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No 2025-02-25 16:51 active 2627 0 🔞Click to read on📜The Rejected Rogue Luna📜 “This is such a pleasant surprise, Seth” I croon, running to meet my mate. It has been so long since I have seen him last and I miss the familiar scent of him and his laughter. I throw my hands around him but he does not hug me back. If anything he seems like he does not want me to be here. “I had no idea you were throwing a party for my homecoming” I tell him, kissing him slightly on the cheek. “I had no idea you were back, Rowena. You should not be here” He pushes me, holding me away from his body. “Did you not get my letter?” I ask, my smile falling from my face. “What letter?” He grunts. “The one where I told you I will be coming back today. You missed my graduation and I thought to surprise you by returning but it seems you did not know” My feet grows cold at this information and I back away from him. He is staring at me, his eyes not giving the usual warmth that I am used to. It could only explain why he had not responded to any of my letters for the past months. I gave excuses that he must be busy as Alpha and head of the pack and he could not write to me but
 Seth de Beaufort, my childhood friend and mate was staring at me like I was some stranger. “Who then is the party for?” I ask. I am interrupted by cheers erupting from the members of our pack and then I see her walk in, holding freshly picked flowers in her hand and a crown on her head. I know who this is, she is my best friend, Isobel but what is she doing? I am pushed back into the crowd as she approaches. She is yet to see me as she only has eyes for Seth who is smiling back at her. “Hello mate” I hear her whisper. Mate? I gasp. I push forward, stopping her approach. “Rowena” She jolts. “What are you doing here?” She glances at Seth who shrugs his shoulders. “I should be asking you that question, don’t you think? What are you doing?” I cry out. “I am getting engaged” She smiles brightly at me. “It is great that you are here, maybe you could be my chief’s bridesmaid?” “You have got to be joking” I scoff. “Not now, Rowena. We will talk about this after” Seth stops me, putting out a hand for Isobel. “No” I raise my voice, my insides shaking with confusion. I cannot believe my eyes as I watch them turn to me. “We have to talk about it now” I tell him, braving the stares I am getting from every member of the pack. “Okay, if you want to do this here then that is fine by me” Seth growls, stepping away from Isobel and approaching me. “Seth, what is the meaning of this? We are mates
 you can still feel it so why?” “I, Seth de Beaufort reject you, Rowena Stuart as my mate and future Luna” He declares. “No, stop it please
 do not do this” I grunt, my chest tearing apart with pain. I double over, clutching my pounding heart. “Accept the rejection!” He spits. “Accept it and leave so that I might have a great day with my true mate” He announces. “I, Rowena Stuart
 accept your rejection” My chest eases up a little bit as I say this but I cannot stop the tears gushing from my eyes as I watch them walk up, smiling into each other’s eyes. I feel betrayed by every single step and every single smile. To think I was coming back to my fiance and my best friend and they were doing this behind my back. I turn around, dashing out and into the dark, my eyes blinded with tears. This should not be happening. I collapse to the ground outside the party, my heart beating rapidly like it is about to burst. I do not turn around even when I hear the patters of feet until a throat clears behind me. “Rowena, I
” “Have you not done enough, Isobel?” I rise to my feet and face her. She has a smirk on her face “How could you? I trusted you, you are my best friend!” I cry out. “It is hardly my fault that Seth took a liking to me while you were away pursuing the career of your dreams.” she scoffs at this. I had gone to learn modern healing and had been supported by every member of the clan, including Seth. “Who do you think comforted him on the nights when he was alone and needed company?” I make to slap her but she catches my hand in the air, throwing it back at me. “This is the least of your problems, I promise you” She tells me instead. “What is that supposed to mean?” I ask “Did you come here straight from the airport?” She throws her head back to laugh. I did come there straight because I thought
 “What do you mean?” I ask her again. “I don’t know, friend. You should probably run along home now before it is too late” She turns around and walks back into the party. I stand there in confusion not understanding what her talk was about. I move however, heading straight to my home with her warning ringing in my ears. I can hear screaming coming in the direction of my home which only speeds my steps. “What is happening?” I mutter, running inside. Sybillia, my sister has tears streaming down her face and her clothes torn to shreds. “What happened, talk to me” I shake her. “Father was taken” Her voice broke. “Taken?” I ask, confusion dotting my forehead “They say he is a traitor and they are going to kill him, Rowena. You have to do something.” She holds me, crying some more. “Where is mother?” I ask her. She shakes her head in the negative which told me that she had no idea where our mother was. “Listen, Sybil
 I need you to find mother” I shake her again. “Do you hear me? I want you to find her and then I want you both to hide” I tell her. “What are you going to do?” She asks. “I need to find out what is going on” I mutter vaguely. I turn around and exit, heading back to the party where I burst in regarding Seth with baleful eyes. He notices me immediately and rolls his eyes but I approach, stopping when his guards block my path. “My father, what has he done?” I ask, my voice breaking. Seth, my one time lover and mate regards me with disgust, his lips quirking up in a sneer. “He is a traitor and for that he must die” .............................................................................. ROWENA “That is a lie” I scream. There are murmurs everywhere by members of the pack and I know they must think that I have lost my head coming here and yelling at the Alpha of the pack but I am too far gone to understand what I am doing. “I will allow you leave this place and we will speak when my party is over” Seth warns me. “I want to know what crimes my father has committed for you to lock him up” I repeat. “Look at her” Isobel grunts, turning to Seth. “She does not respect you, my love. Tell me how she is going to remain in this pack if she is this defiant towards you” She mutters. Seth’s eyes darkens as he rises to his feet, pointing a hand towards me. “You dare speak back to your Alpha?” He snaps, approaching me. I do not take a step back even as I am intimidated by him. It is as though we are now enemies because I do not recognize him anymore as the man I used to be in love with. “Your father has admitted to his crimes and come noon tomorrow, he will be beheaded as a traitor and so will your mother” He announces The crowd cheers again “You will denounce them, yourself and your sister or you will leave me no choice” “I cannot do that
 I cannot-” “And for the crime of speaking back at me, Rowena Stuart
 you will be reduced to the life of a maid and you will serve Isobel who is going to be my Luna” My friend smiles, clasping her fingers together. “Guards” Seth calls The door swished open again and they enter. “Get her out of her and make sure to keep her locked up until she denounces her bloodline. Make the announcement that I shall be marrying Isobel Howard tomorrow’s noon after the execution of Grant and Helena Stuart” He declares. “No” I rave, trashing as both men drag me out of his tent. They are laughing at my struggle and then I hear the loud thunk of the metal gate leading to the dungeons. I am thrown into it, flung like useless waste paper. I do not know how long I am in that dim pit before the doors burst open and I hear the fall of footsteps approaching where I lay. “Rowena?” A voice calls out. I recognize it immediately as Isobel and wonder what she wants. “What the do you want?” I rave, my eyes red from all the crying I have been doing the past hour. She is standing in front of me now, her lips quirked up in a smile. “I hate you” I snap. “What do you hate me for? For sleeping with her fiance or reporting your parents for
” She pauses as my eyes widens in realization. “Oops” She laughs. “You are a slut who moved on her friend’s man almost immediately she
” “Almost immediately?” She stops me, scoffing. “Have you been so utterly blind, Rowena?” Rowena, I think
 she used to call me Row but I guess when you betray your friend, you do not get to use pet names any longer. “Seth and I have been together before you both began dating. The engagement to you was his father’s idea
 you do not think he wanted to get married to you, did you?” She asks. “What are you talking about?” I mutter. She laughs then, her voice grating on my ears. “You have always had a stupid crush on Seth, always saying he will be your mate and so when you claimed he was your mate and your wolf has
” “I claimed?” I stop her. “Seth is my mate!” I scream at her “But he is also mine!” Isobel screams back at me. “You are lying, that is not possible” “It is rare but not impossible and that is what we are going to tell the members of the pack. They are going to hear that my wolf has mated with his and he has rejected your bond because of your family. They are going to accept me as Luna of the pack and if you want to save yourself then you will accept Seth’s offer” “You plotted this, didn’t you? You plotted this treason and you somehow roped my family into it” I accuse. “Whatever are you talking about, dear girl” She mocks, her eyes wide with innocence. “Get out” I snarl, my eyes blue with rage. “Your parents have been arrested but we are yet to catch Sybillia. Where did you send her?” She questions. I am confused at this because I know I sent Sybil to find our mother and so if they have both been arrested then she is supposed to be with them. “I have no idea where she is” I mutter. “Yes you do and you are going to tell me. Tomorrow is my wedding and I am not going to have you ruin my chances at being Luna of this pack” My lips curve up in a smile but I say nothing. “Where the is she?” Isobel asks again, approaching me. “I have no idea” I repeat. She stares at me, the anger evident in her gaze. “You will pay for this” She declares right before walking out and leaving me in the darkness. I do not know how long the night lasts but the doors open again and I hear a tumble and then a yelp. “Who’s there?” I mutter. “Rowena?” I hear my sister. “Sybil?” I ask, scampering to my feet. “How are you here? I thought you somehow escaped” “I was caught. They have mom and dad and they
 they are going to kill them” She cries out. “Come here” I mutter. I put my hand out through the opening and touch my sister, our hands connecting and holding. I can feel her panic and I am sure she can feel mine too. “Everything will be alright” I reassure her. “What are we going to do?” She asks me. “We have to do something” “We ask the moon goddess for help” I tell her. We both close our eyes and begin praying to the moon goddess. I feel peaceful for the first time since our ordeal began and so I close my eyes, my hand still intertwined with my sister’s and I drift into sleep. 
 “Drag her out!” The loud boom of voice arouses me from my sleep. I hear screaming right before my sister is yanked from my grasp. “No, leave her alone” I yell. The door to my prison is also opened and I am dragged out too. “Leave my sister the 
” One of the guards back hand me across the face and blood spurts out of my mouth. “Shut your mouth, cunt” He snaps. I can still hear her screams as I am led out into the open with members of the pack staring at me with disgust evident on their faces. I stare back, refusing to lower my gaze. I am not a traitor and neither is any member of my family so why should I be ashamed? I am pushed forward until we come to the clearing and I see Seth and Isobel both seated with my father and mother kneeling. They are tied up and I can see that they have both taken beatings but I do not see Sybillia anywhere. “We are gathered here today to sentence Grant and Helena Stuart for the crime of dabbling into the dark arts” Seth announces. The crowd cheers and I can feel the bile rising in my mouth at the sound of their hooping. They are happy, I think. I knew we were hated but I did not think they would be happy to see us die. Where is my sister? Where was she taken? I think to myself. “How do you both plead?” Seth roars, rising to his feet. My father says nothing and so does my mother. “I will spare both your daughters if they denounce your family right this minute” He declares. There are hushed protest about this but no one dares say anything to counter the Alpha of the pack. I can see that my father is about to speak up but we are interrupted by a commotion and sounds of running. I turn around, my eyes happening upon Sybillia who is holding a crossbow aimed at Seth. She has blood running from the center of her legs and I can see that she can hardly stand. “No” I scream, rising to my feet to stop her but I am held back by the guards. “You asshole” She pants. “You cannot do this, Sybil
 it is treason” I scream, tears streaming down my face. “Put the crossbow down, Sybillia” My father’s calm voice comes through. My sister’s eyes are bright as she stares pointedly at Seht who has not breathed a word and then she drops the crossbow. I heave a sigh of relief at this while the guards grab the weapon, taking it away from her grasp. There is still a hushed silence, like everyone was waiting for a reaction from the Alpha with bated breath. I turn to Seth, his eyes are black with rage and I know there is trouble. “Do it” I hear him say. Do what? I am confused but I follow his eyes to where my sister remained standing. I see the swing of the sword too late as my sister is cut down. There is a scream, a tiny high pitched scream
 I realize it is me screaming before I pass out. .............................................................................. ROWENA “Rowena, open your eyes” My eyes flutters open, my mother’s face in view. I am laying on the ground and my thoughts are scattered. I turn immediately to the place I had seen my sister fall, very sure it was a bad dream. Her body is no longer there but I see the blood decorating the ground, seeping into the sand. “No” I begin to cry, my mother holding unto me. “Sybil” I quiver. “She is with the goddess” My mother says, trying to comfort me. The goddess be damned! Where is the goddess as my family is facing persecution. “You have to denounce us” My mother whispers urgently in my ears while I cry. “I cannot do that” I argue. “You are going to do it for your father and I, Rowena. We are going to die, that is for sure but you do not have to die with us” We are sitting in the sand with Seth staring at us and every member of the pack. None of them trying to help “Mom” I wail “Do it, Rowena” She snaps at me. “Do it for us” “That’s enough” Seth commands, breaking our conversation. I rise to my feet, shaking like a leaf and my eyes meet my father’s. He nods at me once, a smile on his face like he is giving his approval and he wants me to do exactly as my mother had said. “I denounce them” I mutter, my voice breaking. “Louder, Rowena” My mother encourages, nodding her head. “I denounce them!” I shout, the tears streaming down my cheeks. “I am not with these traitors and I do not identify as their family” The crowd begins jeering at me and my parents but I am staring into Seth’s face imagining all the ways I am going to make him suffer before I kill him. And Isobel? I am going to make sure she suffers for the rest of her life. “You have done the right thing” Seth finally smiles in my direction. He moves his head to the side and the guards grab me, dragging me away. I am led to the side and my parents are strung up while the executioner grabs his sword and begins taking slow, measured steps around them. I make sure to leave my eyes open and my face blank. I want to see it all, I want to feel their pain and I want the hate to blossom in my heart so that when it is finally time for my revenge, I will not hesitate. “Any last words?” Seth asks. My father sighs at this and then he turns to me. “You are special, Rowena. Very special and I want you to remember that” He says. The crowd boos him while I struggle to regulate my breathing so I do not cry out loud. I can feel my wolf wailing inside me but I shut her out, not wanting to give in to the torment I am feeling. There will be plenty time to cry when I am done avenging my family. “You may begin” Seth declares. The sword swings once, taking my father’s head with it. I watch as the blood sputters from his neck and my mother scream. It is almost as if I am watching the event unfolding from far away. My mother follows next, her body crumpling beside my father’s and then I am pushed by the crowd. I am walking to where the marriage ceremony of Seth and Isobel will take place and I watch as the elder of our pack binds them in matrimony. I cannot get over the ringing in my ears even as I go on my knees as the rest of the crowd, hailing them both as Alpha and Luna of the pack. “Follow me” Isobel’s voice drags me out of my reverie. I walk behind her, stopping as she enters Seth’s tent. “Come inside” She orders. I walk in, my eyes coming up to hers. “What is your plan?” She asks me. “What are you talking about?” I shoot back. “You denounced your family. I know you, Rowena and you would rather die than do that so what do you have planned? And do not think I do not know that you are plotting something” “Just as you plotted?” I ask her. “ bitch!” She raves. “He should have killed you too and somehow you are still standing here in front of me” “I plan to serve you to the best of my ability, Isobel” I smirk at her. I can see that she is afraid judging by the way her teeth grits in her mouth and then she raises her hand to slap me across the face. She is stopped however by Seth who had come in without our knowledge. “What are you doing?” He bellows. “She insulted your Luna, Seth” Ana whines. “That does not give you the right to slap her, Isobel. Go to your room till I call for you” He commands. Isobel eyes me then asks me to follow her. “Rowena will stay here” He stops her. “What do you mean? You promised she will be my maid and serve me” She reminds him. “I know what I said but promises can change and I want her to serve me instead.” He announces. I raise my eyes, my lips parting in shock. He betrays me, rejects me as his mate, kills my family and now he wants me to serve him? How low could one get? I think to myself. “You cannot do that. What would the people of our pack say when they hear or see this? You just beheaded her parents in front of her and her sister, you seem to be forgetting she is a traitor” Isobel spat. “It is you who is forgetting your place, Isobel Howard. I am Alpha and my word is law and you might be my Luna but you do not talk back at me.” Seth snaps. I watch this display with mild interest. “She is no longer your mate, Seth
 I am and I want her to serve me” She tries again. “Do not question my orders, Isobel
 now leave” Seth responds to her. “I am sorry” She mutters, exiting the tent. I am left alone now with Seth and my heart is pounding rapidly in my chest. “Are you okay?” He asks, touching my arm. I try not to flinch, merely nod at his enquiry while I bite the inside of my cheek till it bleeds. “You should sit” He says, leading me to his bed. “I did not want this” He mutters as he caresses the side of my face. “It is not your fault” I tell him, bringing my hand up to touch him. My skin crawls and my wolf shrinks within me but I pay them no mind. I am going to kill him but first, I plan to make him think all is forgotten and forgiven. Seth de Beaufort will not know what hit him until it is damn well too late
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Yes 2025-02-24 19:42 active 2625 0 😍Read the next chapters👉 In Merika State, the two of them lay close together on the hotel bed. As their passion grew, Justin Yates’s husky voice, filled with allure, murmured, “Em, how about having a child with me?” Caught up in the moment, Emily Yates replied without thinking. It wasn’t until they were lying together afterward that she remembered what he had said. “A child?” she repeated, a trace of intimacy lingering in her eyes. The look stirred Justin’s desire again. She was a constant temptation to him. Pushing those thoughts aside, he pulled out a ring and slipped it onto her left hand. “Are you proposing to me?” she asked. “Yes.” “Can I finally have your child now?” Justin asked, smiling. His eyes were warm, but there was no love in them, as if he were gazing past her, waiting for someone else’s answer. “I’ll give you plenty,” she replied, momentarily surprised. Proposing in bed wasn’t exactly romantic or formal, but she didn’t mind. She had waited three years for this moment, and it was worth it. Three years ago, she had been injured near the beach, hitting her head on a rock. When she woke up, she had no memory. Justin had saved her. The first thing she saw when she woke was his face, and one look left her captivated. Later, she learned that Justin had paid her hospital bills. She also learned of his identity. He was the CEO of RC Corporation. He proposed that she be his contract lover, and without hesitation, she agreed. They signed an agreement, defining their relationship, and he gave her the name Emily Yates. Yes, she was drawn to his looks. Despite their arrangement, the past three years felt like any other relationship. In the first year, she was a hidden lover. In the second, he introduced her as his girlfriend to his circle. Now, with three years approaching, he was proposing. Once she was part of his social circle, she heard whispers about a woman who had been his first love, someone he cherished deeply in college. She had disappeared without a trace, and he had been searching for her ever since. Over the years, Justin had lost hope she was still alive. That was why he finally proposed. Emily didn’t mind. Everyone has a past. Looking at the diamond ring on her left ring finger, she felt like it had all been worth it. The sound of running water came from the bathroom. Justin was showering. Calming down, Emily wrapped a towel around herself and got out of bed to pick up their scattered clothes. A soft *clink* echoed as something hit the floor. It was Justin’s cardholder. She bent down to pick it up, and a photo slipped out. It was old, with frayed edges, as if it had been looked at countless times. The woman in the photo looked like her but younger, just how she would have looked three years ago. Emily didn’t remember ever taking this photo, but she had lost her memory. Maybe she had forgotten. She was just about to put the cardholder back when a large, slender hand appeared, taking it from her. Justin emerged from the bathroom, his hair still damp and falling over his eyes, now tinged with a hint of displeasure. “Don’t touch my things,” he said coldly, his tone a sharp contrast to the intimacy they had just shared. Turning away from her, he put the cardholder back in his briefcase, his whole demeanor suddenly distant and guarded. Emily froze. Was he really getting defensive over a photo? She looked at him, confused. Wasn’t that her old picture? Before she could ask, Justin seemed to realize that his reaction had been out of line. He turned back and grasped her chin. With a playful glint in his eye, he ran his thumb over her still-swollen lips, toying with them. His voice was cool, devoid of warmth, but his words were deeply suggestive, clearly aiming to change the subject. “We’re going to be late for the art exhibit. If you rather stay here, I wouldn’t mind going another round.” Her cheeks flushed at his teasing, and she gently pushed him away. Her thoughts were scattered, and she quickly forgot about the photo. Justin had come to Merika State on business and had received an invitation to an art exhibition by Haley Quinn. He brought Emily along, planning to take her to the show once his work was done. Haley, a painter who had withdrawn from the public eye three years ago, rarely held exhibitions, making this one a rare event. Emily dressed quickly, while Justin had already changed into a fresh suit. The gallery was close to the hotel, so they walked there. Arm in arm, they strolled down the street, enjoying the perfect atmosphere. Just as Emily felt an overwhelming sense of happiness, Justin suddenly stopped. “Justin, what’s wrong?” She followed his gaze. Across the street, a disheveled woman, her clothes too dirty to recognize their original color, was recklessly crossing the traffic, oblivious to the danger. The woman pushed Emily aside and wrapped her arms tightly around Justin’s waist. She sobbed uncontrollably, gasping for air. “Justin, I finally found you. You came looking for me, didn’t you?” Emily stumbled from the shove, the bright sunlight momentarily blinding her. The woman looked eerily familiar. She resembled the one in the photo from the cardholder and, in a way, even looked like Emily herself. “Emma? Is that really you?” Justin’s voice trembled, his eyes locked onto the woman in his arms, as if afraid she might disappear again. Just moments ago, he had proposed to Emily. Now, right there in the street, he held another woman. He gently wiped away the woman’s tears with a tenderness so delicate, as if afraid of breaking something precious. “Yes, it’s me,” the woman sobbed, nodding desperately. Frail as she was, she clung to him. Justin was known for his fastidiousness and love of cleanliness, but he now held her tightly. He was soothing her with gentle words, as if she were a lost treasure he had finally recovered. He was afraid that even the slightest rough movement might hurt her. They seemed oblivious to everything around them, including Emily. Justin seemed to have forgotten Emily was still there. The woman in his arms had cried herself into unconsciousness. He took off his expensive jacket and draped it over her. He then slipped his arms under her knees and held her tightly as he carried her back toward the hotel. Emily stood there, feeling like an outsider. Her arm still ached from where she had been shoved, and she could still feel the warmth of Justin’s touch lingering around her waist. Just minutes ago, he had been tangled up with her in bed, proposing marriage. Now, he was leaving her in the middle of the street, carrying a woman who seemed to come out of nowhere. He had tossed aside his usual grace, holding this woman, who looked like a beggar, and rushed back to the hotel. The people around them pointed and whispered, like they were watching some sort of spectacle. Emily wanted to follow him, but her first step faltered. She steadied herself against a nearby building, catching a glimpse of her reflection in the window. Her flawless makeup now showed a hint of disarray. Chapter 2 Tears had fallen without her noticing, smudging the fresh makeup around her eyes. Emily glanced down at the diamond ring on her left hand, a sense of foreboding spreading through her. The sudden appearance of this woman might shatter the happiness she had been waiting for. She couldn’t just stand here. She had to know who this woman was. After a moment to gather herself, she headed back to the hotel. The plane flew from Merika State back to Haven State. At Lichfield Hospital, Emily stood at the door of a hospital room, arms crossed, trying to see inside through the window. Justin’s friend, Zac White, the director of Lichfield Hospital, along with other doctors, were examining the restless woman on the hospital bed. Two female nurses held her steady as they conducted their checks. On the plane, her face had already been cleaned, and she had been given fresh clothes. “Emma Xander? Hasn’t she... disappeared for the past four years?” Zac was shocked. Where had Justin found her? The Yates and White families had pulled every string they could to find Emma, but after four years with no trace, they had finally given up. And now, here she was. After completing their examination, the doctors and nurses left the room. A heavy silence fell over the space. A moment later, Justin’s voice seemed to echo from a distance as he gazed at the woman, now sound asleep after a sedative. “How is she doing?” “She’s malnourished, traumatized, and a bit disoriented, but otherwise fine. She just needs some time to recover.” Justin stood by her bedside, clearly prepared to stay with her. Zac hesitated, wanting to say something, but thought better of it and left the room. He opened the door to find Emily waiting outside. Feeling awkward for his friend, Zac adjusted his silver-framed glasses and greeted her with a polite smile. “Hi, Miss Yates.” Emily nodded in acknowledgment. “Dr. White, what’s her name? And what is her relationship with Justin?” she asked bluntly, desperate to know who this woman was. Zac hesitated, uncertain how to explain that Emma was Justin’s long-lost first love. This was his friend’s private matter, after all, and not his to reveal. Before he could find the words, Justin opened the door and saw them standing outside. He frowned, clearly displeased. “Didn’t I tell you to go home? Why are you still here?” Justin’s voice dripped with disdain and impatience, as if his irritation had taken on a life of its own. Emily stood her ground, unafraid. She needed answers. “You proposed to me in Merika State just 16 hours ago, but now you’re holding another woman and completely ignoring me. And you’re not even coming home? Staying out all night?” “Stop being unreasonable. Leave. Now,” he ordered, his voice cold and commanding, his gaze on her as though she were an unruly employee who had crossed the line. Seeing Justin’s dark expression, Zac stepped in, concerned that Emily might end up on the losing side of this argument. When Justin was angry, it rarely boded well for anyone. “It’s late. Let me arrange a car to take Miss Yates home,” Zac offered, trying to ease the tension. Emily, however, refused Zac’s offer. She wasn’t leaving without answers. “You think I’m being unreasonable? I’m your fiancĂ©e. You left me on the street in a foreign country to carry another woman away without a second thought. Did you ever consider how I felt? “I’ll go, but only if you leave the hospital with me. There are doctors and nurses here to care for that woman. Right now, you’re coming home with me.” Desperate, Emily reached out to grab Justin’s arm. But before she could make contact, her arm was blocked by Justin’s personal bodyguard, William Carter. Emily was stunned, unable to believe what she was seeing. It felt as though her heart was being torn in two. Justin had always been there for her, always caring, always the first to pick up her calls, no matter if he was in a meeting or on a business trip. If she ever needed him, he would show up immediately. If she couldn’t be reached, he would search the whole city until he found her. But now, with this woman in the hospital room, he wouldn’t even let her near him? “What do you mean by this?” Emily’s voice trembled, mirroring the unease in her heart. Justin didn’t respond. He stared at her with cold, detached eyes, as if she were a stranger and not the fiancĂ©e he had just proposed to. Time seemed to stretch, each second feeling like an eternity. Finally, he spoke, his words sharp and emotionless. “Don’t be childish.” Childish? Once, he had said he loved how she depended on him, how she claimed him for herself. And now he was calling her childish? “If you want to stay here with her, then what about our marriage? You proposed to me just today!” Emily’s heart ached, squeezing painfully in her chest. She knew it wasn’t the right moment to bring this up, but she couldn’t accept the idea that her future husband would spend the night in the hospital with another woman. Zac stood nearby, listening in shock. Marriage? Had Justin really proposed to Emily? And what about Emma in the hospital room? Justin glanced over his shoulder, worried that the woman asleep in the hospital bed might hear them and wake up. Emily noticed the concern in his eyes. It was an expression she had seen many times when he had worried about her. But now, that look was for someone else. He turned back to Emily, his voice still icy. “If you don’t want to get married, we can call it off. This isn’t the place for your drama. William, have the driver take her home.” He didn’t like being threatened, especially when it came to his marriage. Without another glance at her, he opened the door to the hospital room and went back inside. William stepped forward, maintaining his respectful tone. “Miss Yates, please don’t make this difficult for me. It’s time for you to go home.” Zac looked at Emily with sympathy. “Miss Yates, it’s late. Maybe it’s best to talk things over with Justin another time.” But how could they ever discuss this again? Her fiancĂ© had just left her humiliated, choosing to stay with another woman without a care for her dignity. The hospital hallway lights felt harsh, blinding her with their brightness. Realizing that staying there made her look like a fool, Emily decided she wouldn’t let herself be a spectacle for others to watch. Clenching her purse tightly, Emily turned to leave. As she took a step, her vision blurred, and she nearly collapsed. Both Zac and William rushed to steady her, their grip gentlemanly but firm. “I’ll walk you to the car,” Zac offered. Leaning against the wall, Emily took a moment to steady herself, then shook her head. “I’m fine. I can get back on my own.” Her footsteps wobbled as she walked down the hallway, but she managed to keep her head high until she was out of their sight. After returning to the hospital room, Justin glanced down at Emma, who lay pale and frail on the bed. A strange weight settled in his chest, and the pervasive smell of antiseptic only added to his irritation. He tugged at his shirt collar, unbuttoning the top two buttons, but the air still felt suffocating. He stepped back out into the hallway, finding Zac and William waiting there. Emily was gone. “She left?” he asked, visibly more at ease now that she was no longer around. He didn’t want her disturbing Emma’s rest. “Yes, she’s gone,” Zac replied, hands in the pockets of his lab coat, nodding. With both of them standing there, Justin didn’t bother asking how Emily had left. “I’m stepping out for a break,” he said. Chapter 3 “So, Emma Xander’s back. What are you going to do?” Zac asked, breaking the silence. He didn’t mention Emily, but they both knew what he meant. One woman was the college sweetheart, the first love who had once saved Justin’s life. The other was the girlfriend who had been with him for three years, sharing his most intimate moments, and now, his fiancĂ©e. After a long pause, Justin replied, his voice cold and detached. “She was just a stand-in. She could never compare to Emma.” He went on, his tone utterly indifferent, as if he hadn’t been the one to propose to Emily in Merika State. “The role of Mrs. Yates will never be hers. It can only belong to Emma.” In a way, Emily had saved him the trouble of saying it himself when she had brought up their marriage in the hallway. Zac and Justin had been close friends since childhood, both growing up in privileged families, each carrying a bit of that self-centered mindset typical of their social circle. But this time, Zac couldn’t help feeling sorry for Emily. Emily, though an orphan with no family or wealth, was straightforward and honest. Over the past three years, she had complemented Justin perfectly, and in Zac’s eyes, they had seemed genuinely happy together. On the other hand, considering how long Emma had been abroad, it wasn’t hard to guess what she might have gone through. Zac didn’t care about things like V-card or a woman’s past, but he had always found Emma to be somewhat pretentious. Even back in college, she often disregarded Justin’s concerns, running off on her own without a second thought. After graduation, she mysteriously vanished during an overseas reunion party organized by a close group of alumni. Despite mobilizing every possible connection, they never found her. Even the police suggested they give up, implying that a young woman disappearing overseas was likely gone for good. At that time, Justin hadn’t fully taken over the company and wasn’t yet experienced in handling crises like these. Around the same time, his father, Henry Yates, was in a car accident and died despite emergency treatment. After the funeral, Justin was suddenly thrust into the dual responsibilities of inheriting the company and fending off his uncle, Harry Yates, who was trying to seize control. Thanks to his grandfather’s intervention, Justin managed to stabilize the corporation. By then, the critical window to find Emma had long passed, and any chance of finding her had all but disappeared. Zac clearly remembered how Justin had been consumed with frustration and self-blame during those days. And then Emily had come into his life, bringing him some peace. For that, Zac was truly grateful to her. “Emily’s been with you for three years,” Zac said, trying to speak up for her. “She’s an orphan, with no one else in the world. Isn’t it a bit cruel to treat her like this?” “Then I’ll keep her around,” Justin replied casually, brushing it off like it was no big deal. “But marriage? That’s not going to happen.” His tone was so offhanded, as if having another woman around didn’t matter at all. He didn’t see a problem with it. Keep her around? Really? Was he expecting her to stay hidden away as his stand-in lover, someone he kept out of sight? A mistress? A side piece? Emily didn’t leave the hospital right away. She sat on a bench behind the flower bed, letting the cold night air wash over her. She hadn’t expected to find out the truth like this. It turned out she was only here because she happened to look almost exactly like his lost one true love. And since she had lost her memory, he saw the perfect opportunity to mold her into the image of the woman he truly missed, hiding the truth from her and using her as a substitute. All the affection and indulgence he had shown her, it was never really for her. It was for the woman he had lost. Emma Xander. So that was her name, the one he had loved all his life. That was why he named her Emily, a name that allowed him to keep calling out for the one he had always loved. Even in their most intimate moments, he would call her “Em.” Whenever he whispered “Em” in that deep, seductive voice, full of passion, she would lose herself completely, sinking further into him. It turned out he was simply looking at her face and calling out another woman’s name all along. It dawned on her that the photo in Justin’s wallet must have been of Emma, not her. She had foolishly assumed the woman in that picture was herself. What a joke. From start to finish, Justin had shaped her into the image of his hidden love, his one true love. And she had naively believed that she had won him over, making him fall in love with her. In truth, she was nothing more than a piece in their story. Emily felt her heart plunge from a mountaintop to the depths of despair. She had gone from being a proud fiancĂ©e to a hidden stand-in, a shadow. She had liked, maybe even loved Justin. But her pride couldn’t accept that she had been someone else’s replacement all along, or that she was now the secret other woman. Resolved to leave, she felt a small sense of relief that Justin had only proposed. They weren’t married yet, and breaking up would be far easier than going through a divorce. For a moment, she felt grateful for Emma’s sudden appearance. “Miss Yates, where are you?” the driver called, stepping out of the car after waiting a while. “I’m here.” Emily pulled herself from her thoughts, putting on her usual calm expression. “Is it just you? Where’s Mr. Yates?” he asked. “He’s not coming back.” Emily rose from the bench by the flower bed and walked back to the car with the driver. She wore a cream-colored, knee-length dress in a sweet, innocent style. As an artist, she was open to trying any look, but it was Justin who had said he liked this style. So, for the past three years, she had dressed this way for him. The spring breeze brushed her bare calves, sending a chill through her. Zac looked a bit uncomfortable, “Emily didn’t leave?” So, she had heard everything they had said. Justin’s tone was just as indifferent, cold, and unfeeling. “Good. Let her hear it. She needs to know her place and avoid causing any more scenes like tonight.” With that, he turned and walked away from the garden, completely unfazed by the fact that Emily had overheard him. Emily sat quietly during the ride back to Villa One. Mrs. Zimmer greeted her at the door, her face lighting up warmly after a few days apart. “You’re back! It must’ve been tiring, traveling with Mr. Yates.” Emily nodded wearily, barely acknowledging her. “Yes.” “Where’s Mr. Yates?” Mrs. Zimmer glanced behind her, looking for Justin. “He won’t be back tonight.” Emily’s voice was detached, as if his return made no difference to her. Mrs. Zimmer looked slightly disappointed at first, but then her face lit up with a knowing smile, the kind that came from having seen a lot in life. She took Emily’s suitcase and gently urged her to go get some rest in the bedroom. Once inside, Emily understood Mrs. Zimmer’s smile. The room was dimly lit, with candles arranged at various heights, casting a soft, romantic glow. Flowers and scented candles adorned the surfaces, and a bottle of champagne sat open on the table. Even the usual heavy gray curtains had been replaced with delicate lace, adding an air of intimacy. The bed was covered in thick rose petals, the entire room transformed into a romantic setting. Clearly, this had been Justin’s arrangement before their trip. Exhausted, Emily didn’t have the energy to clean up, and it was too late to bother Mrs. Zimmer. Chapter 4 Emily found the remote to turn on the lights, then looked for something handy to snuff out each candle one by one. Afterward, she retrieved her nightgown from the closet and headed for a shower. As she walked into the bathroom, she noticed the ring still on her left hand. She slipped it off and tossed it into the corner of her jewelry box. When she returned to the bedroom, she brushed all the rose petals off the bed and settled under the covers, pulling them over her head. She instinctively lay on the left side of the bed, where she was used to sleeping. Justin would always hold her close, gradually shifting over to the left with her until they were practically glued together. Now, the right side of the bed was glaringly empty. To fill the space, she scooted to the center, tossing the extra pillow onto the floor, finally feeling comfortable. She turned off the lights and went to sleep. Two days passed without any word from Justin. He was likely at the hospital with Emma or busy with work. Emily didn’t care and hadn’t reached out, maintaining a complete radio silence. The morning sun was bright, and the spring breeze was warm as she lounged on a deck chair in the villa’s garden, enjoying a face mask. Her mind wandered to practical matters. She had spent some time reviewing the contract she signed three years ago to be Justin’s “contract lover.” It was set to expire automatically after three years, which was now less than four months away. When it ended, she would receive a payout of twenty million. Between that, and the allowance and holiday bonuses he had given her over the years, she had saved nearly six million. She had barely spent any of it, so it was all tucked away. It seemed she would be in decent shape financially, and finding a job after leaving wouldn’t be too hard. As for a place to live, she could buy a similarly sized home, and maybe invite Helen to move in as a roommate. It would be nice to have company. She did regret not being able to take Mrs. Zimmer with her. If she could, it would be perfect. The phone on the coffee table buzzed, interrupting her thoughts. Emily picked it up, unlocked it with her fingerprint, and a new message notification popped up at the top of the screen. She tapped to open it. It was from her friend, Helen Walker. They had met a year ago while shopping, when Helen insisted on becoming friends after seeing her just once. With no memory of any past friendships, Emily had found Helen easy to talk to, and they had gradually become close. “How was your time in Merika State? When are you coming back?” Helen had attached a mischievous emoji with a smirk. “I’m already back.” “Already? That was quick.” “I thought Justin looked strong. Guess he didn’t last long? Not up to it?” “Not just ‘not up to it’. He can’t even get started.” Emily replied, seizing the chance to curse him. On the other end, Helen raised an eyebrow. It looked like Justin had managed to tick off her friend. But she wasn’t too concerned as they had argued before. Couples fought, and it usually blew over. “Perfect timing then. I’m heading to the TC Mall in a bit to stock up on some new clothes. Let’s hit the mall together and grab some food afterward. Get ready and meet me there.” “Sounds good. I’ll see you at the mall.” Emily agreed readily. She had spent the past couple of days clearing out the sweet, youthful clothes she didn’t like. Her wardrobe could use a refresh. She put down the phone and washed off her face mask. Glancing at the nearly empty wardrobe, she picked out a casual athletic outfit and did a quick, simple makeup look. Fresh and tidy, she got ready to head out. “Mrs. Zimmer, I’m meeting a friend to go shopping. I’ll have lunch out,” Emily said, slinging her bag over her shoulder. “Alright, Miss Yates. Will you be back for dinner?” Mrs. Zimmer, who was supervising the housekeeper’s cleaning, looked up to ask. Emily paused while slipping on her shoes, thinking about how unpredictable Helen could be and that they hadn’t seen each other in a while. She might not be back for dinner. “Not sure yet. I’ll text you later if I’ll be back in time.” “Understood.” As Emily opened the door, she found Justin’s assistant, Sam Spencer, just about to knock. “Hi, Sam,” she greeted him coolly, planning to step around him to leave. “Hi, Miss Yates. Mr. Yates has a flight out of town this afternoon for a business trip. Could I trouble you to help pack his things before you go?” Sam’s tone was respectful, as usual. Emily didn’t move. “Mrs. Zimmer, Justin’s going on a trip. Could you please help with his packing?” “Miss Yates, this
?” Sam’s face showed confusion. “What? Before I came along, didn’t Justin have someone to handle his luggage?” Her expression was calm, her tone light. “Of course. You’re absolutely right, Miss Yates,” Sam replied, beads of sweat forming as he carefully balanced his response, not daring to offend either side. In the past, Emily had always packed for Justin’s business trips. She had done it so many times that she knew exactly what he would need for any occasion. But now, she had no desire to continue. He had used her as a stand-in, and every time he watched her pack his bags, he must have thought she looked foolish. Three years. Now that she thought back, there had been plenty of strange looks and behaviors from Justin that she hadn’t picked up on. She had been utterly blind. But she wouldn’t be foolish anymore. Emily was ready to leave, but Sam was blocking the door, preventing her from going. She urged Mrs. Zimmer to hurry with the packing. Mrs. Zimmer quickly filled the suitcase and handed it to Sam, who was waiting in the living room. He glanced at his watch. Ten minutes had barely passed. That was fast. "Mrs. Zimmer, are you sure it’s all packed? Should we check to make sure nothing’s missing?" he asked cautiously. Emily replied without emotion, “Isn’t the flight at noon? If you keep dragging your feet, he’ll miss it. Besides, anything he needs can be bought over there.” She checked her watch, starting to feel a bit pressed for time. If she delayed much longer, Helen would end up waiting impatiently, and they would miss out on shopping before lunch. And who wanted to try on clothes with a full stomach? “Of course, Miss Yates. I’ll head over to the office to pick up Mr. Yates,” Sam said with a polite smile, making his way out. Emily nodded and headed down to the garage. She chose a white luxury car and drove off. Meanwhile, Sam took the suitcase to the sleek black car parked discreetly by the curb. He placed it in the trunk, then settled into the front passenger seat. The driver, Justin’s bodyguard, William, started the car. But instead of heading to the airport, they were bound for Lichfield Hospital. “How much longer until Emily’s contract is up?” Justin’s voice was calm and emotionless, as if he were discussing a routine business matter. Sam immediately understood that the question was directed at him. He quickly recalled the contract details. “Less than four months, Mr. Yates.” “Draft a new agreement and deliver it to her when the time comes,” Justin instructed. Keeping her around for three years had cost him little, and continuing to support her wasn’t an issue. But he was done with her. He wouldn’t touch her again or return to Villa One. Recalling the scene from the hospital hallway two nights ago, he added without hesitation, “Include a clause that ensures she never shows up in front of Emma again.” Sam was momentarily taken aback but quickly regained his professional composure. “Understood, Mr. Yates.” Chapter 5 People said billionaires were cold and indifferent in their personal lives, switching women as easily as they changed clothes. For the past three years, Mr. Yates had only been with Miss Yates, making him seem like a devoted man. But it looked like he could move on in an instant. Who knew how long Miss Xander would last by his side? Sam had joined the company three years ago, right when Justin took over RC Corporation, so he wasn’t familiar with the complicated history between Emma and Justin. Inside TC Mall, Emily was browsing through clothes, each piece a far cry from her usual sweet and innocent style. “Babe, switching things up?” Helen asked, watching as Emily picked up a long black dress with a slitted hem. It would look stunning on Emily’s curves. Emily held the dress up to herself in the mirror, unfazed. “Yep, time for a change. Do you think this would look better with a shawl or a jacket?” She turned to give Helen a look. “A shawl, definitely. It’ll highlight your figure beautifully,” Helen replied with her usual style advice. “That’s what I thought too.” Helen eyed the dress. “That dress is so feminine. Will your guy even let you wear it out? Doesn’t Justin only let you wear those sweet, innocent schoolgirl outfits?” Helen couldn’t help but mentally criticize Justin’s taste. What kind of fashion sense did he have anyway? A multinational CEO, a man with a grip on the Haven State economy, yet he liked her to dress like a schoolgirl. “His taste doesn’t matter anymore. It’s not something I’m concerned about,” Emily replied casually, completely indifferent. She handed the dress to a fitting assistant with a similar build, having her try it on for her. High-end stores like this one often had staff who modeled the clothes for clients, so she didn’t have to try them on herself. Emily picked out a few more items in different styles for the assistant to model. If she liked them, she would buy them. When she was satisfied with her choices, she scanned her card and paid, then filled out the delivery details for Villa One. The clothes would be sent straight there. After they had finished shopping, they went for lunch. With no one else around, Emily finally shared her situation with Helen that she had been Justin’s stand-in for his one true love. Now that his true love had returned, she was planning to leave him. “That despicable man!” Helen burst out, her emotions flaring. “Keep it down.” Emily quickly covered Helen’s mouth and glanced around to see if anyone at nearby tables was paying attention to them. Helen lowered her voice but was still fuming. “Justin might look put-together, but he’s not even half a man. His first love disappears, so he goes and finds a stand-in? “Why didn’t he just get plastic surgery to look like her? Then he could see her every time he looked in the mirror. “Good for you for walking away. You should break up with him. No! Just breaking up is too good for that pompous human garbage! You need to dump him into the sewers!” LMAO, where did Helen even learn these insults from? Just then, the server brought out a tray with seasoned meats, fresh vegetables, and a variety of salsas. Emily began assembling her own tacos, adding the toppings she liked best. “The contract’s up in four months. I’m planning to buy a place.” “What for? Just stay with me. I’ve got a room for you.” “My address is still tied to Justin’s place. Since I’ve decided to leave, I need a clean break. I’ll need my own place to change everything over,” Emily explained, outlining her plan. Her heart felt numb now, no longer as raw as it had been the night she’d learned the truth in the hospital garden. “Then you can cancel your lease and move in with me! We’ll be family!" Emily suggested excitedly. Helen suppressed the impulse to tell Emily that they were already family. Given Emily's amnesia, she didn’t want to overwhelm her with too much information all at once. Instead, she nodded. “Alright, I’ll move in with you. I’ll start looking around for a place for you. Actually the place I rent now is quite nice. The location and neighborhood are perfect. I’ll check if the landlord’s interested in selling, though it’s a resale property.” “I don’t care if it’s new or used. As long as it’s clean and ready to go, I’m good.” Emily didn’t need much. After leaving the cushy life she had been used to, she was perfectly fine doing things on her own. She found the independence kind of refreshing. After lunch, they picked up some accessories to go with the new outfits, light enough to carry back on her own. Emily said goodbye to Helen and drove back to Villa One. By the time she got back, the clothes she had bought that morning had already been delivered, ironed, and neatly hung in the walk-in closet by the house staff. She hadn’t bought much, just enough to last the next few months and to keep the move as hassle-free as possible. The women’s side of the closet was nearly empty, with only a few of her favorite pieces hanging. She grabbed a new loungewear set to change into and happened to glance over at the men’s side, packed with Justin’s clothes. Emily didn’t linger. She strode past it without a second thought. As she was heading to the bathroom, her phone rang from the sofa. She put down the clothes and picked up the call. “Hello, is this Miss Yates?” “Yes, this is.” “I’m a nurse from Lichfield Hospital. Your health screening results are in. When would be a convenient time for you to come pick them up?” Emily remembered that Justin had taken her for a checkup just before their trip to Merika State. She had forgotten all about it until this call. “I’ll come by tomorrow morning.” “Very well. Have a nice day.” The next day, Emily went to Lichfield Hospital. “Plan to have a baby?” “That’s right. Mr. Yates specifically requested it during his screening. Your health is excellent, Miss Yates. Your ovulation cycle is regular, so we recommend folic acid, Vitamin B1, and plenty of protein. With the right timing and frequency, you should be expecting good news soon.” The doctor adjusted his glasses and smiled warmly. Emily’s fingers tightened around the report, a heavy feeling settling in her chest. She had been trying hard not to think about Justin lately, but this report hit her unexpectedly hard. “Miss Yates, I’ll prescribe you two boxes of folic acid and Vitamin B1. Be sure to take them regularly.” Emily interrupted him, finding an excuse to refuse. “Thanks, doctor, but that won’t be necessary. I’ll get them on my own.” The doctor wasn’t surprised. Wealthy women like her often had access to premium brands from various sources, so declining hospital-prescribed supplements wasn’t unusual. Emily left the hospital in a daze, only coming to her senses when she reached a sunny spot outside. She tossed the health report into the trash bin. With Emma back, Justin clearly had no intention of having children with her. And she certainly didn’t want to give him one, either. It was easier to pretend she didn’t know what the checkup had really been for. Meanwhile, in the hospital’s garden, the spring sunlight was warm and gentle. Justin was pushing Emma’s wheelchair, letting her enjoy the sunshine. “Justin, you’re busy with work. You don’t have to be here with me all the time. I can manage on my own,” Emma said, her voice soft and considerate. “Focus on getting better. Don’t worry about anything else.” Justin felt a deep guilt about Emma’s disappearance, blaming himself for not protecting her better. He believed his negligence had allowed her to be taken and vanish without a trace. Over the past few days, he had tried to gather clues from her about what happened, but whenever he brought it up, she would break down, unable to share any details. Emily hadn’t expected to see Justin at the hospital. Hadn’t Sam said Justin was out of town on a business trip? 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Yes 2025-02-24 19:00 active 2623 0 instagram.com 📱 SCUFFED TCG GIVEAWAY – WIN A ZAPDOS ex COLLECTION BOX! âšĄïž 🚀 We’re celebrating the Scuffed TCG website and stream with a huge giveaway! One lucky winner will receive this PokĂ©mon 151 Zapdos ex Collection Box! đŸ”č HOW TO ENTER: ✅ Comment the word "SCUFFED" below âŹ‡ïž ✅ You’ll get a DM with instructions on how to enter! 📅 Giveaway ends: March 3rd, 2025 at 11:59 PM EST 🏆 1 Winner will be randomly selected! 📱 IMPORTANT: We will NEVER DM you asking for payment or personal details—this is 100% FREE! Stay alert for scammers. đŸ”„ Want to increase your chances? Keep an eye on our Whatnot stream for special bonus entries! 🔔 Follow us on Instagram & Facebook for more PokĂ©mon TCG giveaways, live breaks, and deals! 💬 What’s your favorite Zapdos card of all time? Let’s talk legendary birds in the comments! âŹ‡ïž #PokemonGiveaway #ZapdosEX #Pokemon151 #ScuffedTCG #PokemonCommunity #WhatnotTCG #PokemonCards #PokemonCollector #PokĂ©monTCG #PokemonTradingCards VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE http://instagram.com/scuffed_tcg Scuffed TCG https://www.facebook.com/61572252017680/ 5 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Visit Instagram profile 0 instagram.com IMAGE http://instagram.com/scuffed_tcg 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481337269_464278620005484_1459224393333270440_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=OhSXcnqz98QQ7kNvgG6zilo&_nc_oc=AdjAdItn3dihdDRYZm97YYMOZPi2-M9Hf-ymY0cSczxyJ9fV9pzEF0y5aBeSJ6XqNDRqvbUC-7VvifObanMpEZuL&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A03724vcBfMK3Bg5qRdx4HZ&oh=00_AYCiV8HNFz05mrNNMWfJNCnF--mnhGBmIPhBPeADh4pD_g&oe=67C2CFFF PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Scuffed TCG 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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Yes 2025-02-25 16:51 active 2627 0 Survival isn't just luck—it's strategy. INSTALL_MOBILE_APP http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.r Dark War Survival Mobile https://www.facebook.com/61566393095967/ 469 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Install now 0 play.google.com VIDEO http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.readygo.dark.gp 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/473612354_1161765492232478_7669424058961322186_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Yahf5BnkvW8Q7kNvgEgTsBG&_nc_oc=Adj7Uv_3m6qwzurX_BObu8UlIIYiWckEqA-mf-Zdqhg_NWffY6envJKGHKxllcxBwa5YP2bVcR6koCtufF6sjliF&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AyFsmEESOM3waZjudoJdxry&oh=00_AYA_cB_2wkWL1A8Zv4ZX40_8AFkg-N4n9BxitdwN_-5SLg&oe=67C4254F PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Dark War Survival Mobile 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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No 2025-02-24 19:00 active 2623 0 Last chance to enter & win TWO tickets to Ultra Miami 2025! Ultra Miami Ticket Giveaway ends this Friday! LEARN_MORE https://laylo.com/frankwalker/6SpKVFsh Frank Walker https://www.facebook.com/FrankWalkerMusic/ 22,490 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Learn More 0 laylo.com DCO https://laylo.com/frankwalker/6SpKVFsh 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480712236_1999505247210041_8595634171231328218_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=OHQmtH589vAQ7kNvgHZy_lu&_nc_oc=AdhdWyIZpKkX1pXme6-jdqT-7MGIe_vzeFDCVop2SsTBW5-kYLEvvtLQ3tqha_55XGgMq-YBKBJfJxVo1mKztbO8&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A2LqGmW0RJSPAR6DWsgkyXJ&oh=00_AYDi2QCOG7Lb0IkYKW6LgIsyjqAv3V5KdV9lA_I5Bs7MBQ&oe=67C2F2F7 PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Frank Walker 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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No 2025-02-25 17:25 active 2628 0 Drive, Save & Win! It’s 2025, why are you still overpaying on your car loan? Now through May 2nd, purchase or refinance your car with us to be entered to win $35,000! Official Rules: https://bit.ly/4i0ue1u #Sweepstakes APPLY_NOW https://www.fairwinds.org/drive-to-win-win?utm_sou FAIRWINDS Credit Union https://www.facebook.com/fairwinds/ 38,928 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Apply Now 0 fairwinds.org DCO Earn your chance to win $35K https://www.fairwinds.org/drive-to-win-win?utm_source=social&utm_id=24-auto-0812 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481952484_1324433935465900_3404370778312625189_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=r9mtiga84QwQ7kNvgF-qlVQ&_nc_oc=AdgUBzyBahBBLw-73-uA4vdd8CfShS_CO-HDyI9r2251UFlfaAzwQ0lpIfFB8VBgfNI&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AxjUFpvO6DRUzzYzvZbVm2j&oh=00_AYDa8A7xDBoagOc90h9JlpY_g7P-vYdjl1LUxScrYpiPXw&oe=67C42034 PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 FAIRWINDS Credit Union 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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No 2025-02-24 19:00 active 2623 0 instagram.com đŸ«–SWEETEST COFFEE TIME GIVEAWAYđŸ«–â  ⁠ It's time to elevate your coffee set up! Enter now for your chance to win this pretty pink BODUM KENYA FRENCH PRESS COFFEE POT and a YEAR SUPPLY of SWEET’N LOWÂź!⁠ ⁠ ⁠ Enter to win by:⁠ ⁠ 1. Liking this post⁠ 2. Following us @sweetnlow⁠ 3. Tag a coffee loving bestie (1 tag = 1 entry, unlimited entries)⁠ ⁠ Giveaway runs 2/24/25 to 2/27/25 at 11:59pm EST. A giveaway winner will be chosen and announced on this giveaway post. 18+ US residents only. No purchase or shipping necessary. We will NEVER ASK FOR PAYMENT/FINANCIAL INFORMATION. This is the only, official page for Sweet’N Low. This giveaway is not sponsored, endorsed or administered by, or associated with Bodum or Instagram. VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE http://instagram.com/sweetnlow Sweet'N Low https://www.facebook.com/sweetnlow/ 341,066 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Visit Instagram profile 0 instagram.com IMAGE http://instagram.com/sweetnlow 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480888953_1287464479001498_6235389222518108293_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ouFRtQB4avYQ7kNvgHk_0Tu&_nc_oc=AdjRBTvwj-1HrvoyVKiiE3G67OC5D5ZpxLjdBV4jbVSjU47tTBPLg50qmb1S1rAVtq21bcWm3x2cuocyUR-d04Ug&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A695keWGISiOYzT0clvbRi4&oh=00_AYC-sm8ciiqk7cUCdshryvi-qk48K9KYsBHg7xSBOnXhNA&oe=67C2DD18 PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Sweet'N Low 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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Yes 2025-02-24 19:00 active 2623 0 VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE http://instagram.com/minimumwagetim Minimum Wage Tim's Coffee Co. https://www.facebook.com/61560197523778/ 1 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Visit Instagram Profile 0 instagram.com CAROUSEL http://instagram.com/minimumwagetim 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481119376_1113900390514403_3610058797095553588_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=gD8BNwfTgtcQ7kNvgFNzZLJ&_nc_oc=AdgbPNnFth9F3er8JXQZa2vWSFAWr-r3KciseiiFSKht129iRMuSsIq48B6mpw2RLfaL_CyPRYozVuJnyp4u6J97&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A8uVgZb4jZQNXqcNWU_G_lI&oh=00_AYAYDjsy92PpOQnVUt0qmCQ72LHpmMEkbIjxBTErUawO-Q&oe=67C2E821 PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Minimum Wage Tim's Coffee Co. 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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No 2025-02-24 19:00 active 2623 0 Claim Your Chance to Win Our Stylish Barefoot Sneakers No longer choose between comfort and style with Fleeters đŸ€© Feel the difference with our unique Barefoot Sneakers 👇 👣 Natural Comfort: Enjoy the feeling of bare feet with optimal protection. 🎹 Colorful & Fun: Vibrant designs to reflect your unique personality. 🌿 Environmentally friendly: Designed with plant-based and recycled materials for minimal impact on our planet. SIGN_UP http://fb.me/ Fleeters https://www.facebook.com/myfleeters/ 821 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Sign Up 0 fb.me DCO http://fb.me/ 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481102306_660765576291908_4895519231816938328_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=sD2zZY6S4iIQ7kNvgH4saYA&_nc_oc=AdhPDyiuSL-yWEuqia1McgFH6YjjqXs5G7jXldrisDQA35EZEjQ_nGcLKZgc9uvqURs0y74I4KZlew1eDKNsI1D5&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Al6acvPoZT1vu_w_aeHcJgD&oh=00_AYBDEiCQiMncCKV8yovif-w-8RUyJW5GHynRuCtB_T-2jw&oe=67C2E238 PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Fleeters 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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Yes 2025-02-25 17:24 active 2628 0 ☕ Sip & Smile Giveaway! 😁 Win a $100 Coffee Gift Card to The Alchemist Coffee Shop! Smile Plumbing and The Alchemist Coffee Roasting Co. are teaming up! We’re giving away a $100 gift card to one lucky coffee lover who wants to enjoy some of the best locally brewed coffee in town. ✅ How to Enter: ✔ Like & Follow both Smile Plumbing and Alchemist Coffee Roasting Co. on Facebook ✔ Share the giveaway video post on your timeline ✔ Invite your friends to like both pages ✔ Most Important: Visit callsmileplumbing.com/coffee to officially enter! 📅 Deadline: March 7, 2025 11:59pm 🏆 Winner Announced: March 10, 2025 ❀ Why Supporting Local Matters Local businesses are the heart of our community. By choosing local, you’re helping create jobs, strengthen our economy, and build a place where businesses and families thrive together. Smile Plumbing and The Alchemist Coffee are both locally owned and dedicated to serving our neighbors. This giveaway is our way of saying thank you for supporting local! So what are you waiting for? Enter now for a chance to win FREE COFFEE! ☕🎉 LIKE_PAGE Smile Plumbing https://www.facebook.com/callsmileplumbing/ 871 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Like Page 0 VIDEO 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480870811_475233802189642_5141087753766225372_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ML584DmNtUsQ7kNvgFkBGB5&_nc_oc=AdjyiiOTMk2WFiIudbPzDCR-FMBgSE4HWXrZgP0IVlGGm1ZOC_otaMDtP0j-fk8Jmso&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AQMcNQ6NQLpguoNJTM9dM7T&oh=00_AYA1xkEdBJ99iaPJMQRuyZWcLu819sfOzP0zqtvZBHo1gQ&oe=67C42012 PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Smile Plumbing 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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No 2025-02-24 19:00 active 2623 0 VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE http://instagram.com/iamtialouise Tia Louise Music https://www.facebook.com/iamtialouise/ 373 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Visit Instagram Profile 0 instagram.com CAROUSEL http://instagram.com/iamtialouise 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481667070_1342212813894446_3902491620464393313_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=aAtD8eGZ7CAQ7kNvgH24--V&_nc_oc=AdhJeHC8DfzQwVK_TB7rMOVgAxI3zIzJM0h9vcZdLyv-Nue-J3zJV4jHd8t5Jsid6jKz_ZWZ4V_pqmokfprmGnBh&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A4-JgeAKFTVntCphhG93PoM&oh=00_AYDwLkWYgRS0_N--bBAm6B6cjV_xMAyq66SrwIwmV2eMyA&oe=67C2ED93 PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Tia Louise Music 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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Yes 2025-02-25 16:51 active 2627 0 đ”đ§đœđ„đž 𝐓𝐞𝐝 Doesn't Want You To Miss Out! Tap "Get Offer" Now! 👇 t's official – you've won a TenPoint Siege RS410 in our spring giveaway! Join the celebration and claim yours. Don't let this opportunity slip away – order now and enjoy your triumph! GET_OFFER https://alishasupermarket.com/ Fishing & Hunting https://www.facebook.com/JoanFreshFarms/ 404 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Get Offer 0 alishasupermarket.com DCO https://alishasupermarket.com/ 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480982108_1616793625622251_92749466330186721_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=xZhKwGLuAewQ7kNvgHz2EN0&_nc_oc=AdgYiOYb1uG4WUQkW-RqVT_uV2LWGJKr3G7YlRFiF0i-llbTNK_0fFsPo_17i9OTmDkDHdIcLzjT-NV6wCRp22d5&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AJq8gStaOW3fa4pkP_yp4nA&oh=00_AYCDMNig5WLNF7JrMGK8H291CUgM3ozPFtCVkBP_ONIcdA&oe=67C42C6F PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Fishing & Hunting 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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Yes 2025-02-25 16:51 active 2627 0 Best survival games in 2024 INSTALL_MOBILE_APP http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.r Dark War Survival Mobile https://www.facebook.com/61566393095967/ 469 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Install now 0 play.google.com VIDEO http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.readygo.dark.gp 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-lga3-3.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480922071_1412675256786030_2077946143774019184_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=18K-aMt0HlkQ7kNvgG6xG-l&_nc_oc=Adj-kuH0Ra0oqxpj7USPygx-X0tixbDPk7akW9wb_zzfPh-2FDJrqCxEVXGeKr1L4bsqmFwoLs7OgOHOTK3C7Xcc&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-3.xx&_nc_gid=AJq8gStaOW3fa4pkP_yp4nA&oh=00_AYCVQk3WHrjbpkJpFt6hNK13RE9UfCieWWVrRqq-58R3cg&oe=67C421CF PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Dark War Survival Mobile 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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Yes 2025-02-25 16:51 active 2627 0 Best survival games in 2024 INSTALL_MOBILE_APP http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.r Dark War Survival Mobile https://www.facebook.com/61566393095967/ 469 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Install now 0 play.google.com VIDEO http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.readygo.dark.gp 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480907176_640642988462951_3693684889538816661_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=mGHhPxy4_xQQ7kNvgFpVGfp&_nc_oc=AdhwXKjXYHldtyG17l6r4Mq0LytTQRsKyybeBN2HgIeNMVgPo_SjA3IOjEeiuS437osGfa37S17L2v5qqCou1j6n&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AJq8gStaOW3fa4pkP_yp4nA&oh=00_AYCsxyl-hrNKuSIyJa7yDAcKYHg4dwoS9RMToY6ZNfMK6w&oe=67C42D95 PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Dark War Survival Mobile 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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Yes 2025-02-24 19:00 active 2623 0 VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE http://instagram.com/snapemall__ snapemall__ https://www.instagram.com/_u/snapemall__ 0 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Visit Instagram Profile 0 instagram.com CAROUSEL http://instagram.com/snapemall__ 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-19/476677219_1000587295309449_6330091600417699698_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s206x206_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=525117&_nc_ohc=vZHnNaVzNC8Q7kNvgFb_eNf&_nc_oc=AdhToxnOhsAKXMFnleaFG4Z4t11qyEv-Yh5GzVRq1Lnw1W_dNcX6CgpXz-L9f3TyAhhm5Vw92QQfdUk3lSuxG3Rs&_nc_zt=24&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com&oh=00_AYAZozW0yIBIQhHc2wDKEypIjepRx1ig-O0YqudMKJ839w&oe=67C2D2FD IG_ADS_IDENTITY 1 0 0 snapemall__ 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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Yes 2025-02-24 19:00 active 2623 0 VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE https://www.instagram.com/_u/minipong.usa Minipong https://www.facebook.com/61564904057067/ 1 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Visit Instagram Profile 0 instagram.com CAROUSEL https://www.instagram.com/_u/minipong.usa 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481071646_4089691384651227_3618274699687371802_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=cLtw4qShdgAQ7kNvgFCKj6F&_nc_oc=AdgbvcwVLL5EoDrGtln9PGAfRxA5h546eN7kuqvHnegBDPIBK3tToQo-mj8TXiSivCSY3YGdacV0VOhMhx_DL3Pc&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AFeZRdd5SaXwCJh8uvtGpmE&oh=00_AYCNs1mBzb_2iHr_LVvha7b_kXOuPpXj3Vik1PVTOkudwA&oe=67C2F2EE PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Minipong 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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Yes 2025-02-25 16:51 active 2627 0 Can you survive the winter? đŸ„¶đŸ„¶Survive the frost! Upgrade, tap, and defend your castle in this epic winter idle game!đŸ˜±đŸ˜± PLAY_GAME https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com. Winter Lord https://www.facebook.com/61560187741823/ 61 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Play Game 0 play.google.com DCO {{product.description}} https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.gamelab.winterlord.gp 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480781909_1298612678097191_2517652471795396924_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=bTmS7o9Rl6YQ7kNvgFbRCqg&_nc_oc=AdgK8zJQ5QVu2WlVm1uJjVWoSEbd-l0TEKHJtkUNj7CYVz4plQR7Qja-7gJ9BBa3gDuAJCRh5af3W2tGv1VcwCyV&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A9KMJLayjp9OnNVz5tGBYN0&oh=00_AYB9Zxb_W2h_Ey24WuRVYkq6u8lGm4wH5KcCcD7jPv1O1A&oe=67C4245A PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Winter Lord 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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