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2,496,215	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-11-21 00:03	active	1850		🎉 GIVEAWAY ALERT! 🎉 We’re giving away 3 SMART TVs and $300 in gift card to six lucky winners! Here’s how to enter: 1️⃣ Come in and test drive or 2️⃣ Apply on our website (www.alphamotorsut.com) 3️⃣ just be in our system durning the month of November Deadline: BLACK FRIDAY 11/29/2024 12pm MST Winner Announced: Winner will be contacted directly This giveaway is not affiliated with Instagram. Must be 18+ to enter. Good luck! 🤞✨	LEARN_MORE	https://linktr.ee/alphamotorsut	Alpha Motors, LLC	https://www.facebook.com/thealphamotorsut/	2,842	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	linktr.ee	VIDEO		https://linktr.ee/alphamotorsut	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/467847572_911512264282672_8980973747186565420_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=iL7QSorvVwsQ7kNvgFvpMy9&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AngYppCQNIPT-TmRN_wIaIg&oh=00_AYCI-b5MSRgEQd65KDMvpdufL87oZX9ubdyQOdkMFHwHTA&oe=67448FC1	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Alpha Motors, LLC	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,496,186	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-11-21 00:03	active	1850		‼️‼️ We want to appreciate all of you guys, with a little gift from us. A Free brunch for two people just follow the instructions and you might be the lucky one ‼️‼️‼️ Good Luck 🍀👍	VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE	http://instagram.com/elfuertedeloretophilly	elfuertedeloretophilly	https://www.instagram.com/_u/elfuertedeloretophilly	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Visit Instagram profile	instagram.com	IMAGE		http://instagram.com/elfuertedeloretophilly	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-19/350142208_1439741186790887_4215841810052759246_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s206x206&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=525117&_nc_ohc=sjg2nRFP1REQ7kNvgEC3-fG&_nc_zt=24&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com&oh=00_AYCEeA7NOmQoKOYLS-pzH5TOtE_cnoJa7FdrVQHf5WWE4g&oe=67449CAC	IG_ADS_IDENTITY	1	elfuertedeloretophilly	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
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2,496,487	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-11-21 00:03	active	1850		Duck Giveaway For the last few years I’ve run a giveaway and we’re back to release yet another feathered friend into the arms of a lucky individual. For new followers I’ve included past examples of the duck in the video, although at the end you will find a couple of clips showing the work of @freekske , who after the last giveaway had a go at making his own duck and it’s amazing! Thanks so much for sending the clips! I was tremendously flattered. Now the rules. To enter you must simply - 1. Follow @madebirds on Instagram. 2. Like and save this post and the previous post with the Pigeon. 3. Tag two friends who might be interested in this giveaway* 4. After the two tags you can have extra entries for extra tags, but each tag must be in a separate comment. 5. If you share in your insta stories you’ll get an extra entry but remember to tag me so I know! *ideally people who would actually be interested in my birds / fiddly moving craft things. The competition will close at 11pm on Tuesday the 26th of November and the winner will be chosen at random and publicly announced via a story and on the following day. The giveaway is open internationally. No purchase necessary. Open to entrants aged 18 and over. I will not ask you to click a link or pay a fee to claim a prize. This promotion is in no way sponsored, endorsed or administered by, or associated with, Instagram. #madebirds #automata #automaton #kineticsculpture #kineticart #mechanicalbirds #mechanicaltoy #mechanicalart #birdlovers #birdpainting #birdsofinstagram #etsyseller #etsyshop #mechanism #handmadegifts #wildlifeartist #natureart #miniatures #puppet #puppetmaking #modelmaking #artsculpture #woodwork #birdcarving #artistsoninstagram #giveaway #giveaways #giveawaytime	VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE	http://instagram.com/madebirds	madebirds	https://www.instagram.com/_u/madebirds	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Visit Instagram profile	instagram.com	VIDEO		http://instagram.com/madebirds	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-19/440641461_1522679681935852_3299786940688416564_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s206x206&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=525117&_nc_ohc=Xy6Ddfkx2G4Q7kNvgHZBgMR&_nc_zt=24&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.cdninstagram.com&oh=00_AYDOm4KvA1piH9Khc_TUoQN7xmZZb6HxhDr0i-Pbwp5Zhw&oe=67448B89	IG_ADS_IDENTITY	1	madebirds	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,496,672	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-11-21 00:03	active	1850	Limited Edition Hat Giveaway	Sweet lid alert! The first 1500 fans will score a hat designed by local artist Abigail Pixler at the IceHogs Black Friday game presented by BMO. Plus, enjoy $2 beers presented by Bud Light. 🧢🍻	ORDER_NOW	https://www.ticketmaster.com/rockford-icehogs-vs-c	Rockford IceHogs	https://www.facebook.com/RockfordIceHogs/	68,599	1969-12-31 18:00	Order Now	ticketmaster.com	DCO	Get tickets now!	https://www.ticketmaster.com/rockford-icehogs-vs-chicago-wolves-rockford-illinois-11-29-2024/event/04006125EF842D4A?CAMEFROM=CFC_BMO_HBC_DISP_METAADS_112924	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/467656682_9162853687111779_3754899173324382272_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=tacplKJJzE8Q7kNvgFM1YOv&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AtxpxwRvilU8nwIe9QxmITQ&oh=00_AYD1mNIkHuk9OfjDxhCti3c0tRFqK1JVXMt9Ykjm78qc0A&oe=6744AFC0	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Rockford IceHogs	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,496,504	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-11-21 00:03	active	1850	Win a FREE Website Now!	🎉 Win a FREE Website for Your Business! 🎉 Are you a contractor or home service provider? We’re giving away a custom website development package worth $8,500! 🚀 Imagine a website that brings in more customers, boosts your revenue, and helps you stand out from the competition—all for FREE! 💻 💡 Here’s How to Enter: ✔️ Click the link below ✔️ Enter every 24 hours to gain more chances to win. ✔️ Share your Refer a Friend link and earn 5 extra entries every time someone joins using your link! ⏰ Hurry—entries close on November 30th! The winner will be announced on December 1st. 📲 Don’t miss out on this game-changing opportunity for your business! Enter now and start building the future of your success. 👉 Enter Now at www.digitaldynamic.io/giveawayv2 #FreeWebsite #Giveaway #SmallBusinessGrowth #SEO #Contractors #HomeServiceProviders #DigitalDynamic	SIGN_UP	https://digitaldynamic.io/giveawayv2	Digital Dynamic	https://www.facebook.com/61568311661658/	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Sign up	digitaldynamic.io	IMAGE	Win a Free Website Development Package! At Digital Dynamic, we understand the importance of having a powerful online presence in today’s competitive market. That’s why we’re offering local contractors and home service providers the chance to win… A FREE custom website development package wor...	https://digitaldynamic.io/giveawayv2	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/467399648_541070795384321_4973721171207033110_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=fQW45HrvG3cQ7kNvgEj-F29&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ABAmMZCxKl1iwotwfGmi5E0&oh=00_AYC-VXuq1edvQbTItcKk1wOPs7ya9OtjW1I4DJpQnT667g&oe=67449844	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Digital Dynamic	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,497,609	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-11-21 00:03	active	1850	Continue reading	𝗔𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗱𝗶𝘃𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲, 𝗺𝘆 𝗲𝘅 𝗵𝘂𝘀𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗲, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗜 𝗱𝘂𝗺𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻! "Chapter 1 ""Ray,what's wrong--"" ""Val,get back in the car!Nothing happened tonight!"" The memory kept replaying in my mind,the night I lost my two-week-old baby and shattered bones in my body.The driver of the car was none other than my baby’s father,Raymond Forge.Anger simmered,deepening into silent hatred as I learned the truth that night:he’d been out for dinner with his beloved self-appointed assistant,Val. My Ray of Light:[Get back as soon as the doctor discharges you.I need you to oversee a proposal draft.I’ve paid the hospital bills.] That was the last text Raymond sent,after a long lecture about'me'getting into an accident. He never came to the hospital. He didn’t even know the woman he hit was me. He didn't know that I lost my child in that accident. ‘My Ray of Light'.How foolish I was to think he’d ever change,that he’d ever truly love me.This time,I will give Raymond a gift so that he will always remember the feeling of loss. —— The night I returned to the usually empty apartment I’d shared with Raymond for the last five years,I had to laugh at the sight of a amazing object tossed on the couch.Definitely not mine—and easy enough to guess it belonged to a certain Val. I threw it into the trash can in the bedroom,then carefully sat on the edge of the bed,mindful of my broken arm in its sling. “Mr.Phoenix,forgive me for calling so late.I’ve made up my mind to accept your company’s offer,”I said once my call connected. “Yes!When will you be joining us,Purple Hat?”he paused,then chuckled.“And please,call me Jake—like old times.No need to be so formal.” “You knew?”I narrowed my eyes at the name.I had expected him to find out. I only heard laughter from the other hand of the phone. “Anyway,”A small smile crept onto my face.“I’ll be moving to Bergcastle in about a week,Jake.I’ll start by the fifth of next month.” “Noted!I’ll send over a contract.And if you need any help with the move,just give me a call,okay?”With that,Jake ended the call. Just seconds later,I heard footsteps approaching.The slightly ajar door nudged open,and Raymond stepped in,phone in hand,his attention glued to the screen. “Oh,you’re back already,”he said,finally noticing me.His eyes stayed on the screen,his smile unmistakable—a dead giveaway he was texting Val. “Who were you on the phone with?”he asked,not bothering to look up from his screen. “Mr.Phoenix,”I replied plainly,with no attempt to hide anything. “I see.”He stepped further in,removing his tie and jacket,still half-absorbed in whatever was on his phone,then headed toward the bathroom. I exhaled slowly,feeling a mix of disappointment and relief.He hadn’t heard a word I’d said—because if he had,he’d have caught that I was talking to the Phoenix,CEO of his rival company.He hadn’t even asked about the cast and sling on my left arm.But for the first time,his indifference felt like a kind of freedom,strengthening my resolve to leave him. Just then,Raymond poked his head out from the bathroom door,frowning.“Where’s my towel and bathrobe?” I guessed he was irritated because I usually had them laid out before he got home.But before I could respond,his ringtone chimed from inside the bathroom,and his frown softened,a flicker of excitement lighting up his face. “Never mind.I’ll find them myself,”he said,disappearing back inside.He hurried to the shelf beside the bathroom,grabbing what he needed in a rush. I shrugged and turned my attention to my phone,drafting my resignation letter. Time passed.The clock on my phone read 2:15 a.m.by the time I finished the draft,yet Raymond still hadn’t come out of the bathroom. God knows what he was up to. As I leaned back onto the bed,careful not to jostle my broken arm,I realized just how drained I felt.The scenes from the hospital replayed in my mind,as vivid as if I’d just hit""replay."" I remember the moment Dr.Wayne told me on the third day after I woke up that I had lost my pup.He’d been so gentle,probably hoping a husband or family member would come by to support me.But since I hadn’t told my parents about the accident,and my boyfriend—not even a husband—never showed up,Dr.Wayne had to tell me directly. The memory left me feeling hollow.Tonight,I didn’t cry,but the weight of losing my baby before it even had a chance to live was still crushing.Even as I scrolled through my secret Facebook account out of habit,the grief pressed down on me,relentless. Just then,I spotted Raymond’s latest post:a picture of a table with wine glasses,half-empty plates,and a sparkling city view beyond the window. [“Sorry for the last-minute change.Not quite fine dining,but I hope the dinner makes up for it.A sudden meeting came up,and I’d hate to let down my loyal assistant after promising dinner.”] So that was why he’d spent all that time in the bathroom tonight. My phone buzzed with a new notification—an email from Jacob Phoenix.I opened it and found a link to the digital contract at the bottom.Without hesitation,I clicked through and reviewed the terms,signing once I’d skimmed over them. Jake had tailored the contract according to our previous conversation—to my surprise.I’d handle further negotiations about my working conditions once I crossed that bridge.Right now,my only priority was leaving Raymond’s company and freeing myself from all of...this. Chapter 2 The next morning,after struggling through my shower,I noticed Raymond was nowhere in the room—a rare thing for him to be up so early.Hearing noise from the dining area,I didn’t bother calling his name. Once I was dressed and ready to leave,my gaze drifted to the trash can.The stuff I threw in there yesterday is there.I paused,debating whether to bring it up.Finally,I bent down,picked it up without a second thought,and headed out. On the dining table,a paper bag with the logo of a popular sandwich shop sat neatly waiting.Inside,a carefully wrapped sandwich caught my eye.But as soon as I reached for it,Raymond’s hand slapped mine away. “That has shrimp in it.You’re allergic,right?” I froze for a moment,realizing the sandwich wasn’t for me.It was for his precious assistant. “Here,take mine.”He pushed another bag toward me.“It’s a tuna sandwich.I’m not that hungry anyway.” That was it.The restraint I’d clung to since yesterday snapped.“I have no such allergies!” “We’ve lived together for years,Raymond.You know I hate tuna.” He looked taken aback at first,but quickly shifted to annoyance.“It’s just a sandwich,Anne.Don’t eat it if you don’t like it.Simple.” He stood abruptly,raising a hand to silence any further argument. “Whatever,”he muttered.“It’s morning,and it’s going to be a long day.I’m out.”He grabbed the other sandwich bag,then moved to the kitchen island to collect his things—bag,phone,car keys. “I was going to drive you to work,but clearly it’s better if we go separately to cool off.We need professionalism at the office,right?Can’t do that if we’re both angry.”His words dripped with sarcasm as he head towards the entrance door. As expected.Fortunately,I had something in hand to get back at him. “Raymond,”I called,stepping slightly in his way by the entrance.I hold up the things I picked up from the trash can.“Could you return this to Valentine?I noticed it was left in our bedroom yesterday.” His eyes went wide,his mouth half-open as if he wanted to respond.For a moment,guilt flashed in his gaze as he searched my face. But since I didn’t sound angry,he managed to recover,shrugging as he replied,“I’ll remind her to keep track of her things next time.” “Sure,”I said with a nod. I turned away,picking up my own bag and pulling out my phone to order an online cab. “Hey,about the ride to the office today…”he started,a hint of hesitation in his voice. “We’re going separately,remember?”I replied smoothly,a slight smile on my face.“You were right—we need to keep things professional.And look,”I added,showing him my phone screen,“my ride’s already on its way,just fifteen minutes.” I moved to the shoe rack by the door,brushing past him without much interest. “I’ll head out first.Can you lock up when you leave?”I said,slightly struggling to get my shoes on. Without waiting for his reaction,I stepped out of the apartment as soon as my shoes felt secure and headed down to the lobby to wait for the cab I’d ordered. Oddly enough,I felt at ease.Truly at ease. It wasn’t as though Raymond had ever made a habit of driving me to work in all our years together—not even back in college.He’d always been the type who“likes to keep professional matters separate from personal ones.” Right.Just like how he’d prioritized Valentine,chauffeuring her to work during her first week on the job. My smile widened as I spotted my cab pulling up to the drop-off area. Now that I thought about it,leaving for work on my own wasn’t so bad after all. Hopefully,today’s work wouldn’t be too chaotic to handle. I need to hold on for few more days until I my resignation letter got approved. This is also the gift I am about to give him. Chapter 3 ""Did you see Mr.Forge came in with Valentine today?If he really cared about Anne,wouldn’t he have made sure she wasn’t coming in alone?Her arm’s still broken,isn’t it?"" I paused just before stepping into the breakroom,my hand frozen on the door handle. ""Exactly!""another voice chimed in.""Everyone's talking about it.She’s really got her claws into the CEO,doesn’t she?Poor Anne.But can you blame her?After all,who’d let go of a CEO?Imagine the power—and the perks—that come from being so close to him."" At that,I pushed the door open,cutting their whispers short.The breakroom went silent. Without a word,I walked to the water station,filled my bottle,and then left just as quietly as I'd entered. * ""So this is where you've been hiding."" I looked up from my screen to see Raymond standing there,brows knit and lips twisted into a faint scowl. Normally,I'd be full of apologies,stumbling over myself to explain why I hadn’t answered his messages because of my workload. But tonight?I couldn’t bring myself to care about his irritation. My gaze drifted past him to the wall clock ticking its way to 10:10 PM.That explained why the office had grown so quiet. ""Why didn’t you respond to my messages?""Raymond pressed,his voice clipped with impatience. I blinked,reaching into my purse to fish out my personal phone.Sure enough,his last message was waiting on the screen. Mr.X:[You wouldn’t complain about getting a strawberry cupcake,right?] Just then,he set down a small,pristine package from Smile Cake—the most sought-after bakery in town,a haven for sweets lovers. Normally,I’d be overjoyed,but tonight,the gesture left me cold.I simply returned my attention to the monitor,ignoring the neatly wrapped box. “What?”he asked,his voice now tinged with confusion and simmering irritation.""You used to beg me to get you one of these."" ""Raymond,it’s past 10 PM,""I said with a sigh,my fingers still tapping on the keyboard.""I told you—I don’t eat sweets at night.I’ll get a sugar rush and be up half the night."" Before he could protest,I added,“And wasn’t it you who told me to stop wanting‘childish’things like cupcakes?” There was a pause.Out of the corner of my eye,I saw him open his mouth,then close it,clearly taken aback Maybe he hadn’t expected me to push back,or maybe he was struggling to brush off his own words from the past. But before either of us could speak again,his phone buzzed.He answered it quickly,not even checking the screen. “My God,Ray!Why did you send me THIS many cupcakes—”The voice was loud and unmistakable.Valentine. Raymond hurriedly lowered the volume,stepping away from my cubicle,his expression caught somewhere between guilt and panic. Before he disappeared around the corner,he turned back,mouthing,“Wait here.Go home with me.” I rolled my eyes and returned to my screen,already tuning him out. * In the end,Raymond drove me home. I didn’t wait for him to get out of the car—he was already absorbed in his phone,grinning like a fool at whatever was on the screen. At this point,I didn’t need to guess who he was texting. Once inside,I went straight to my bedroom,grabbed my suitcase,and began packing the essentials I’d take back to my hometown.With my injury,though,it was slow going;every movement took twice as long as I’d hoped. “Anne!”Raymond’s voice startled me. He appeared in the doorway,still smirking from whatever chat he’d been having on his phone.There was a beat of silence as he took in the scene,and then his smile disappeared,replaced by a look of irritation. “What’s this?”he demanded,incredulous.“Are you seriously threatening to leave just because you were upset this morning?” He didn’t stop there.“I was about to tell you I’ll be going on a business trip next month.I wanted to ask what you might want,and this is how you act?” I looked up,meeting his gaze without a hint of hesitation.“Oh,you don't need to bother bringing me anything,”I replied calmly,tucking a lipstick into my suitcase.“Really,I'm fine.” His offer meant nothing to me now.Soon,I’d be gone from this place anyway. ""I can’t believe you,Anne,”he muttered,a note of dismay in his voice.“You know how exhausting work is,and this is what I come home to?”He loosened his tie and tossed it onto the bed along with his suit jacket. Chapter 4 “Why do you always have to be so dramatic?Fine—stay mad if you want.I’m done with it.” With that,he left,slamming the door behind him.Moments later,I heard his car engine rev up and fade as he sped away,leaving the house in silence. I exhaled slowly,only then realizing I’d been holding my breath.But this time,my sigh wasn’t one of fear or sadness—it was a release,a quiet vent for the anger I’d been holding back. In the past,whenever Raymond stormed out like this,I’d break down,calling him again and again,apologizing for things I’d never done wrong,desperate to bring him back.I’d twist myself in knots,taking on all the blame,just to calm him down. But where had that gotten me? Nowhere. Now that I could finally see things clearly,I recognized the pattern:he’d blame me,or ice me out whenever I didn’t fall in line. It was a constant,endless game where I was always the one at fault. I felt a wry smile tug at my lips—a bitter laugh,mostly at myself.How desperate had I been? I took a long shower and crawled into bed.That night,for the first time in our entire relationship,he didn’t receive a single missed call from me. Wherever he was going,I’d let him go. * The next morning,as I stepped out of the bedroom,I noticed the door to Raymond’s study slightly ajar.Passing by,I glimpsed him asleep on the sofa inside,a book draped over his face.He’d already changed into his nightclothes. Was this his way of showing he expected an apology from me? I shook my head. Ah,whatever. I ignored him and headed to the kitchen. When I began preparing breakfast—though not for two,since my injured arm slowed me down—I heard footsteps descending from the second floor. “Make me an apple pie before 4 p.m.,”Raymond ordered abruptly,barely glancing my way.“I've told the HR.No need for you to go to work today.” I nearly dropped the spatula when I heard him. Making an apple pie had been a tradition I’d started when we first began dating.I’d baked one from my late grandma’s recipe for his birthday,just as she had always done for mine. I had to hold back a scowl at his order,maybe because of the dismissive tone I was finally noticing.Or,MAYBE,it was because my arm was still in a sling,making the task he’d just demanded next to impossible—something anyone could see,especially him. A faint buzz came from his phone.I didn’t need to ask who was actually ordering that pie. Since I was kind of thrown by his request,I stood silent for a while,letting the tension in the room build.Per usual,Raymond didn’t seem to notice or care.Instead,he was waiting expectantly for me to agree. “Sure,”I said,swallowing my irritation and reminding myself I hadn’t yet received approval for my resignation from his company.“I’ll need to buy the ingredients first.” With that,I turned off the stove and headed upstairs to grab my purse,intending to leave for the market. “What about breakfast?”Raymond called from below. I glanced back at him. Was he serious? I fought the urge to roll my eyes and hummed,pretending to be oblivious. “Hm…but you need the pie ready by 4,right?I don't think I will make it if I don’t get the ingredients now.”Then I added,“You could finish my cooking though...or get something else.Totally up to you.” With that,I went to grab my things and headed to the market,calling a cab along the way. Chapter 5 [Deposit Blocked:Transaction Rejected An attempted deposit of$10,000.00 from'Raymond Ford'has been rejected. This transaction was blocked based on your account settings,which currently deny incoming transfers from this account. If you'd like to adjust your settings or review this transaction,please go to Account Settings or contact Customer Support for assistance.] I couldn’t help but smirk at the notification,shaking my head at the absurdity of it all. Raymond had left the house earlier,his eyes practically gleaming with satisfaction as he saw the pie he requested was done perfectly. Without another word,he took it and left,no doubt believing he had done something to make up for the tension between us. I knew exactly what he was thinking:he thought a large sum of money would smooth things between us. To be honest,in the past,his""money apologies""had worked,at least for a while.When he threw cash at my anger,it temporarily dulled the sting,letting me forget the hurt of his indifference. Back then,I had even used some of it to distract myself from how he had rejected me,offering me little more than empty promises. Now,he must have believed the same trick would work again.After all,I hadn’t made much complain about the money before. What he didn’t know,however,was that I had long since built my own fortune. As an expert marketing consultant with a growing alter persona,Purple Hat,in the digital world.For the past four years,I had been earning far more than anything Raymond’s company could offer. I had started returning his“money apologies”since then,in amounts carefully chosen to trigger bank alerts. And now,as I looked at the rejection notification,I could almost picture Raymond,furiously trying to figure out why his money had bounced. * [Mr.X is calling] I glanced away from my laptop at the buzzing phone.I stared at the screen,half-expecting Raymond to call around this hour.After a moment,I picked up. The silence on my end prompted him to start. ""Anne,are you at home?""he asked,his voice soft. It was always like this—Raymond’s tone softened whenever we were apart,a contrast to the sharper edge he used in person. ""Is there something you need?""I asked,brushing past his question. ""Well...not really,""he replied,still in that gentle tone,so different from the raised voice he’d used earlier this morning.""Just...your apple pie tastes amazing."" I nodded to myself.""Yeah,I know.I put effort into it."" ""Anne,are you still—"" ""Oh?Are you calling Ann?""a bubbly,feminine voice broke in from the background—Valentine. ""Anne!""she chimed,her tone sugary and bright.""Raymond said you made the apple pie!It was insanely good!How did you even manage it?I'm jealous!I wish I had your baking skills.Last time I tried,the whole kitchen nearly went up in flames if Raymond hadn’t been there to save it!"" A nerve pulsed in my temple—not out of jealousy that Raymond and Valentine were together without me knowing,but because of her faux-innocent chatter that made my skin crawl. ""Oh yeah!You can come anytime!I’m basically throwing a birthday party right now and—"" “No,you don’t need to come,Anne,”Raymond cut in firmly.“I’m still waiting on that last report to be finished,okay?” Before I could get a word in,the line went dead. I stared at my phone,disbelief simmering.How did I ever fall for a guy like this? A few seconds later,my phone buzzed.It was a message from Raymond: Mr.X:[I take back what I said.Please come over.Pick up some Coke from the convenience store—Valentine forgot to get it for her little party.] There was a location link sent afterward. The oddest word in that text was[please]—a dead giveaway that Raymond hadn’t typed it.Somehow,Valentine had gotten hold of his phone and sent the message herself.Raymond never invited me anywhere near him when he had his“dates”with Valentine. I sighed,shaking my head.Did Valentine really think I was that clueless? Oh,but wait a minute… I paused,a slow smile creeping across my face. I think I could use this opportunity to finally resign—for good. Chapter 6 ""Anne,you came!""Valentine greeted brightly as I stepped into the VIP room of the restaurant. Her hand lingered deliberately on Raymond’s hand before she pulled it away in a mock panic,as if she’d been caught in the act. Raymond,meanwhile,adjusted himself in his chair,silently picking at the last piece of pie he’d been about to feed her. His eyes narrowed,glaring at me with a silent question:'Why are you here?' I shrugged,strolling over and setting a grocery bag with two bottles of cola on the table. I hadn’t bothered to dress up—just a hoodie,joggers,and my bag slung over one shoulder.Ignoring their stares,I fished a small file folder from my bag,keeping my attention on it instead of them. Sensing the tension rising,Valentine’s expression shifted nervously.She leaned closer to Raymond,cooing,""It was my idea to invite her,Ray.Don’t be mad at her.”Her voice was sickly sweet.“I just really wanted cola,so I borrowed your phone to ask her to bring us some.I didn’t mention it right away...I guess I felt a little mischievous today.” Raymond's irritated expression softened almost instantly as Valentine pouted.He tapped her forehead gently,his earlier stiffness melting away. Seizing the moment,I pressed an open document into his hands,already flipped to the page where I needed his signature.He pulled back slightly,confused,but I didn’t give him a chance to read on it. “This needs your signature,”I said flatly. “You came all the way here just for this?”he asked,trailing off. “First,it was for the cola,”I replied.“I’ll be on my way once we’re done.Clearly,I’m not exactly welcome here.” Raymond looked at me,caught off guard by my bluntness,but with a slight shake of his head,he picked up the pen I’d set beside the document and signed the bottom of the page. Under normal circumstances,he would have read through it first,but my sudden arrival,Valentine’s clinginess,and his clear desire to end this encounter quickly nudged him into signing without much thought. He hadn’t noticed my resignation letter slipped neatly between the pages.If HR had accepted it yesterday,I wouldn’t have needed to resort to these tactics. As Raymond flipped to the next page to sign,I noticed Valentine watching me out of the corner of my eye. ""Oh!That black ring you’re wearing looks so familiar,""she chirped suddenly. I glanced at her,waiting for her to continue. “Raymond,doesn’t that ring look just like the one you tossed in the trash the other day?”she asked,her voice syrupy and sweet. I saw a flicker of panic in Raymond’s eyes as he hastily signed the last page.I simply smiled at their little charade. “Rings like these are pretty common,Val,”I replied calmly,tucking the signed document back into my bag. Before leaving,I glanced down at the ring—a custom piece I’d ordered to symbolize the bond between me and Raymond,once a symbol of hope that he’d replace it with a wedding band. I slipped it off,a small smile forming as I turned it over in my hand. Time to part ways with this ring,too. “Would you like it,Val?”I asked,turning to her,holding the ring out with a casual shrug.“I’m getting a bit bored with the design myself.” “Oh!Well…”Valentine stammered,clearly taken aback. I gave her a nod and shrugged.As I made my way to the door,I spotted a trash can nearby.Stepping on the pedal to open the lid,I dropped the ring inside before heading out of the restaurant. The night breeze greeted me as I stepped outside,crisp and cool—a fresh start. Buzz!Buzz! Seeing my mother’s name flash on the screen,I pulled my phone from my hoodie pocket and picked up immediately.""Hey,Ma!Everything okay?"" ""Anne!Why didn’t you reply to my messages?Are you really coming home soon?Did you buy tickets already?”My mom bombarded me with questions,her usual way of following up whenever I updated her in chat. I let out a sigh of relief,glad she was alright.“I haven’t bought a ticket yet,Ma.Probably tomorrow.” “Ticket?Ma?You’re going home?”My heart skipped a beat as Raymond’s voice sounded behind me. Forcing myself to stay calm,I replied,“Yes,I mentioned to you that my mom’s been unwell since last month,right?”I fibbed,gripping the strap of my bag just a bit tighter.“I just want to check in on her.I haven’t been home in a while.” Raymond studied me,his expression unreadable.“I see.” I hoped he’d leave it at that,but instead,he continued to stare,his gaze almost probing. What did he want? Without another word,he commanded,“I’m done eating.Come with me,”his tone firm. I blinked.“Huh?” Ignoring my confusion,he took hold of my uninjured arm and led me to his car without waiting for permission. “I’ve booked a hotel nearby.Come,”he said without even looking back at me. Chapter 7 It was pointless to ask Raymond anything when he’d already made up his mind.That’s why I stayed silent during the drive,my mind racing,and remained quiet as he closed the hotel door behind me. The hotel was luxurious,with stunning views,and a fancy jacuzzi just a few paces from the bed.But I barely registered it. My thoughts were too jumbled,too frantic.What did he really want from me? Raymond removed his suit jacket and tie,walking past me without a word,heading to a desk nearby where his laptop already sat waiting. “It’s late.Go to sleep,”he said nonchalantly,settling into the chair and powering up his laptop. I blinked,still unsure whether to believe what I’d just heard or continue questioning his intentions. Perhaps sensing my confusion,Raymond glanced up from his screen,his eyes locking with mine.“I need to contact an overseas partner.Go to sleep,”he said,his tone a little more insistent. “Okay…”I replied,trying to sound calm,but even I could hear the uncertainty in my voice. I eventually settled onto the bed,forcing myself to stay alert,trying to figure out what Raymond had planned.But exhaustion got the better of me,and I drifted off to sleep. The next thing I knew,I woke up still in the hotel room,tucked under the blanket. ""You’re finally awake,""Raymond’s voice broke the silence.He was sitting at the desk,typing away on his keyboard—deep in work. ""Go shower.Breakfast is on its way,""he added,picking up his phone to call room service.""I’m taking you out today."" ""Raymond—""I started to protest.His actions were confusing me. Was he trying to make up for something?Was this part of his game?My mind raced,and doubts began to creep in,until he asked the next question. ""Did you change your phone password?""he asked,his eyes locking onto me,as if I owed him an explanation. Then it clicked.Last night,he’d been trying to access my phone,no doubt attempting to dig into my life.This was still part of his tactic,his way of trying to win me over with""apology money""after I’d rejected his ten thousand dollars. ""I did,""I replied flatly,not bothering to give him more of an answer. Without waiting for his reaction,I stretched my arms,waking up fully.Then I made my way to the shower. Once I got through whatever he had planned for today,I’d be done with him for good. * ""You always told me you wanted to visit Mousey Park with me,""Raymond said,a hint of frustration in his voice as he handed me an ice cream he’d just bought from a booth.""I took the day off,took you on various rides,but you seemed bored the entire time."" I accepted the ice cream cup without a second thought,my mind drifting. As I took a moment to reflect,I realized he was right—I hadn’t felt anything today.The park was filled with visitors,despite it not being a national holiday,their laughter and chatter a stark contrast to our quiet stroll from one ride to the next. We barely exchanged words,moving mechanically from one attraction to another. This was supposed to be the most romantic day I’d dreamed of spending with Raymond.Had I always imagined it like this?So…hollow? A bitter pang settled in my heart.I wished I’d realized it sooner. I glanced up at the sun,filtering through the shadows of the park’s cafeteria area. “Well,today’s been hot…”was all I could manage to say before Raymond’s attention shifted. He pulled out his phone,scrolling through the screen with focused intent. The softening of his expression was enough of a sign for me to know who had called:Valentine. “Wait for me here,I’m going to the bathroom for a bit,”Raymond said,already stepping away from me without a second glance. I shrugged,finishing my ice cream,and settled into a quiet patience,waiting for the next hour to pass.As expected,Raymond didn’t return. I could only wonder what he was doing with Valentine,and the thought gnawed at me. Once again,I was reminded that I should have walked away from him long ago. With a sigh,I grabbed the bag I’d been carrying since yesterday and left the park. I headed straight for a mailing service,opting for the fastest delivery method to send the signed documents along with my resignation letter to HR. Once that was done,I went to Raymond’s house,packed up my suitcases,and made my way to the train station. I waited for about an hour for my train to arrive.By the time it was 7 PM,I turned my phone back on,only to be greeted with a barrage of notifications. Raymond’s ID appeared first in the flood of notifications—over 200 messages from him alone. I didn’t bother to open any of them.Instead,I quickly typed my final goodbye. 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2,496,881	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-11-21 00:03	active	1850	Win the Ultimate Thanksgiving Giveaway	Ever dreamed of living the VIP life and having special access to the Thanksgiving Day Parade? Now's your chance! Win a 2-night stay at the iconic New York Marriott Marquis, special security escort and exclusive access to the Thanksgiving Day Parade, and Thanksgiving Brunch in the Broadway Lounge. Here's How to Enter: - Follow @newyorkmarriottmarquis - Tag a member of your family - Click "Learn More" and submit your entry! A lucky winner will be chosen on November 24th! T&C’s: This giveaway is not sponsored or endorsed by Instagram. Winner must be 21 years of age or older and must reside within the contiguous United States. Not redeemable for cash or other prizes. Prize is non-transferable. Blackout dates may apply. View complete Terms and Conditions by clicking "Learn More". #MarriottBonvoy #NYC #Giveaway #NewYorkMarriottMarquis #TimesSquare #MyMarquisMoment #Thanksgiving #ThanksgivingDayParade #ThanksgivingParade #MacysThanksgivingDayParade #Brunch #ThanksgivingBrunch	LEARN_MORE	https://marriottmarquistimessquare.com/win-the-ult	New York Marriott Marquis	https://www.facebook.com/NewYorkMarriottMarquis/	56,208	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	marriottmarquistimessquare.com	DCO	{{product.description}}	https://marriottmarquistimessquare.com/win-the-ultimate-thanksgiving-giveaway/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/466974330_390093630850567_8770520335732362333_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=FnQxY9X-cm4Q7kNvgF266di&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AkVOHveZrlV9HXfjuNw8D0q&oh=00_AYD224u4nWSf-uK9xPd9WAuwK4G1YKjmaTmlSR3j67_jPg&oe=67448C8B	PERSON_PROFILE	0	New York Marriott Marquis	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
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2,496,217	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-11-21 00:03	active	1850		Run a Mock EJK & send EJK your results and we will send you a $200 Bookshop gift certificate! Let us support you and diversify your library with the best cutting edge KidLit on the market. https://www.ejkf.org/mock-ejk-award-lesson-plans-materials/ Bookshop #EJKAward #mockEJK #EzraJackKeats #SnowyDay #Giveaway #Educators #Librarians #Bookshop #Education #Teachers #kidlit	LEARN_MORE	http://www.ejkf.org/	Ezra Jack Keats Foundation	https://www.facebook.com/EzraJackKeats/	3,625	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	ejkf.org	IMAGE		http://www.ejkf.org/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/467399211_1491850578156421_6697996438272642470_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=eWYk1e6Kqx4Q7kNvgH-C9W8&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AngYppCQNIPT-TmRN_wIaIg&oh=00_AYBCM_6h76dAz3d9hyfj0cB8qTcxfjVy2vyzERwZnhbv_g&oe=6744B6C9	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Ezra Jack Keats Foundation	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,497,352	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-11-21 00:03	active	1850		🤷🏻‍♀️You may be wondering, what the heck is PINK FRIDAY?! Well, it is the boutique version of Black Friday. Big box stores are the main attraction on Black Friday, so Pink Friday gives you a chance to SHOP SMALL a week before Black Friday. We are celebrating with discounted prices, gifts with purchase, fun pop ups, and a great giveaway 🙌🩷 Our giveaway is a Color Consultation with Alex@lyntaylorcolor Here's how to enter: 1️⃣ Like this Post 2️⃣ Comment a pink 🩷 if you're excited about Pink Friday. For extra entries: ️⃣ SHARE this post on your IG story. Be sure to tag @mainstreamboutiqueofwaco so you can get credit. ️⃣ JOIN US at the boutique on Friday 🛍			Mainstream Boutique Waco	https://www.facebook.com/mainstreamboutiquewaco/	7,314	1969-12-31 18:00			IMAGE			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/467774355_1258734428607791_5669818021476816442_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=F3V9m8sQGuIQ7kNvgHXNh20&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AWS41jNhLSfAVenh8cdPzCp&oh=00_AYAkksD0IIIjXr74Wlfr7iXV7Be8Pju6rpfEpviWtUzxGw&oe=6744B44A	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Mainstream Boutique Waco	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,496,537	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-11-21 00:03	active	1850			VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE	http://instagram.com/herbandroot	Herb & Root	https://www.facebook.com/HerbandRoot/	3,088	1969-12-31 18:00	Visit Instagram Profile	instagram.com	CAROUSEL		http://instagram.com/herbandroot	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/467373765_3857853444489673_6821460135274384135_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=6PETapNJ2FkQ7kNvgGF-vyw&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A0dyBmRfyG8K-r2MRj2MvrY&oh=00_AYBUUthPDHnLKGUHm7nUXWOTXTNo0KgoOaxZK9nacDc8Nw&oe=6744B53B	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Herb & Root	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete

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