credit that wasn't his.
Then, one time while he visited the pregnant twin, Xue Minhe mentioned in passing some suggestions for classes which soon-to-be parents could optimize. Some included labor rehearsals, and everything to know about pregnancy. Xue Minhe even came with a complete list.
The list made Xue Jinxu instantly suspicious. How would her twin brother know so much about it? 
"Did you research it all by yourself?" Xue Jinxu narrowed her eyes at her brother, a hint of a mischievous smirk was on her lips.
The twin brother, not wanting to lie to his only sister, reluctantly retorted, "Some months ago, my ex-wife and I prepared this list. I thought it would be more of a waste to keep it to myself and cling to it, or just throw it, when it can be beneficial to you."
"Ahhh… Great explanation, Ge-ge. I see." Eyebrows raised, she nodded, unconvinced. She laughed heartily after her statement.
Xue Jinxu did not lack on her end as well.
To prove that she's open for reconciliation, Xue Jinxu often sent text messages of good, inspiring quotes to Teng Man Rui. The lady thought that it was such a perfect idea to reconnect because sending those quotes would not require a response at all.
She continued to do it without expecting a response in return, but Teng Man Rui would almost always respond with a smiley or a simple thanks.
Those modest actions kept the ball rolling.
Until one day, Xue Jinxu stopped all the pretense and circuitous act. She straightforwardly invited her best friend to her house. With her personality, she would rather proactively confront her friend no matter what the consequences are. However, she had hoped for their encounter to turn out well.
Teng Man Rui obliged, "Okay, there's something I want to tell you as well. It would be better to meet up in person."
And so, they met. It was during the second week of September.
"Autumn is almost here." Xue Jinxu started tentatively.
The maids served some fruit juice and bread. The two friends started to warm up with each other. They exchanged some more small talks and pleasantries.
After all the trivialities, Teng Man Rui finally broke her news to her. "En. As the seasons change, I plan to start anew too."
"That's great, Xiao Rui." Xue Jinxu timidly agreed without pressing too much. However, her curiosity was beyond the roof.
"I've been undergoing therapy lately. You know… To… To cope up with the harrowing events that happened to me recently." She paused, took a breather, and smiled. The topic was all too sensitive for her. It took her to muster her courage to talk about it to anyone openly.
Then, she continued, "My therapist advised me to start afresh and try something new – something that is not part of my daily routine before."
"That's what exactly I would be doing. Actually, I'm excited about it! Hehehe." Her eyes formed small arches as her façade was engulfed with enthusiasm.
Teng Man Rui relayed some more of her optimistic plans to Xue Jinxu, the latter attentively listening and only butting in with 'Ahhh' and 'I see' and 'sounds good'.
During their conversation, Xue Jinxu had been feeling some sort of pain in her belly, but she shrugged it off thinking that it's tolerable and even short-lived. She kept silent about it with a plastered smile on her attentive-looking face so that it would not disrupt the jovial atmosphere they were enjoying.
As Teng Man Rui ended relaying her plans, the two best of friends talked about their childhood and the happy memories they spent during their teens.
They both sighed contentedly, both with the awareness that after a few years they would find themselves in a situation wherein they wouldn't be able to fathom how fate would play tricks on them. Their young selves would never have imagined – no matter how creative they were – all the possibilities of how real life has just unfolded for both of them.
Regardless of how painful their experiences were, here they were, still friends, enduring, emerging triumphant no matter what storm they had to go through. Their friendship is strong and resilient, too. 
True love proves to be everywhere, not just between family members but with friends, too. 
Perhaps, there would come a time in the future when they would be able to laugh off all their silliness and foolishness and all the painful memories of the present time, looking back.
---
Teng Man Rui eventually left. They bid their farewells, and a promise of a reunion in the future no one knows exactly when.
The lady exchanges their well-wishes for the lives they chose, and prayers for good health and prosperity.
As soon as Teng Man Rui left, the pain in Xue Jinxu's abdomen grew stronger. Her knees wobbled, and she proactively leaned on the doorway to support herself. She stayed there for a good while since she's not quite sure if she could reach the couch safely on her own.
Her forehead and back started to sweat profusely now. Grabbing the doorway's post tightly, she attempted to shout for help.
The maids heard her and went swiftly to her rescue. They supported her by the elbows and back and towed her slowly towards the couch.
She panted heavily as she requested for her mobile phone. The maids around her searched for it vigorously and passed it on to her as soon as they found it.
She was able to send two messages successfully before she passed out.


-----
 “Alright.”
“I better go now. I’ll be fine on my own now.” She grinned again while fixing her hair, tucking it neatly under the cap and turning up the hood to cover half of her face. Her guise was complete. She knew that she would pass as a boy with her current look. So she uncaringly opened the door. With one last smile she thanked him again and left.
Just like that.
Chen Linyun’s peace and quiet has been perturbed.
‘Take responsibility, somehow.’ He said in his mind, to the girl who just left, eyes glimmering.
He gazed darkly at her fading silhouette but did not do anything anyway.
-----

Chen Linyun had spent the night together in a dorm room with a drunken girl he had mistaken for a boy when he was still eighteen years old during his sophomore year in the university. Little did he know this short encounter will leave a mark in him, unable to let go of this woman who disappeared after that night. He was head-over-heels and had vowed to search for her in every part of the earth.

Five years later, they met again, but the woman he once knew wasn't the same as she was before. Just after a few years, she became a domineering leader of her own empire.

With his own charm, his adventure to chase the girl and convince her of his love starts in this story. 

It's a reverse role that the MC is a bit soft and domesticated but smart, while the FC is the strong-willed one - playful and teasing.


Excerpt 2:
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“Deal.”
Chen Linyun stood up. “One more thing.” He grabbed her hand that was resting on the table. He gently guided it for her to stand up. She followed her lead and stood up, confused.
The next thing she knew, she was enveloped in his warm embrace. “I missed you.”
She blushed. She tried to push him away. 
His left hand was cradling the back of her head while his right hand secured her lower back. She was held tightly in his embrace.
“Just a little longer.”
She was helpless. “I’ll sue you for harassment.”
“You wouldn’t do that.” He finally released her and stared at her blushing face.
 “This time I won’t leave your side.”
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Fancy seeing you there. Are you good? Do you feel happy? Actually, I'm in a good mood and I wanted to share it with the world. Even through was I'm about to might not be so happy, I can say I'm confident that it'll be something you need to see. 
Do you know what to do with your life? Do you know what you want to become and the activity that, supposedly, you are going to do the rest of your life? To be really honest, I don't really know. I don't have a big plan, I just have back-up plans, in case the first one drops and I need to earn money for my living. I've had many dreams as a child, including the most basic one, a doctor. I wanted to be a singer, a dancer, an interior design specialist, a doctor and an army woman. And a fashion stylist. I guess I aimed the army part, but in a different kind of way. (adorable m.c. for youth- fanbase of the seven angels). But right now, I don't have any special dream. Or should I say I have too many? I got into an economics high school, but I'm quite sure about it right now. Overlooking the fact that  I have a teacher that makes me hate myself, you must guess how I feel about the whole subject. I was also helped by the little old man, who said it was good for me here, and in that moment I thought about the money I could make. Before you begin about not working for money, I need to explain it to you that before you do something you like, you must survive. And in order to survive, you need, sometimes, more money than the rest of the world. 
And of course, there is something I cannot stand. If I do a thing every single day, I might grow to have it. And I don't want something which I like doing to evolve into something I despite. And likewise, something I need to do every day might turn into something I like doing. And this really confuses me. 
I know there is a certain age when we must do this thinking and found what we want to do in the future, but the only thing I realise now is that most people aren't even thinking in the first place. The educational system and some requirements from the society are absolutely insane. How can I know what I want to do for the rest of life, when all you do for me is making it hard to live? I wonder how many people must suicide until other people realise that what they are doing is wrong. 
I can still stick to economics. I'm particularly in international economic relations, I think it translates, because I feel like my path with english is still going strong, and I hold a liking to other languages as well, and I'd like to learn as more as I can. My personalities are having a meeting right now, wondering whether to tell you or not the other dreams I've had. Hmm, I'll keep silent. It is a speciality of mine to move in silence. :)) 
But other people will ask "If you want a career in finance, what are doing here writing?". I DIDN'T THINK I WOULD DO IT WHEN I CHOSE MY HIGH SCHOOL. I might have liked writing my own thoughts as a dairy, but to think I would be this open and adventure on this journey? Never. To tell you the truth, I don't necessary write just this one book. I "side-write", if you'd like, some quotes, verses, poems and other things. You cannot predict what I'm going to do next because these are spountaneus. For example, something I've written the past days, and has stick to me, as a epiphany.(= sudden realization of something): 
"My life is made out of words. Words everywhere. Paper and pens everywhere. I'm not a silent being, nor an unexpressive one. I am loud and I need to create. I need to become words." 
People who don't feel the same might not fully understand the meaning, but these past days I've experienced the feeling of epiphany quite a lot, and I've come to this conclusion. I'm a person who hates small talk. I prefer talking about the need to love yourself and how I want to believe in reincarnation, rather to hear you gossip about every living being. You know, if you are going to gossip stay away. I've had a clear structure when I started writing this, but now I'll just improvise. Ah me and my memory. 
As I said in the previous chapter, you must follow your dreams. We don't know why we are placed here, on this earth, and we are not going to know for sure unless God decides to open the sky and yell at us what to do. Which is most likely improbable. So we can at least do what we want in this lifetime. The past cannot return, and the future is far away. But we still have the present. So after you finish this chapter, whatever hour there might be, get up and show your future self that you care. 
"It doesn't matter who you used to be; what matters is who you decide to be today. You are not your mistakes. You are not your past. You are not your wounds. You can decide differently today and at every moment. Remember that. You are offered a new opportunity with each breath to think, choose, decide and act differently in a way that supports you in being all that you are capable of being. You are not less than. You are enough." I saw this online and it made me think a lot. A lot of people, including myself, are just talk sometimes. They say they are going to do great things, but actions aren't being taken. So use this as a reminder to get your fat lazy ass up and start working towards the future that you want. Not your country, not you parents. Think for yourself and don't be someone else's pawn in the game of life. 
In order to achieve our dreams, we must evolve. Physically, we evolve as time passes. But the mental effort can only be made if you wish for it. If you truly welcome it and accept all the consequences. You might lose some friends. But a friend that isn't happy for your success is really your friend? Some people are staying because they want a friend. And some want a companion. A temporary entertaiment tool. Learn to differentiate between them and keep your life simple. The only drama you need is a kdrama. 
I don't know how the life will go, and what the future holds. But I promised myself that no matter how successful I am, since I want to be, I'll stay loyal. To those who also stayed the same, of course. "The only people you need in your life are the ones who need you in theirs, even if you have nothing else to offer than yourself". I think about this a lot, because sometimes people love you just because you love them. Read that again. Some people love you just because you love them. And by this I mean the friends who are not there when you need them, only when they need you. Of course, in life not everyone is going to like or love you. And that's ok. You only need a handful of people who have decided to stay. Or, at least, a person. That's why I shout out to all people who intend to stay. "Stay by my side, for eternity, stay". I'm not begging you, I'm not forcing you. I'm asking you, as an equal human being. And if you don't want to stay, that's fine too. I already made a whole scene about me being able to survive without anyone. It will be painful. Because it's a change. "Change is painful, but nothing is as painful as staying stuck somewhere you don't belong". That's why I'm not forcing anyone. I'll learn to live without you, because I owe it to myself. I owe to myself the love that I freely have given you.
I also realised that we will continously find things that hurt us and that will move on from them. And after that we will find other things. And they will hurt us as well.Because I like saying that everything in this world is a double-edged sword. But eventually we will move on from those, too. "We just need things to move on from daily. I will move on and I'm ready to find other things to move on from. I'm ready to suffer in any way possible for my own evolution.". Does it seem written by me? Not sure, maybe I've made a mistake there. But this endless suffering seems to be in our favor. If our lives were as easy as a feather would we still strive to be better? Still fight for the best?  I don't think so. If you ask someone who is about to die if all of they hardships were worth it, comparing it with their accumulated blessing, they would most likely say yes. For a flower to bloom, it should go through harsh winds and rains. Hope that explains everything. 
And while we chase our dreams, we can win as easy as we can fail. But we msut remember to pick ourselves up and not to blame ourselves too much. We are just evolving. So, in the process of dreaming, we must love ourselves. Love yourself, because that's who you'll be spending the rest of your life with. I really can't say for sure if I'm loving myself or just pretending to, but I'll take both. They both go to the same result because you can fake it until you make it. But I can say it's a difference between the first chapter of this book, and this chapter. Although the goal was the same all the time, in the beginning it was like one that I'm going to chase all of my life, and be able to experience it's sweetness only a couple of days, then die. But now it seems more practical and more acheivable. I'm even more determinded to work harder towards everything I wish for, and I hope that with this book it'll take a material form. I want to stop being all talk and to do all the thing I plan on doing. I believe I've already started going into that direction, but I want to be even more intense. I want to crash the laziness out of me. I want to work everyday, and to spend time with people who stay. I'm going to get the hell busy, and I'm going to see if there is someone against my evolution and my journey. My dreams, I'm going to make them into reality. And I'm going to get the best of me. So, if you don't like that, I advise you to go. Not out of my book, but out of my life. I need people who want to grow with me. I need mutual people and I don't need much. You must think I'm crazy, right? Sorry if I make you uncomfortable, I can't please everyone, so I'll be that bitch. I'm crazy for myself and I'm crazy enough to succeed because I think I can. 
Hope you didn't forget to do the exercise, even if I don't do it every chapter. But as during this chapter I felt savage, confident and ruthless, the gratefulness part must be as well. I'm grateful for my great brain, for the whole epiphany thing, and for growing addicted to quotes and Jessi's songs. The woman is confident as fuck. I'm grateful that I've started taking action. I'm just getting started.

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Sheldon was singing his heart out and we could understand the pain in his heart. I was not sure what caused me to feel like the song was more painful and he was trying to void his pain through the song.
The concert was about to end. I really didn't have any idea how I managed to stand there for more than 1 hour. But all I knew was already I had fallen for the man who sang without any knowledge about me and without knowing the existence of Asta William in the world. I just wanted my destiny to take me there and make me stand in front of Sheldon. I knew it was impossible and I knew Sheldon never ever got to know about Asta. 
We were almost ready to leave from the concert and it was already 8 in the evening. When we were about to leave from the concert, a boy came running towards our car and asked Emma to come with him. We were not sure what was happening and when we were going with that boy, suddenly Sheldon came in front of us and wished Emma. That was the first time I met Sheldon very close and at that moment I felt like I was trapped by Sheldon and kept in his heart. No I was not trapped. The fact was that my heart was trapped and kept in Sheldon's hand. That moment I became a Slave to Sheldon. 
I did not know why Sheldon wished Emma. I didn't know what relationship they both had. But I should thank Emma for getting opportunity to meet Sheldon very close. 
Emma introduced us to Sheldon. When she said she and Sheldon were schoolmates and best friends, I was bit jealous towards Emma. And yeah bit angry too for not introducing him before only.
Then we had a small get together with Sheldon's musical band and we celebrated Emma's birthday there and left the place. When I reached home, my mom and dad were waiting for me to come and have dinner with them. They knew my mini squad well. They were not at all worried, whenever i was with the 3 girls. 
When they called me for dinner, I was not hungry and i did not want to have my dinner too. So I just went directly to my room and started writing my diary. My diary was my world. It had all my secrets and yeah I did not want anyone to touch it. I filled my diary with so many happiest and saddest memories. But that day incident what I was going to fill was different from previous ones. Cause the day was different. I was different. My life was different.
I started allowing people to enter into my introvert world. I filled my diary with Sheldon's name and love quotes. Finally we celebrated Emma's birthday the way she wanted and yeah it was most memorable day for me. I did not know meeting someone would make you feel this way. I felt like Earth lost it's gravitational force. My destiny took me to Sheldon and made me stand in front of him. 
Finally 20 years of waiting came to an end and it showed me the meaning of live. Sheldon is the meaning of my live. 
I was just thinking why his song was so painful. had he gone through so much in life? My mind was just wandering and thinking about all unwanted things and most of them were about that day's concert and birthday celebration. Finally i fallen asleep and dragged into dreams.

Sheldon: Hey, Hello. I thought you would respond back. But you didn't. So I just called to ask whether everything is okay.

Asta: Yeah everything is okay. I just got this picture from your FB account. I didn't know we did our schooling together. 

Sheldon: Do you stalk my FB account?

Asta: Why would I stalk your FB account. Are you mad? I was just checking to know what had happened. That's it.

Sheldon: Oh. I thought you are stalking me. That's okay. 

Asta: Sheldon

Sheldon: It's been a long time you called me like this. It's been more than 3 years babe. I waited for whole 3 years just to listen you call me Sheldon.

Asta: Sheldon, please tell me what happened 3 years before. 

Sheldon: Asta, please don't force yourself. Don't push yourself hard to know about it. It's okay if you don't remember also. Just come back to me. That's all I wanted.

Asta: Without knowing what had happened, how could I come to you Sheldon?

Sheldon: Babe

Asta: Hmm

Sheldon: Babe, Go and take rest. Don't stress. That's fine. Let's meet tomorrow and talk about it. Okay? 

Asta: Okay. Good night.

Sheldon: Good night. Love you babe...

*Trigger Warning ⚠️ Suicide*
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"The body of 20 year old Freya Greenland was found hanging from a tree with a letter addressed to her 'one true love'."

Three months earlier

"Freya I-I can't be here for you anymore I just can't I need to leave" 

Two weeks earlier 

I played the voice mail over and over again wanting to hear his voice one more time. I new he wasn't going to come back to me. I've listened to this recording for a while I just can't get over him. Every time I let someone in they always leave me. I've never had anyone stay. I'm ready to die I just thought I'd write my letter first.

Letter:

Dear Marcus,
I'm sorry. I'm sorry I wasn't enough  for you. I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you. I'm sorry that I'm useless. Everyday I woke up thinking that you were going to leave me. I prayed you wouldn't be sick of my insanities, or my panic attacks. I prayed you wouldn't so you wouldn't see the me I saw in the mirror. I didn't want you to leave because I knew that I didn't want to be alone with my thoughts anymore. I'm sorry I was so sad. I'm sorry I was so clingy. I'm sorry for driving you away but I can't do it anymore. I can't sit here breaking into more pieces every painful second. Every second without you was like getting stabbed in the chest. I shouldn't care so much but I do. I didn't want you to give up on me because then I would've too. I feel empty and numb. My eyes have cried until my cheeks are permanently stained. There's nothing left of me and I'm sorry. I can't stay here. I can't stay alone with my thoughts. I was in live with you, but now it's clear you didn't love me back. Some days I looked at the sunset you see mixes of colours. I thought they were pretty, you compared them to my eyes. Now I can't go look outside without thinking of you. You told me my smile lit up the sky brighter then the night stars. I'm sorry I couldn't leave you alone when you needed me to. I'm sorry if I inconvenienced you with my pain. I was scared. Scared you were going to wake up and see the true me. The me that is crazy and can't be loved. I never wanted to loose you. But it seems the one thing I was scared the most about, happened. I know now I'm destined to be alone forever. I just wanted to write this and hope you can accept my apology. Because each time someone left I cried out "Don't leave me. Don't leave me here alone. I don't want to be left alone for forever." But there was no sound and no words.
I'm sorry.
-Freya Greenland

I listened to the recording one more time then tightened the rope around my neck. This was the tree where he asked me to be his girlfriend.
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I'm sorry if this has offended anyone I can always take it down. 
Thank you for reading
Prompt:
I was looking through sad quotes and the picture at the top is what I based this story off of.

Mo Hai was taken aback.
He looked up and saw Mo Xicheng standing before him, with clearly no intention of letting him in.
Mo Hai was very aware that Mo Xicheng was not like Mo Zhi and would not obey him. If the man wasn't going to let him into the villa, he knew that there was no chance for him to see Li Shu tonight for sure.
He took a deep breath and then nodded.
Mo Xicheng did not take his own car, he instead got into Mo Hai's front passenger seat.
As Mo Hai drove away, a silhouette on the window of the second floor moved.
Li Shu cast her gaze down, hiding the sorrow in her eyes.
Then she walked to the bed and lay down.
Divorce was the last thing she wanted. Certainly, all these years, Mo Hai had treated her well. But after how he had accused her today and his lack of trust in her, it was all too painful and disappointing.
Li Shu shut her eyes at this thought.
-
In the bar.
Mo Hai drank one shot after another. Mo Xicheng kept silent as well and only sat opposite the man, taking little sips of his wine every now and then.
After a number of shots, Mo Hai suddenly lifted his head to look at Mo Xicheng. He asked, "You must really hate me?"
Mo Xicheng lifted his eyes, looked at the man impassively and replied, "Where do you get hate where there is no love?"
Mo Hai was stunned by that remark. Then he laughed scornfully at himself, hung his head and said, "You know, you really speak like your mother."
Mo Xicheng kept silent.
Perhaps the man was a little drunk by now and his eyes were blurry. With reminiscence in his tone, he said, "You know, when your mom was young, she was the most popular girl in school. She was not only pretty, she was a person of substance and extremely graceful. She had an exceptional character and disposition. Many guys were after her."
"At the time I really liked her, but my schoolmates all laughed at me. They said I was a stuffy bun and discouraged me from going after such a literary and refined girl. But I was like possessed, crazy over her even though she didn't think much of me." 
"You know, even at that time, your mom had a caustic tongue. With the words she used to insult me, one could write a book on remarkable quotes. Every rejection from her was like a poison arrow, it was impossible to retaliate."
"At the time, she was spirited and energetic, full of enthusiasm. With a pen, she would write one thrilling story after another."
Then Mo Hai fell silent.
As though he had traveled into another space in his memory and couldn't get out of it.
Noticing this, Mo Xicheng was compelled to ask, "What about now?"
"Now?"
Mo Hai paused.
The young man nodded and continued, "That's right, what about her now? As glorious a life she had back then, she lives with the same measure of dejection now. In the last twenty years, almost thirty years, you've used your marriage and the excuse of the child to tie her down. Has she really been happy?"
Mo Hai was stunned.
Mo Xicheng looked at him and said, "Do you really know what it is to love a person?"
Mo Hai shook his head.
Mo Xicheng smirked and continued, "Loving a person means simply wishing her happiness. When my mom was in her heyday, did you ever look at her laughing and felt happy yourself? And what about now? You refuse to grant her a divorce, but have you seen her laugh the way she did in her youth?"
Had he seen it?
Not for too many years.
Mo Hai tried to recall but nothing came to mind. He could not remember the last time he had seen her laughing heartily.


They say the greatest blessing is marrying the idol you always dreamed of.

But Qiao Lian knows that reality is different...

The Internet claims that Best Actor Shen Liangchuan is a male god who is unaffected by any sexual drive, but Qiao Lian vehemently disagrees. It's a lie!

After finally carrying out the contract, Qiao Lian burst out, "I want a divorce! I don't want such a life!"

Blue turned the past mode off in her system. She was hoping in another type of dream. A type were she could see her long lost happy past. She yearned for those memories of her parents, from when they were still alive. Its been eleven years since that dreadful day. They died in a car crash on her eight birthday. Since then Blue never truly laughed and she also neither lied to anyone anymore. Because when she was eight she had feigned sickness in order to get her favorite toy. Blue was feeling a bit lonely so she wanted to dream of that past even If it was painful. 

The night was still young when Blue went to sleep, amidst her feverish dreams of the past one was clearly remembered by her when she actually woke up. 
The  feverish dream it  was the  story of a black starry  wolf with jet black eyes and  a pure white angelic rabbit with ruby colored eyes. 
As the story processed she found herself in stunningly beautiful bucolic scenery. Three elements ruled in the area. A crystal clear blue lake, a vivid green forest and the crossroad. She instinctively knew that one road lead to the wolf and the other to the rabbit.Both rather enchanting creatures that were full of charisma. The idea of meeting either of them made her tremble with excitement, which one too choose she was confused.So  she  sat right in the middle of the crossroad admiring the beauty of the scene.

Suddenly she heard a voice that was coming from the clear blue sky. "You must choose hurry up...". As the authoritive voice nudged her to choose, she had no choice she stood up and paid attention  to the roads once again. 

The wolf was beautiful but a bit scary so she thought "I will go to the rabbits way. Rabbits are cute and harmless after all ". 
As she was about to make the first step she woke up from her dream drenched in sweat and feeling exhausted. 

"What a weird dream ". Blue thought. 
It left a deep impression  in her. The black starry  wolf with his enchanting eyes and the pure white rabbit with his ruby red eyes. 
" How do I know this details I never saw them in my dream ".she wondered. 

Anyway it was time for work and she was getting a bit late, so she quickly got dressed and off the door to her car. 
She had a small cute orange car. Orange was not her favorite color, but when her parents were still alive, loved this color so much, that  they bought this car for Blue's eighteen birthday. The car was old but still Blue acquired it only last year. She was 19 this  year, quite young but quite capable.

Blue had earned her psychology degree in the previous 4 years and was about to enter on a new field in programming. 

Blue was a stunning beauty, her blue black hair her cherry like lips and her almond color eyes made her seem like a doll. However in all these years she had never fallen in love. Blue knew what love was, she had learned it from old world books, and she deeply yearned for it.

 The books mysteriously started appearing in her inventory when she was eight the first one was actually given to her on her eight birthday. The day her parents died she never read that one. However, in her inventory she had the world's biggest treasure of books, songs, quotes and art that accumulated all these years. Those gave her the courage needed to continue living, those gave her hope. 

She was sure she would find it one day this so called love she was sure. What she did not expect that today would be the day that the small God of love would pierce her heart. 

Blue was working as a cashier today. It was her  part time job in order to earn merit points. It was one of the boring professions that the government thought it needed a human touch to please the customer. So here she was on her job trying to be pleasant. 
When here comes the chief cashier with a boy that looked her age. 

The boy was so handsome he had jet black hair and eyes. He was the classic handsome guy that looks like a model. A bit thin and quite tall. He wore a white shirt and black pants accompanied by black boots. Blue was stunned and her heart started beating a bit faster  . 
The chief cashier that was accompanying him introduced them. 

When blue touched his hand she was electrified she closed her eyes and she  actually made an inaudible moan. The boy was staring wildly with his eyes suddenly widen. 
"She was beautiful indeed  "he thought" but quite odd." 

Blue suddenly turned the other way smiled a bit and thought "I bet this is how love feels".
The boy and the chief were wondering . What has actually happened why does she act so strange. 

Blue turned again towards them and said boldly " Do not worry Chief I will take care of him."

A love triangle between Blue, Orange and Angelos. Who will she choose the so called devilish wolf or  the angelic rabbit.Follow the story of Blue and her two destined lovers to figure out her choice.

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