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No | 2024-11-27 18:48 | active | 1930 | 0 | Read next chapter | For her, marrying her best friend and carrying his child was a dream come true. However, just at this joyful moment, the man's beloved returned... ===== "It's a good thing you're cautious. You could've lost your baby, Miss Monroe," the GYN told me seriously as she could see the shock in my eyes. Had I heard it right? I was pregnant? I was pregnant with a baby for Pierce--my best friend and my first crush! On the way out of the hospital, I couldn't wait to tell Pierce about our baby. I wondered what his reaction would be. Would he scream in happiness? God! I couldn't contain my happiness. I cupped my flushed face as I fantasized, but the moment I felt the cold of the simple ring on my finger, my wildly beating heart calmed down. I almost forgot that Pierce wasn't the type to be keen on having children, especially since our marriage was arranged by his family. Pierce was a complete gentleman, both as a friend and a husband. Every time we did intimate thing, he was considerate yet cautious, saying there was no need to add extra shackles when we weren't ready. This baby, in a way, was out of the plan. "Ma'am, is everything okay? Do you need to call the boss?" my private driver, Luke, asked worriedly as he noticed my frown. Luke was reliable, like family, but if I chose to share, I still wanted Pierce to be the first to know this news. He was my baby's father. "No," I shook my head, giving Luke a reassuring smile. "He's on a flight. I'll talk to him later myself." I wanted to sense his answer directly from his raw expressions. I was always good at that. I closed my eyes, recalling the first day we met. His bright smile in the sunlight was so dazzling; he was a Prince. Long before we became best friends, I fell in love with him at first sight. But it was only unrequited love; I knew that well. I slid down the car window to get some fresh air but accidentally caught a glimpse of our old high school. That bitter feeling filled my chest once again. Pierce was my first love, but I wasn't his. In high school, I was just a boring nerd in others' eyes while Pierce Anderson was the shining quarterback. Everyone was surprised that we could be friends. Though envy arose, I enjoyed being around him. I slowly realized that I didn't just want to be his friend. However, right when I was about to confess my feelings to him, another girl came into his life. I shook my head, trying to rid myself of those sad memories. I gripped the cold wedding ring on my finger, telling myself the past was the past. Pierce said they were over, and I was his wife now. I was his wife who was carrying his baby. I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes and opened the door to our house. My heart calmed as I breathed in the scent of home. Our home. Pierce and I decorated it together with our own hands. We enjoyed it. Yes, I must have been overthinking. That woman had been out of our lives for a long time, and my marriage with Pierce had been as beautiful as a fairy tale for the past three years. I glanced at the clock on the wall. At this point, Pierce should have gotten off the plane. He had been traveling for over a month for the sake of our family's business. Pierce was the President of ADE, the leading fashion magazine company in Asia, and I was actually the Vice President. We were not only life partners but also good partners at work. I really missed him. I dialed his number immediately. I wanted to hear his voice now, to know when he would arrive home. I would prepare a good meal for him, and he would reward me with a sweet k*ss. Then we might do intimate thing... Oops, I almost forgot I was pregnant now. I needed to tell him this first before we could do anything else. I was happily envisioning our lovely reunion when my heart dropped as a woman's voice came over the line. [Hello?] I snapped the phone as just one word came out. My phone fell to the floor, and my body started shaking uncontrollably. NO! It couldn't be her! It couldn't be Lexi! She was already out of our lives! I must have misheard. I rushed to the fridge, attempting to calm myself with some al**hol. But the moment I was reminded of the doctor's words and my baby. I needed to be cautious for my baby's sake. I turned to grab a box of milk and walked toward the sofa. I didn't know what made me recognize that as Lexi's voice at that moment. I meant Lexi and I were never close. Lexi Gilbert was a typical blonde beauty that men would go crazy for. She was the popular cheerleader in high school while Pierce was the star quarterback. A better match than he and a nerd like me, right? It wasn't surprising that he had fallen for her. My pride couldn't stand watching the man I loved go crazy for another woman. So I had once tried to stay away from them silently, but Pierce refused to quit my life. Every time I drowned myself in a sea of books and studies to forget them, Pierce would appear at my doorstep asking me out. I couldn't say no to his charming smile; I couldn't refuse when he claimed it was his duty as my best friend to take me out to enjoy the real world. To avoid ruining our friendship, I could only hide my broken heart, silently playing the role of his best friend while watching his happy face as he pursued another girl. I finally mustered the courage to study abroad when I learned that Pierce was planning to propose to Lexi. However, I never expected Grams would call to beg me to return. I hurried back only to see a lifeless Pierce. His heart was shattered, thanks to Lexi. My beloved sunshine boy was nowhere to be seen, and my heart b*ed for him. I started to hate Lexi from that moment. I gave up my cherished man for her, and how dared she harm him so badly! Pierce didn't tell anyone what happened except that he was done with Lexi. Grams arranged our marriage. I didn't understand why he agreed until the day I heard him say that marrying anyone but Lexi would be the same for him. It hurt like hell, but I still walked into this marriage without a second thought. My cherished boy was broken, and I wanted to fix him, not caring if I ruined myself in the process. I fell asleep at home, feeling insecure and worried. I woke up in the middle of the night when I felt someone caressing my cheek. Slowly, I opened my eyes and realized I had fallen asleep in the living room. Someone lifted me from the couch. I immediately recognized his scent and touch as I looked at him with heavy-lidded eyes. "Pierce..." "Hmm," he hummed as he walked toward the stairs. "Why did you sleep on the couch?" I stared at his face as he gently placed me down on the bed. He caressed my hair and k*ssed my forehead. He was always so gentle, and that was why I loved him so much. "Where have you been? I've been waiting for you," I said as I caressed his cheek. "Just met a friend. You said you were waiting for me; is it something urgent?" Looking at his gentle face, I suddenly didn't want to ruin the moment, so I closed my parted lips and swallowed the truth back down. Tomorrow, maybe tomorrow, I would have the courage to face all the puzzles. I shook my head and pouted, signaling that I was sleepy. He chuckled and carefully carried me to the bed. Just as he was about to leave me after giving me a goodnight k*ss, I panicked for some reason. I quickly grabbed him... I missed him. I wanted him. "Wait, Kels," he said, stopping me by pinning my hands to the bed. "I thought you said you were sleepy and needed to rest." "But I think I miss you more now." I looked at him with innocence and caught the d**ire flashing in his eyes, but I didn't know why it faded so quickly. He used to be happy when I took the initiative. As if noticing my confusion, he chuckled and playfully pinched my nose. "I'll just take a shower." I nodded and watched him as he walked toward the bathroom. But drowsiness struck again, so I closed my eyes to take a nap. However, it was already morning when I opened my eyes again, and Pierce was beside me, putting a tray of food on the bedside table. "Hey!" I greeted, smiling when I realized what he'd done. He had prepared breakfast for me. In bed. The sweetest. He smiled and sat on the edge of the bed. "Good morning." I grinned as I sat up. He carried the tray and put it beside me. I shot an eyebrow up, tilting my head as I stared at his handsome face. His deep brown eyes and thick, black eyebrows complemented his striking features. "What is this? Is this a bribe? You stood me up last night, bad boy." He didn't laugh. Instead, he heaved a sigh, gently tucking my hair behind my ear before taking my hand and staring into my eyes. "I have something to tell you." My heart raced. I thought about our baby. He had something to say, and I did too. "W-What is it?" I asked, feeling my voice tremble. He took a deep breath. "You know you're important to me, right?" I slowly nodded, my lips parted. I couldn't speak; I was scared of what he was about to say. I had a bad feeling about this. "You were my best friend before we got married. You're one of the few people I treasure..." I hid my clenched fists under the sheets. I didn't understand why he was telling me this, but I felt tears pooling in the corner of my eyes already. "Kelly..." He paused, squeezing his eyes shut before looking into mine again. "I-I think it's time for us to divorce." "P-Pierce..." My heart clenched. He smiled sadly. "I know you don't have feelings for me either. You only married me because of my grandparents. You just did this because you love them. Now it's time for our real happiness, Kelly." I shook my head. "W-What are you talking about, Pierce?" "Lexi is back, Kelly. My first love is back." Chapter 2 Kelly's POV--It Never Rains but It Pours I got off the bed and tried to leave, but Pierce grabbed my hand. I quickly wiped the tears rolling down my cheeks before he could see them. He stood in front of me, searching my face as I struggled to look down and avoid his gaze. My heart felt like it was breaking into pieces. I thought... I thought I could make him fall in love with me during those three years together. I believed his feelings would deepen, that he would see me as a woman rather than just a best friend. I was foolish to hope and dream so high. I had failed. No matter how hard I tried, his heart belonged only to his first love, Lexi. "Kelly..." I sucked in a breath and swallowed the pain as I looked at him. I forced a smile. "I need to wash up before eating." He stared into my eyes, trying to figure out what I was thinking. I knew he understood me too well, so I made a concerted effort to hide my pain and smiled back at him. He sighed and let go of my hand. "Okay. I'll wait for you here. Let's eat and go to work together." Together? How cruel could he be? He still wanted us to get along as if he hadn't just asked for a divorce? He wanted us to stay the same right after telling me that his first love was back and he wanted to divorce me? Oh, Pierce, what's going on in your head? If I used to be able to force myself to remain in the role of his best friend, wishing him happiness, I no longer had that courage after the three years we'd shared. There was no way I could endure that kind of torture again, especially now that I was carrying his baby. The baby... I had thought it was good news for us, but now... it felt more like a burden to him, I guess. A burden that would prevent him from pursuing his true love and freedom. I knew how an unwanted child could grow up. My parents divorced even before my mother died, and my father's new family hated me. It hurt like hell. I didn't want my baby to experience that same pain. I needed to keep my child away from it. I forced another smile. "We can't. I need to visit the studio for the photoshoot of our new models..." "I'll go with you--" "No." I pushed his hand away. His eyes followed my hand before he looked up at me again. "You have some documents to sign. Our schedules are already organized, remember?" "But..." "I have a personal driver, Pierce. I'll be fine going alone." He sighed and slowly nodded. I turned my back on him and entered the bathroom. I immediately opened the shower and stood under the cold water. Tears cascaded down my cheeks as I covered my mouth to suppress my sobs. My shoulders trembled violently, and when I thought about my baby, I swallowed hard, trying to calm myself down. I wiped my face and caressed my belly. I needed to be strong. I had to stay calm. I shouldn't put my baby's life at risk just because I got my heart broken. I had to handle this wisely. I took a deep breath and finished my shower. When I got out of the bathroom, I was shocked to see Pierce still there. He was struggling to fix his tie in front of the full-length mirror. I also noticed my pair of heels and dress on the bed. "Hey! I picked your dress for today." Since our marriage wasn't public, Pierce had said he would try to do little things for me as a husband. He did it well, and I used to enjoy these sweet moments, but now, they felt like d**gers to my heart. I grabbed the dress and went into the walk-in closet. I felt him following me. I put the white dress back and picked a red one. When I turned to face him, his forehead was creased. "I prefer red today. I'd feel beautiful in this dress." His eyes landed on the dress I was holding, and his face immediately relaxed. He nodded and walked toward me. "I see. Help me fix this first." I placed my dress on his arm and started adjusting his tie. I could feel his eyes staring intently and it was making my heart beat so fast. I took a deep breath and chewed my bottom lip as I struggled to fix the tie. My vision started to blur again. D**n! "Kelly..." I jumped in shock. "Hmm?" "Are you okay?" I looked at him and smiled. "Yeah." "I have something else to say." I finished fixing his tie, then immediately grabbed the dress from him. I glanced at him before walking past him and said, "Let's just talk some other time. I'm going to be late." I heard him sigh as he followed me again. He's silent the whole time as if he's thinking about something. "You should eat before you leave." I turned to him and nodded. "I will. You should go now." "Kelly, we're on the same page, right?" I stared at him. No, Pierce. We're never on the same page. All of this was just my stupid fantasy. I thought you had feelings for me, and I was so wrong. "If it's about the divorce, I understand everything, Pierce. I know what I have to do. Just give me some time because I'm really busy with the company. I won't run away." "Kelly, I'm not just doing this for myself. I'm doing this for you too. You've been caged with me ever since we got married. I know you're not happy because deep down, you want to find the man you deserve. Someone who will truly love you. Not me. Not someone who's half-hearted." "I understand what you're trying to say, Pierce," I said, trying to turn away, but he held me by the waist, keeping me in place. He did everything he could to capture my gaze, and he succeeded. He looked at me worriedly. "You are my best friend. I don't want to lose you, Kels. You're one of the few people I..." "I know," I said out of frustration. He looked shocked, so I took a breath to calm myself. "I-I know. You don't have to worry. I'm just stressed about work. It's not about our divorce." His lips parted, and he slowly nodded, as if he could finally breathe properly. He walked toward me, and I froze when he gently k*ssed my forehead... "Thank you, Kelly," he whispered. My heart clenched. It had been three years, but I was still such a coward. Why couldn't I just tell him that I loved him? He's my husband, and I'm carrying his baby! If I told him, he might change his mind! I swallowed hard, ready to speak, but his phone rang. I didn't miss the caller ID. Again, it was Lexi. "I gotta go." He scratched his head in apology, and I didn't miss the upturned corners of his mouth. "I called Luke, and he's waiting outside. Eat before you go, okay?" With that, he left our room. The tears I had managed to hold back burst forth again. Why did I think I could have a chance? He had made his choice the moment he asked for a divorce, hadn't he? Whenever it came to Lexi, I was always the one he would abandon. Chapter 3 Kelly's POV--Stiff Upper Lip I entered the studio wearing two-inch red heels and a red dress. Everyone turned to look as I walked down the hallway, greeting me with smiles, but my face remained stoic, not showing any emotions at all. The conversation with Pierce this morning lingered in my mind, but I couldn't let it affect my work. I couldn't fail my work after I had failed my marriage. I took a deep breath to steady myself. However, when I entered the photoshoot room, I could notice everyone was in chaos. "We can't! She's not answering her calls. What should we do? The Vice President is coming today. She'll be furious." "We can just tell her the truth. She's nice." "Not in this situation, Lily! She'll scold us--" "What's happening here?" I asked, stepping further into the room. The staff turned to me with worried expressions, and I knew then that something was wrong. "G-Good morning, Miss Monroe." Miss Monroe. Of course, no one knew that Pierce and I were married except for our families. I felt a pinch in my heart because of that truth. It hurt. I stared at her blankly, "What? "W-We have a problem, Miss Monroe. Miss Chen, our model, has been refusing our calls. She said she heard that we're changing the model, so...she doesn't want to come here. She's even threatening to file a case against us." She bowed her head, and I gritted my teeth, scanning the room. "Where's the marketing manager?" "S-She's still trying to convince Miss Chen, Miss Monroe." I massaged my forehead, squeezing my eyes closed. I grabbed my hair and screamed in so much anger, causing everyone around me to jump in shock. I g**aned, sucking in a breath before looking around. "Miss Monroe..." "What is this, Miss Hayley? You're the marketing manager. What's happening?" "Miss Monroe, I don't know how it happened, but Miss Chen heard that you're changing our model. She's about to file a case against us--" Changing the model? How had I not known about this? Miss Chen had always been a trusted partner, and if not necessary, changing models for a commercial shoot on short notice would only create chaos for the company. I would never allow such a costly mistake. "I never asked for that. You must be mistaken." I cut her off to save the time, "Fix this mess, or I'll have to fire you!" "Miss Monroe... It's Mr. President who ordered the change." Hayley spoke hesitantly. "He instructed us as soon as he returned from his business trip yesterday." The truth hit me hard. Pierce's order? Why hadn't he told me? He used to discuss every major decision with me first. "It shouldn't be..." Confusion clouded my mind. Pierce was not a clueless businessman; he maintained a clear distinction between work and personal matters, which was why he always succeeded. And that was also why he chose to keep our marriage a secret. "Yes, Kelly. I gave the order." The voice pulled me back. "M-Mr. President..." Hayley bowed in respect as the man suddenly appeared behind me. "I think you owe me an explanation, Pierce. About changing the model!" I snapped as I turned to face him. He knew how much effort I had put into securing this project. I hadn't slept well for days, and Miss Chen was the perfect fit for us. He had agreed too. But now... he just changed the model as he liked without informing me in advance. It felt like a hard s**p in the face. "Go ahead with the work. I'll explain it to her." He pacified the staff first, ignoring the anger simmering in my eyes. "Answer me, Pierce! Why did you change the model so suddenly?" I couldn't contain my fury. He touched my shoulder and whispered, "This isn't the place to talk. Let me explain in the car." I glanced around, noticing others sneaking glances at us. I shook off his hand and walked toward the parking lot, my heart growing heavier with each step. I had a sinking feeling I wouldn't like his explanation. "Now, say it," I blurted once we were seated in his car. He stared into my eyes as if weighing my emotions. I looked away again.; I couldn't bear his gaze. I couldn't withstand his eyes that never looked at me the way I wanted him to. He had no feelings for me and it hurt so much. "I-I..." he paused, sighing. "I replaced Miss Chen because Lexi wants to be our model. She's also a good fit, so I agreed--" "What?" I asked in disbelief. He pressed his lips together and looked away, ruffling his hair in frustration before shaking his head and holding my hand. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. It was just so sudden. She asked for a favor, and I couldn't say no." I pulled my hand away, looking at him with a mix of pain and anger. "You can't say no to her, so you'd rather harm the company--our company. You've betrayed me, Pierce." "Kels, come on. You know how much I love her. She's my first love." Painfully, I closed my eyes. Oh yes, she was your first love. She's always the one you want, no matter the cost. As long as she frowns a bit, you turn a blind eye to the pain and effort of others. You're so heartless, Pierce. "Well, you've made your decision. I don't have a say in this since you're the President. Just go. I'll be in the office." I said coldly, opening the car door to leave. "Kelly..." I looked him in the eyes. "Go home early. Let's talk about our divorce at home tonight." Chapter 4 Kelly's POV--Left High and Dry I was playing with the wedding ring on my finger. I told him to go home early, but he didn't come home at all. He wasn't even answering my calls. Well, now Lexi was back; this house was probably not home in his eyes anymore. My eyes turned to my pregnancy report on the table. What a mockery. I was still naive to hold a glimmer of hope that things would be different if I told him about the baby. But forget this baby thing was out of his plan. I wiped away the tears collecting at the corners of my eyes and picked up the report. It was 5 a.m. already when I looked at the clock on the wall. I tried to dial his number again, but it was still busy. What was he busy with? Was he busy staying with Lexi? He must have missed her a lot, didn't he? I didn't remember how I fell asleep. When the alarm clock went off, he didn't come home yet. I sneered at myself as I caught my reflection in the dresser mirror. The dark circles under my eyes were so clear, and my hair was a total mess, looking like a ghost. Suddenly, a wave of nausea flooded my stomach, and I realized I hadn't eaten anything last night. Feeling sick again, I ran to the sink and puked. I spat yellowish liquid, and while I was washing my mouth, I felt a warm hand caressing my back. I immediately lifted my face and met a pair of brown eyes looking at me through the mirror. Standing behind me with a worried expression was my husband, Pierce. I had always been thankful to have him as my best friend and husband, but now... I'm losing him. Hopelessly losing him. "Are you okay? Are you not feeling well? You should've told me." I stared at him through the mirror. "You didn't answer my calls." Guilt flickered in his eyes. "I'm sorry. I had some things to do. I stayed in the office all night." I wiped my face and walked past him. He followed me as I sat in front of the vanity and started combing my hair. "Kels..." "I woke up late. I failed to prepare breakfast." I tried to avoid his eyes. I felt like I would lose my temper and snap at him. There was no moment when I felt his selfishness so clearly as now. He called me his best friend, yet he had never seriously confronted my needs. My feelings. "Kels... you know I'm not asking about this. I'm just worried about your condition..." "Kels, are we still okay?" I stopped combing my hair and slowly met his eyes. Through the mirror, again. Really? He's asking me that? After he offered me a divorce without even asking if I was okay with it? He decided on his own, just because his first love is back. I couldn't believe him. I faked a smile. "I just don't feel well today, Pierce." He immediately squatted beside me, which was not surprising because I knew he truly cared. What surprised me was why he was still doing this after he buried a dagger in my heart. "Are you okay?" He gently touched my forehead and neck. "Are you sick? Tell me how you feel, Kels." "My feelings don't matter," I couldn't help but blurt out. He looked shocked by what I said. When I attempted to avoid him, he grabbed my wrist and made me face him. His face was mirroring his anger now. He was completely lost his patience. "What's wrong with you, Kels? You've been acting like this since yesterday. Is this about Lexi? Or was it because I didn't come home last night?" I looked him in the eyes, annoyed. "You're the one who asked for a divorce! I told you to come back earlier, but you just let me wait the whole night. How do you want me to greet you this morning, Pierce?" He clenched his jaws and shook his head. "Kels, I..." "Enough. We can talk about the divorce after work today." "Kels!" He called and grabbed my shoulders. Confusion and pain were visible in his eyes. "Are you... in love with me?" I was taken aback. In love? Yes! Ever since we were in high school. Ever since he became my best friend. Who wouldn't fall for someone who had been protecting you ever since? But of course, I couldn't tell him. It would only complicate things more. I didn't even want him to pity me. I shook my head and pushed his arms away. "Are you on d**gs? I'm not in love with you." I turned my back on him and entered the bathroom again. I locked it before going to the bathtub. I should focus on myself. I can't let my emotions affect me, but... why are my tears falling again? "You are so pathetic, Kelly! You can't even tell him how you truly feel," I whispered to myself as I wiped my tears angrily. It took me almost an hour to bathe. When I was done, I realized Pierce had already left. I shook my head in disbelief. He's been constantly abandoning me. I can't believe we've reached this point. I thought we were okay. I was so stupid. *** "Good morning, Miss Monroe..." "Good morning, Vice President..." I did not greet anyone back, just like how I used to greet them. I still felt pissed, and my mood seemed off. Irritation could easily take over me, and I couldn't control it. Probably because of Pierce's divorce proposal or because of my pregnancy. I was about to enter my office when I heard two girls talking. "Did you see her? I bet she's Mr. Anderson's girlfriend. They seemed close." My forehead creased. Pierce's girlfriend? "Ah! It's a waste that I didn't see her face, but I feel like it's Miss Lexi." "Lexi? Lexi Gilbert? The model?" "Yes! I bet my whole month's salary on this. They look good together." "Come on! Miss Monroe and Mr. Anderson look better together." "Are you serious? They're best friends. You know, some people are better off just friends. It's Mr. Anderson and Miss Monroe." I squeezed my eyes closed and pushed the door of my office. I slowly closed it and rested my back against it. This is harder than I expected. I took a deep breath and sat in my swivel chair. I opened the computer at the same time a notification popped up on the screen of my phone. My hands started shaking as soon as I saw the notification. It was Pierce's social media update. He uploaded a photo of him and Lexi together, eating in a fancy restaurant. I balled my fists and gritted my teeth. See, Kelly? That's what happens when you step into such a loveless marriage without a second thought. You would only break yourself if you continued on the wrong path. Just get a divorce. Spare him and yourself. Your baby needs a strong mommy... ...... ==== Marrying her best friend was a dream come true for Kelly, but everything truly has a limitation. Pierce is Kelly's first love, but as his best friend, she knew well there was always another woman deep in his heart, Lexi Gilbert. Kelly finally realized their happy marriage of the last three years was just a beautiful dream when Pierce asked for a divorce just because Lexi returned. She could only be his best friend even if she was carrying his baby. Since their friendship had become a cage, Kelly chose to set him free, as well as the miserable herself. But why then, it was Pierce who became the one who refused to move on? To make matters worse, her devil stepbrother also domineeringly stepped in at the same time, asking her to be his. What happens next? How could Kelly save her heart in this battle of love and hate? 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📚📚 Meister der Spirituellen Kultivierung | Kapitel 1 Zehn Jahre später Der Mount Stokeris hatte steile und hohe Klippen mit alten Bäumen, die gen Himmel ragten. Ein abgeschiedenes Kloster stand einsam inmitten der Wolken auf dem Gipfel des Berges. Zwei Personen standen vor den Toren des Klosters, ein Älterer und ein Jugendlicher. "Finneas, ein Jahrzehnt ist vergangen, und du bist unbesiegbar in der gewöhnlichen Welt geworden. Es ist Zeit für dich, den Berg hinabzusteigen." Die Stimme von Melvin Frye, dem Älteren, trug die Last der Zeit. "Sag es einfach, wenn du mich schlagen willst." Finneas Lamorde sah den alten Mann mit einem Blick voller Groll an. Melvin schwieg einen Moment, bevor er sagte: "Eigentlich waren meine Handlungen zu deinem eigenen Besten!" "Hah!" Als Finneas diese Worte hörte, ließ er ein kaltes Schnauben los, antwortete aber nicht. Plötzlich fragte Melvin: "Finneas, verachtest du mich?" "Ich habe dich früher wirklich gehasst!" "Und jetzt?" "Es spielt keine Rolle mehr. Zehn Jahre sind vergangen, also hat es keinen Sinn, das anzusprechen." "Du hast recht, es ist sinnlos! Schließlich, wie viele Jahrzehnte hat ein Mensch in seinem Leben... Die Zeit ist so gnadenlos wie eine Klinge, die selbst die Arrogantesten niederhaut. Trotz meiner Stärke konnte ich nicht zu jenem unerreichbaren Ufer springen." Der alte Mann seufzte. Mit großer Anstrengung hob er seinen Blick und starrte in den fernen Himmel. In diesem Moment ging die Sonne im Westen unter und kündigte den Einbruch der Dämmerung an. Das Abendrot vermischte sich mit den Schichten der Wolken, sein verweilendes Licht fiel auf den weiten Wald und spiegelte einen atemberaubend schönen Glanz wider. "Der Sonnenuntergang ist schön, aber leider ist er vergänglich." Mit einem Seufzer fuhr Melvin fort: "Finneas, könntest du mich 'Meister Frye' nennen?" Finneas senkte den Kopf, die Mundwinkel trugen immer noch das gleiche unveränderte kalte Grinsen. Melvin schien daran gewöhnt zu sein, weiterhin wie gewohnt mit sich selbst zu sprechen. "Finneas, was denkst du, wie die Unsterblichen Welt ist?" "Finneas, ich habe Lust auf Knödel." "Finneas, mein Zahn schmerzt..." Die Szene wurde allmählich ruhig. Whoosh! Die Abendbrise wehte sanft und brachte eine Berührung von Kühle mit sich. Nach einer Weile der Stille spürte Finneas, dass etwas nicht stimmte, und sah zu Melvin auf. Zu seiner Überraschung stellte er fest, dass der alte Mann irgendwann die Augen geschlossen hatte und derzeit keinerlei Lebenszeichen mehr zeigte. Als Finneas diese Szene sah, trat er vor und hob grob Melvins Leiche hoch. Seine Stimme war kalt, als er sagte: "Versuchst du mich nicht nur zu überlisten, den Berg hinunterzugehen, damit du eine Ausrede findest, mich zu schlagen? Warum würdest du so absurde Längen gehen, um deinen Tod vorzutäuschen?" Aber egal, was Finneas sagte, Melvin zeigte keine Reaktion mehr. Sein Teint wurde allmählich lila, und seine Körpertemperatur kühlte langsam ab. Sein Körper war auf weniger als vierzig Kilogramm geschrumpft, ein krasser Gegensatz zu seinem einst ätherischen und majestätischen Auftreten. Erinnerungen begannen langsam in Finneas' Gedanken aufzutauchen. Vor zehn Jahren war er erst zweiundzwanzig, als er sein Studium abschloss. Um sein Versprechen an seine Freundin zu erfüllen, reiste er alleine mit dem Auto nach Yiefmery, um ihre Eltern in ihrem Zuhause zu treffen. Unerwartet traf er auf der Reise einen rätselhaften alten Mann. Der Ältere erwähnte, dass Finneas eine natürliche spirituelle Konstitution hatte und ein vielversprechender Sämling für die Kultivierung war. Trotz Finneas' Einwänden brachte Melvin ihn gewaltsam in diesen dünn besiedelten Berg. So verging ein ganzes Jahrzehnt! In diesen zehn Jahren unterzog Melvin ihn dem rigorosesten Training, das der Menschheit bekannt war. Jeden Tag musste er vor dem Morgengrauen aufstehen, um zu trainieren. Um sieben Uhr übte er seine Schläge. Um zehn Uhr übte er seine Tritte. Um zwölf Uhr übte er sein Schwertkampf. Um zwei Uhr nachmittags übte er die Augen des Äthers. Um sechs Uhr nachmittags übte er seine Arrays. Um neun Uhr abends konzentrierte er sich auf die Medizin. Nach Mitternacht begann er zu meditieren. Tag für Tag, Jahr für Jahr. Über das Jahrzehnt hinweg hatte er unzählige Male danach gestrebt zu entkommen, von diesem Ort zu fliehen und nach Hause zurückzukehren. Aber jedes Mal würde Melvin ihn mühelos zurückziehen und ihm eine schwere Tracht Prügel verpassen! Es gab sogar einmal, als die Prügel so heftig waren, dass sie ihm fast das Leben gekostet hätten. Obwohl die Unsterblichkeitskultivierung als eine große Chance angesehen wurde, war Finneas völlig gleichgültig. Seine Freundin wartete immer noch darauf, dass er sie fragte, während seine alternden Eltern und seine jüngere Schwester alle von ihm abhängig waren, um Geld zu verdienen und die Familie zu unterstützen. Wie konnte er hier bleiben? Leider blieb Melvin trotz all seiner Bitten ungerührt. Finneas hatte einmal subtil angedeutet, dass er eine Nachricht nach Hause schicken wollte, sogar auf Knien gebeten, aber der alte Mann stimmte immer noch nicht zu. Nachdem er ihn gründlich verprügelt hatte, sagte Melvin kalt: „Die Verfolgung der Unsterblichkeitskultivierung widersetzt sich den Himmeln, also musst du alle Bindungen zur sterblichen Welt abbrechen! Finneas, solange ich lebe, kannst du vergessen, jemals diesen Berg zu verlassen!“ Von diesem Moment an hegte Finneas einen tiefen Groll gegen Melvin! Er trainierte jeden Tag unermüdlich in der Hoffnung, schnell stärker zu werden. Sein Ziel war es, Melvin zu übertreffen, um diesen dann zu töten und so den Hass in seinem Herzen zu lindern. Und so verging ein Jahrzehnt im Nu! Er hatte sich zehn Jahre lang einem rigorosen Training gewidmet, aber anstatt den alten Mann zu übertreffen, wie er gehofft hatte, wurde er stattdessen mit dieser bestimmten Szene konfrontiert. In diesem Moment fühlte Finneas eine Leere in seinem Herzen. Er war nicht so fröhlich, wie er es sich vorgestellt hatte, noch war er so wütend. Alles, was da war, war eine ungestörte Ruhe. Oder vielleicht wäre es treffender zu sagen, dass er sich taub fühlte. Er konnte nicht anders, als zu denken, dass seine zehn Jahre des Durchhaltens jetzt völlig lächerlich erschienen. Der Abendwind begann stärker zu wehen. Die Temperatur in den weiten Bergen schien plötzlich unter den Gefrierpunkt gefallen zu sein. Ohne ein Wort zu sagen, legte Finneas Melvin still zur Ruhe. Dann drehte er sich um und stand da, seine melancholischen Augen starrten auf die saftig grünen Berge in der Ferne. Niemand konnte verstehen, was er in diesem Moment fühlte. Nach einer langen Weile sprach er endlich. „Ich kann nicht glauben, dass du dieses Mal wirklich fort bist! Dein Körper wird sich allmählich auflösen und ewig werden, ähnlich wie die Sandkörner in der Wüste. Auf gewisse Weise könnte dies als eine Form der Unsterblichkeit betrachtet werden. Mit diesem Abschied werden wir uns nie wiedersehen!“ Am Ende konnte sich Finneas einfach nicht dazu bringen, Melvin als „Meister Frye“ anzusprechen. Aber was bedeutete es schon, ob er es jetzt tat oder nicht? Er zog sein Schwert, verwandelte sich in einen Lichtstrahl und verschwand am Horizont. Wenn in diesem Moment ein Kultivierter anwesend gewesen wäre, wäre er zweifellos völlig erstaunt gewesen. Es war schwer zu glauben, dass in dieser modernen Ära jemand tatsächlich auf einem Schwert fliegen konnte! Eine halbe Stunde später kehrte Finneas endlich in die Heimat seiner Erinnerungen zurück. Seine Heimatstadt lag am Rande von Jacaster in Jussipi. Das Haus, an das er unaufhörlich dachte, war nichts weiter als ein bescheidenes, eingeschossiges Haus. Vor dem eingeschossigen Haus befand sich ein kleiner Teich, an dessen Seite sanft schwingende Weiden standen. „Also... nichts hat sich letztendlich geändert!“ Als er die vertraute Szene vor sich betrachtete, füllten sich Finneas' Augen schließlich mit Tränen. Ein Jahrzehnt war vergangen, seit er entführt worden war, und jetzt kehrte er endlich nach Hause zurück. Auch mit seinem gegenwärtigen Gemütszustand konnte er nicht anders, als einen Stich des Kummers zu spüren, kurz vor den Tränen. Damals, als er auf dem Berg gewesen war, hatte es unzählige Tage und Nächte gegeben, an denen er von einer solchen Szene geträumt hatte... Vom Schwimmen im Teich als Kind, vom Trubel der Straßen oder sogar von all seinen Freunden und seiner Familie. „Nachdem ich zehn Jahre lang spurlos verschwunden war, haben Mom und Dad wohl gedacht, dass ich tot bin, oder?“ „Und die kleine Alyssa... Als ich ging, war sie erst neun Jahre alt. Ich weiß nicht einmal, ob sie jetzt an der Universität ist!“ „Der alte Mann behauptete, dass der Weg zur Unsterblichkeit in der Kultivierung liegt und erfordert, dass man alle weltlichen Bindungen abbricht. Aber wenn das bedeutet, die Liebsten von uns abzuschneiden, was ist dann der Zweck der Kultivierung?“ Finneas seufzte lang, um seine chaotischen Emotionen zu beruhigen. War das nicht der Moment, auf den er all die Jahre gewartet hatte? In diesem Moment hallte plötzlich ein Schrei der Angst aus dem eingeschossigen Haus. "Ich lag falsch! Ich will die Umzugskompensation nicht mehr! Ich lag falsch, ich verstehe meinen Fehler jetzt!" "Bitte... Nein... Nein!" Klatsch! "Benehmen Sie sich!" Als er das hörte, änderte sich Finneas' Ausdruck abrupt. Ist das Lyssie? Wird sie angegriffen? "Verdammt!" Finneas' Ausdruck war eiskalt. Sein Körper schien zu teleportieren, als er auf die Tore des eingeschossigen Hauses zustürmte! Kapitel 2 Ich verabscheue dich In der Zwischenzeit, im einstöckigen Haus. Zwei glatzköpfige Brutale, ihre Körper mit Drachentattoos markiert, umgaben ein Mädchen, während sie bösartig lachten. "Sie ist absolut umwerfend!" "Mann, das ist erstaunlich! Wer hätte gedacht, dass dieser sture Mieter so wunderschön ist? Wir haben wirklich Glück gehabt!" "Lass mich los!" flehte Alyssa Lamorde verzweifelt und weinte. Ihre zarte Wange war von der Ohrfeige rosarot, mit Blutspuren, die aus den Mundwinkeln flossen. Sie kämpfte mit aller Kraft, aber es war völlig nutzlos! Egal, was sie tat, sie konnte die beiden kräftigen Männer nicht abwehren. "Hör auf zu kämpfen! Wenn wir zufrieden sind, lassen wir dich gehen!" "Keine Sorge, wir werden dich gut behandeln, weißt du..." Die beiden Männer hielten Alyssa fest, während sie böse grinsten. Tränen, klar wie Kristallperlen, fielen aus Alyssas Augen. Sie wusste, dass es heute Nacht kein Entkommen gab! In diesem Moment durchfuhr sie ein Schauer den ganzen Körper, als sie über ihre Erfahrungen in den letzten Jahren nachdachte. Sie hatte sich dagegen gesträubt, Geld für Kleidung auszugeben, und selbst als sie an die Universität kam, hatte sie nicht genug Geld, um teilzunehmen. Selbst beim Essen war sie immer vorsichtig und akribisch. Während des Neujahrs, als andere ein Familientreffen mit einem Tisch voller opulenter Mahlzeiten genossen, konnte sie nur alleine in ihrem einstöckigen Haus zusammengekauert im Bett liegen und beten, dass die kalte Nacht schnell vorübergehen möge. Schließlich ergab sich eine Gelegenheit, als sie die Nachricht erhielt, dass sie umgesiedelt werden würde. Unerwartet nutzte das Abrissunternehmen ihre Einsamkeit aus, indem es eine extrem niedrige Entschädigung für die Umsiedlung anbot. Sie lehnte ab, was dazu führte, dass diese beiden Männer kamen, um sie zur Unterwerfung zu zwingen. Sie verstand es wirklich nicht - was hatte sie falsch gemacht? Trotz all der Mühe, die sie darauf verwendete, ihr Leben in vollen Zügen zu genießen, schien es, als würde das Schicksal ihr einfach keinen Spielraum lassen. Vielleicht hätte ich diese Welt mit Mama und Papa verlassen sollen, als sie vor acht Jahren starben. Dann müsste ich nicht mehr leiden. Bei solchen Gedanken überkam Alyssa eine Welle überwältigender Erschöpfung und Verzweiflung, bis sie bewusstlos wurde. Als die beiden glatzköpfigen Brutalen sahen, wie Alyssa ohnmächtig wurde, lachten sie noch lauter. Knall! In diesem Moment wurde die Haustür des einstöckigen Hauses mit einem einzigen, kraftvollen Tritt aufgestoßen. Wie ein Blitz stürmte Finneas herein! Als er die Szene vor sich sah, füllten sich seine Augen sofort vor Wut, und er fühlte, als ob sein Herz in tausend Stücke zersprungen wäre! "Ah! Geh zur Hölle!" In einem Wutanfall ließ Finneas einen wütenden Schrei los und schleuderte eine Ohrfeige durch die Luft. Boom! Bevor die beiden kräftigen Männer überhaupt begreifen konnten, was passierte, wurden sie von Finneas zu einem Blutnebel reduziert! "Lyssie!" Überwältigt von Emotionen hielt Finneas seine bewusstlose Schwester fest in den Armen und konnte seine Tränen nicht zurückhalten. Er hatte nie in seinen wildesten Träumen gedacht, dass er bei seiner Rückkehr mit einem solchen Anblick konfrontiert würde. Als er den armseligen, knappen Kleidungsstil seiner Schwester und ihre gerötete, geschwollene Wange sah, fühlte er einen überwältigenden Schmerz. Es dauerte eine Weile, bis sich seine Emotionen allmählich stabilisierten. Danach holte er Alyssa ein sauberes Outfit zum Anziehen und reinigte sorgfältig alle Blutflecken im Raum. Er setzte sich erst neben seine Schwester, als er fertig war, und wachte schweigend über sie. Es schien, als könnte er sich nie daran sattsehen. Immerhin hatten sie sich seit einem Jahrzehnt nicht mehr gesehen! Die Veränderung bei Alyssa war signifikant. Sie war von dem winzigen Kind von damals zu einer atemberaubenden Schönheit herangewachsen. Gerade als Alyssa langsam die Augen öffnete. Als sie Finneas sah, erschrak sie und sprang schnell auf die Beine. Mit Misstrauen in ihrer Stimme fragte sie: "Wer bist du und wo sind die beiden Leute von vorhin hin?" "Ich habe sie vertrieben!" Finneas gab nicht zu, die beiden Schurken getötet zu haben. Immerhin war seine Schwester nur ein gewöhnlicher Mensch. Es war unvermeidlich, dass solche Dinge ihr Angst einjagen würden. Gleichzeitig fühlte er sich innerlich etwas zerrissen. Anhand ihrer Reaktion war klar, dass Alyssa ihn nicht erkannt hatte. Aber das war zu erwarten. Vor zehn Jahren war sie erst neun Jahre alt. In den letzten zehn Jahren war sein Haar lang gewachsen. Sowohl sein Aussehen als auch sein Auftreten hatten sich erheblich verändert. "Du hast sie vertrieben?" Alyssa warf Finneas einen zweifelnden Blick zu. Dennoch murmelte sie nach einem Moment des Zögerns: "D-Danke!" Trotz ihrer Worte blieb ihr Ausdruck vorsichtig, und sie hielt einen relativ sicheren Abstand zu Finneas. Als Finneas das vorsichtige Verhalten seiner Schwester sah, stieg Traurigkeit in seinem Herzen auf. Er konnte sich nicht vorstellen, was sie in den letzten zehn Jahren ohne ihn durchgemacht hatte! Was ist mit ihren Eltern passiert? Wo waren sie hingegangen? "Lyssie! Erkennst du mich nicht mehr?" Finneas kämpfte darum, sich zu beherrschen. "Wer bist du?" Alyssa sah auf, ein verwirrter Ausdruck auf ihrem Gesicht, als sie Finneas ansah. Sein Gesicht war von Müdigkeit und Melancholie gezeichnet. Auf den ersten Blick war er vielleicht nicht konventionell attraktiv, aber bei genauerem Hinsehen würde man entdecken, dass er einen einzigartigen, fesselnden Charme besaß. Darüber hinaus fand sie den Mann vor sich überraschenderweise irgendwie vertraut. Es schien, als hätten sie sich irgendwo schon einmal getroffen! "Ich bin es, dein großer Bruder, Finn!" Ein Hauch eines Lächelns schlich sich auf Finneas' Gesicht. "Finn?" Alyssa hielt einen Moment inne. Anschließend begann ein Gesicht aus den Tiefen ihrer Erinnerung langsam mit dem vor ihr verschmelzen. Ihr Körper zitterte sichtbar, und ihre Augen röteten sich schnell. Es war klar, dass glänzende Tränen drohten, aus ihren Augenwinkeln zu fließen. "Lyssie!" Finneas kämpfte wirklich darum, seine Emotionen in diesem Moment zu beruhigen. Er streckte vorsichtig seine Hand aus, in der Hoffnung, das Haar seiner Schwester zu zerzausen, so wie er es früher als Kinder getan hatte. Doch er hatte nicht erwartet, dass Alyssa nach einem kurzen Moment des Erscheinens benommen tatsächlich seine Hand wegschlagen würde. Dann schien sie sich in eine völlig andere Person zu verwandeln. Sie rieb sich die tränenfeuchten, roten Augen und schnappte: "Du irrst dich. Ich habe keinen Bruder!" "Lyssie, du..." Finneas war schockiert, dass seine Schwester solche Worte aussprechen würde. Er hatte gedacht, dass Alyssa bei seiner Rückkehr sich freudig in seine Arme werfen würde, so wie sie es früher als Kinder getan hatten. Überraschenderweise war der Ausdruck in ihrem Gesicht jetzt einer reinen Abscheu. "Nenn mich nicht Lyssie! Als unsere Eltern starben, warst du nicht auffindbar. Jetzt, wo unser Zuhause kurz vor der Zerstörung steht, tauchst du bequemerweise auf? Finneas, ich möchte wirklich nicht schlecht von dir denken, aber du hast mich wirklich enttäuscht!" Ein Zittern durchlief Finneas' Herz, und er fragte schnell: "Waren Mama und Papa gesund?" "Vor Jahren, als du gegangen bist und nie zurückgekommen bist, haben Mama und Papa ihr ganzes Vermögen ausgegeben, um dich zu finden. Am Ende wurden sie von einem Auto auf der Straße erfasst und starben einfach so." Alyssas Stimme war spürbar erstickt, als würde sie Tränen zurückhalten. "W-Wann ist das passiert?" "Vor langer, langer Zeit. Genauer gesagt im zweiten Jahr nach deinem Weggang." Sie betrachtete Finneas erneut, ließ ein kaltes, spöttisches Lachen los und sagte: "Hah! Was hast du in den letzten zehn Jahren gemacht, seit du uns verlassen hast, um so auszusehen? Hat dich Natalie verlassen? Bist du jetzt obdachlos und deshalb zurückgekommen? Finneas, du bist wirklich nicht menschlich!" Finneas trat schnell vor, packte Alyssas Arm. "Lyssie, lass mich erklären. Du magst es schwer glauben, aber in den letzten zehn Jahren war ich auf dem Pfad der unsterblichen Kultivierung..." "Lass mich los! Ich will deinen Unsinn nicht hören!" "Ich werde nicht loslassen! Ich werde dich niemals loslassen. Du bist meine Schwester..." "Finneas, dränge mich nicht. Wirst du nur glücklich sein, wenn du mich in die Ecke gedrängt hast, bis ich keine andere Wahl habe, als alles zu beenden?" Alyssas Stimme war hysterisch, ihre Emotionen schienen jeden Moment zusammenzubrechen. "Finneas, ich werde dir niemals vergeben! Niemals! Seit dem Moment, als unsere Eltern starben, bin ich allein auf dieser Welt ohne Familie zurückgeblieben. Denk nicht, dass ich dir vergeben werde, nur weil du mich gerettet hast!" Als Finneas das hörte, war er sprachlos und erstarrte vor Ort. Er ließ zu, dass Alyssa ihn aus der Tür schob. Dann wurde die Haustür mit einem lauten Knall zugeschlagen. Kapitel 3 Die neun Himmelskunst der Unsterblichen „L-Lyssie.“ Finneas starrte regungslos auf die fest verschlossene Tür, sein Herz schmerzte. Entgegen seiner Erwartungen kam es nie zu der ersehnten herzerwärmenden Familienzusammenführung. Stattdessen spielte sich eine Szene der Verwüstung ab. Man könnte sagen, dass es von dem Moment an, als er vor zehn Jahren von Melvin in die Berge zurückgebracht wurde, dazu bestimmt war, in Tragödie zu enden. Finneas stand an der Tür, holte erst einmal tief Luft, bis sich seine Emotionen allmählich beruhigten. Er musste zugeben, dass Melvins gnadenloses Training ihn wirklich beeinflusst hatte. Er fühlte, als ob sein Blut kalt geworden wäre, als ob er trotz allem schnell wieder zu sich kommen könnte, egal was passierte. Finneas seufzte schwer und begann langsam zu erklären: „Lyssie, damals bin ich wirklich zur Unsterblichen Kultivierung gegangen und wurde an einem Ort für zehn Jahre eingesperrt! Erst heute konnte ich herauskommen...“ Doch drinnen im einstöckigen Haus gab es keine Antwort. „Lyssie, egal was passiert ist, jetzt, da ich zurück bin, gehe ich nirgendwo hin! Mir ist es völlig egal, wie es mit der Umzugsentschädigung aussieht. Du bist meine Schwester, also ist es meine Pflicht, dich zu beschützen! Von jetzt an sind es nur noch wir beide, Bruder und Schwester, die sich aufeinander verlassen. Ich lasse nicht zu, dass dich jemand mehr belästigt.“ Knarren. Die Tore waren geöffnet. Alyssa sah Finneas mit einem komplizierten Ausdruck an. Natürlich glaubte sie Finneas' Behauptung, dass er zehn Jahre lang an einem Ort eingesperrt war, nicht. „Hat all dieses Gerede irgendeine Bedeutung?“ „Lyssie, nachdem unsere Eltern gestorben sind, müssen diese Jahre für dich ziemlich hart gewesen sein, oder?“ Finneas sagte, sein Herz schmerzte für sie. „Das geht dich nichts an.“ Alyssa schlug die Tür wieder zu. Dann lehnte sie sich gegen die Tür, hielt sich die Hände vor den Mund und Tränen liefen bereits über ihr zartes Gesicht. Sie wollte wirklich in die Arme ihres Bruders stürmen können, wie sie es früher als Kinder getan hatten, hemmungslos schluchzen und Trost bei ihm suchen. Aber jedes Mal, wenn sie daran dachte, wie Finneas nach dem Studium für eine Frau weggegangen war, zehn Jahre lang weggeblieben war und den Tod ihrer Eltern verursacht hatte, fand sie es unmöglich, ihm zu vergeben. Jetzt, da ihr Bruder während einer so sensiblen Zeit aufgetaucht war, als ihr Haus abgerissen werden sollte und sie eine Entschädigung für den Umzug erhalten würde, war es schwer, nicht über seinen wirklichen Grund für die Rückkehr zu spekulieren. „Lyssie, geh erst einmal gut schlafen. Ich werde draußen Wache halten. Wenn du etwas brauchst, ruf einfach nach mir“, sagte Finneas leise. Dann fand er einen relativ flachen Platz vor der Tür und setzte sich im Schneidersitz nieder. Sein Kopf war jetzt durcheinander. Er brauchte etwas Zeit, um seine Gedanken zu ordnen. Auf ihrer Suche nach ihm verloren ihre Eltern tragischerweise bei einem Autounfall ihr Leben. Danach musste seine jüngere Schwester so viele Jahre lang ein einsames und schwieriges Leben ganz alleine führen. Es war leicht vorstellbar, wie viel Mühsal und Ungerechtigkeit sie ertragen musste. „Da ich zurückgekehrt bin, sollte niemand mehr daran denken, Lyssie in Zukunft zu belästigen...“ Finneas seufzte schwer. Da seine Eltern bereits gestorben waren, lag sein einziger Fokus jetzt darauf, sich um seine jüngere Schwester zu kümmern und Unsterblichkeit zu erlangen. „Was Natalie betrifft...“ Finneas seufzte erneut. Natalie war tatsächlich seine Freundin von damals. Die beiden waren sieben Jahre lang zusammen, während drei Jahren in der High School und vier Jahren an der Universität. Obwohl sie sich liebten, waren sie letztendlich dazu verdammt, getrennt zu bleiben. Ein Jahrzehnt war vergangen, und Natalie war jetzt zweiunddreißig. Finneas vermutete, dass sie wahrscheinlich inzwischen verheiratet und Mutter war. „Vergiss es, was bringt es jetzt noch, darüber nachzudenken? Letztendlich war ich es, der sie enttäuscht hat.“ Finneas beschloss, nicht weiter darüber nachzudenken. Er nahm die Lotussitzhaltung ein und atmete meditativ ein und aus. Die Atemtechnik, die er praktizierte, war als die "Neun Himmel Unsterbliche Kunst" bekannt. Nach Melvin war dies eine höchste unsterbliche Technik, etwas, für das er sein Leben riskiert hatte, um es aus einer alten Ruine zu erhalten! Leider war diese Methode nicht für gewöhnliche Menschen geeignet. Sie konnte nur von denen kultiviert werden, die eine natürliche spirituelle Konstitution hatten. Das war der Grund, warum Melvin so aufgeregt war, als er Finneas zum ersten Mal sah. Nach allem, was passiert war, konnte auch Finneas erraten, warum Melvin so hart und gnadenlos zu ihm gewesen war. Melvin war bemerkenswert talentiert und schaffte es, in dieser modernen Ära die Urteilsphase zu erreichen. Leider konnte er letztendlich die Unfruchtbarkeit dieser Welt nicht überwinden. Am Ende seines Lebens hatte er es immer noch nicht geschafft, Unsterblichkeit zu erlangen. Unsterblichkeit zu erlangen war Melvins lebenslange Besessenheit. Deshalb suchte er im letzten Jahrzehnt seines Lebens Finneas auf. Er goss all sein lebenslanges Wissen in den jungen Mann und hoffte, dass Finneas derjenige sein würde, der die Ketten ihrer Welt brechen würde, um den Fluch zu zerstören, der zukünftigen Generationen die Unsterblichkeit verwehrte. Unter Melvins unmenschlichem Training erwies sich Finneas als würdig. In nur einem Jahrzehnt war er ein Kultivierender auf dem Höhepunkt der Goldenen Kernphase geworden. Der Weg der Kultivierung war in zehn Phasen unterteilt: Energieverfeinerung, Grundsteinlegung, Goldener Kern, Nascitseele, Seelenprojektion, Göttliche Transformation, Leere Verfeinerung, Transzendenz, Große Erhebung und Urteil. Jede Phase war weiter in zahlreiche Unterphasen unterteilt. Zum Beispiel könnte die Goldene Kernphase in drei Unterphasen unterteilt werden: Kernbildung, Kernkondensation und Kerntransformation. Ebenso könnte die Nascitseelephase auch in drei Unterphasen unterteilt werden: Seelenbildung, Seelenkondensation und Seelentransformation. Jeder kleine Durchbruch einer Unterphase war ein großer Fortschritt für den Kultivierenden und führte zu einem exponentiellen Anstieg seiner Stärke. Man könnte sagen, dass Finneas in dieser modernen Ära mit seiner Kultivierung auf dem Höhepunkt der Goldenen Kernphase praktisch unaufhaltsam war! Natürlich war dies nur etwas, was Melvin ihm erzählt hatte, als er noch lebte. Was die Details betrifft, war selbst Finneas nicht ganz sicher, da er bis jetzt noch keinen anderen Kultivierenden getroffen hatte. Die Nacht verging im Nu. Nach seiner Kultivierungssitzung öffnete Finneas die Augen und atmete eine verbrauchte Luft aus. Nach dem Durchbruch der Goldenen Kernphase würde es für ihn nicht einfach sein, weitere Fortschritte zu machen. Aufgrund der Knappheit an spiritueller Energie in dieser Welt würde es eine unglaublich lange Zeit dauern, die Nascitseele allein durch Meditation und Kultivierung zu bilden. Um schnell voranzukommen, müsste er alternative Methoden finden. In diesem Moment öffneten sich die Tore des einstöckigen Hauses. Alyssa, die eine Schüssel voller Kleidung trug, trat heraus, bereit, sie im nahegelegenen Teich zu waschen. Sofort war Finneas an der Seite seiner Schwester. "Lyssie, Wäsche waschen? Lass mich dir dabei helfen." "Das ist nicht nötig", antwortete Alyssa kalt. In der letzten Nacht hatte sie beobachtet, wie Finneas die ganze Nacht draußen saß. Dennoch war es unmöglich, den Groll in ihrem Herzen zu löschen. Sie dachte immer noch, dass die Rückkehr ihres Bruders dieses Mal höchstwahrscheinlich auf den Abriss und die Umsiedlung zurückzuführen war. "Es besteht kein Grund, höflich zu mir zu sein." Finneas schnappte sich prompt die Schüssel und ging zum Teich. Als er sich hinsetzte, bemerkte er, dass etwas nicht stimmte. Dies lag daran, dass die Waschschüssel mit Damenunterwäsche gefüllt war... Waschen... oder nicht waschen? Finneas war wirklich in einer Zwickmühle. Obwohl Alyssa seine eigene Schwester war, erkannte er immer noch die inhärenten Unterschiede zwischen Männern und Frauen an. Außerdem schien es ihm nicht ganz angemessen und ziemlich unangenehm, diese Art von intimer Kleidung mit den Händen zu schrubben... Trotzdem konnte Finneas, als er auf die verblassten Unterwäsche starrte, nicht umhin, einen Stich der Traurigkeit in seinem Herzen zu spüren. Für ein Mädchen war es wichtig, regelmäßig neue Unterwäsche zu kaufen, aber es schien, als ob Alyssa seit Jahren dieselben trug. "Was ist los? Kann jemand wie du auch verlegen sein?" Alyssa stand am Ufer, ihr Ton gleichgültig, als sie sprach. "Diese Kleidung ist zu alt. Mach dir keine Sorgen, ich werde dir später neue kaufen", versprach Finneas leise, während er die Wäsche wusch. "Hör auf zu tun als ob!" Alyssa drehte sich um und ging ins Haus. Bei diesem Anblick konnte Finneas nicht anders, als bitter zu lachen. Kapitel 4 Kelly Latiers Nachdem er die Wäsche fertig hatte, beschloss Finneas, rauszugehen und etwas Geld zu verdienen. Gerade als ein pinkfarbener Chevrolet Spark die baufällige Schotterstraße vor ihrem Haus hochfuhr. Ein Mädchen mit leichtem Make-up und auffälliger Kleidung stieg aus dem Auto aus. Sie sah etwa achtzehn oder neunzehn aus, trug ein weißes Kleid und schwarze Strümpfe. Mit einem jugendlichen, energiegeladenen Aussehen ähnelte sie einer zarten Porzellanpuppe. Ihr Name war Kelly Latiers, eine Klassenkameradin von Alyssa. Kelly warf einen neugierigen Blick auf Finneas, der an der Tür stand, und rief dann laut ins Haus: "Lyssie, bist du zu Hause?" Drinnen hörte Alyssa die vertraute Stimme und wischte schnell ihre Tränen weg. Dann lief sie heraus und fragte: "Kelly, warum bist du hier?" "Lyssie, hast du gerade geweint?" Kelly bemerkte Alyssas rote Augen und spürte sofort, dass etwas nicht stimmte. Dann dachte sie an etwas und warf einen misstrauischen Blick auf Finneas, der nicht weit entfernt stand. "Er sieht nicht wie ein guter Mensch aus. Hat er dich gemobbt?" "Nein, ich bin nur versehentlich hingefallen." Alyssa schüttelte den Kopf und zog Kelly ins Haus. Finneas wollte ihnen folgen, aber als er einen Schritt nach vorne machte, knallte die Tür zu. "Sie muss eine Freundin von Lyssie sein... Mit einer Freundin um sich herum sollte sich Lyssie besser fühlen", murmelte Finneas draußen vor sich hin. Es spielte eigentlich keine Rolle, ob er reinging oder nicht, denn sein scharfes Gehör ermöglichte es ihm, jedes Geräusch im Haus klar zu hören. Was ihn beunruhigte, war, dass Kelly glamourös und schön aussah, während seine Schwester wie Cinderella aussah. "Auch wenn Lyssie gesagt hat, dass dieser Ort bald umgesiedelt werden könnte, ist es nicht realistisch, sich auf die Umsiedlungskompensation zu verlassen. Ich muss schnell Geld verdienen!" Finneas überlegte einen Moment, dann hockte er sich in die Ecke, um dem Gespräch im Haus zuzuhören. In dem kleinen Raum gab es nur ein abgenutztes Bett und einen mit Büchern überhäuften Schreibtisch. Die beiden Mädchen saßen auf dem Bett und flüsterten miteinander, ohne zu bemerken, dass Finneas alles hörte, was sie aus der Ecke sagten. Wenn Kelly es wüsste, würde sie ihn definitiv mit ihrem feurigen Temperament ausschimpfen. "Lyssie, wer ist dieser gruselige Typ mit dem struppigen Bart und den langen Haaren?" "Ich weiß nicht, vielleicht ein Müllsammler, der hierher gekommen ist, um sich zu erleichtern." "Oh, kein Wunder, dass er so heruntergekommen aussieht. Ein erwachsener Mann, der so lebt, ist wirklich beschämend!" An der Wand in der Ecke war Finneas sprachlos. Alyssa wollte nicht, dass Kelly so über ihren Bruder sprach, also fragte sie schnell: "Kelly, warum bist du heute hierher gekommen?" "Oh! Es ist einen Monat her, seit die Schule begonnen hat. Der Administrator hat mich gefragt, wann du dich anmelden wirst. Wenn du nicht bald gehst, wird die Schule es als freiwilligen Rückzug betrachten." Kelly sagte schnell. Alyssa biss sich auf die Lippe und antwortete nicht. "Ist es wegen der Studiengebühren?" Kelly sah sich im Raum um und sagte dann: "Du kannst einen Studienkredit beantragen! Wie auch immer, es ist nicht einfach, an die Jacaster University zu kommen. Willst du wirklich aufgeben?" "Ich will nicht aufgeben, aber ich kann meinen Antrag auf Studienkredit nicht genehmigt bekommen." Alyssa lächelte bitter. "Warum nicht?" "Weil meine Bestätigung des benachteiligten Hintergrunds nicht bestanden hat!" "Verdammung! Wie kann das fair sein? Wie können sie dich nicht als benachteiligt betrachten? Warum haben sie es nicht genehmigt? Das ist empörend!" Kelly sagte wütend. Alyssa trug einen bitteren Ausdruck und antwortete nicht. Sie wusste, dass selbst wenn sie es Kelly erzählte, es nicht helfen würde. Kelly kam aus einer gewöhnlichen Familie, und wenn sie sich mit diesen Leuten einließen, wären sie auch in Schwierigkeiten. Sie wollte nicht, dass Kelly das erlebte, was sie letzte Nacht durchgemacht hatte. Was das Anrufen der Polizei betrifft? Nachdem sie es gestern gemeldet hatte, kamen nachts zwei große Kerle, um sie zu entführen. Sie glaubte nicht, dass es ein Zufall war. "Is it because of the relocation? Do they want to force you to sell the land cheaply?" Kelly asked keenly in a low voice. Alyssa nodded silently. Kelly clenched her teeth in anger. "D*mn! These b*stards only bully a girl. If you had a man in your family, they wouldn't dare bully you!" Hearing this, Alyssa felt a pang in her heart. The situation had become serious enough that even having a man in the family might not solve it. "Forget it! I don't plan to go to university anymore. It isn't worth it. I'm alone, so it's fine if I can get by. I'll just live each day as it comes." "No, if necessary, I'll talk to the administrator and ask the classmates to donate for you." "Kelly, I can't live off others forever! Besides, going to university isn't always a good thing. I plan to work and see the world." Alyssa forced a smile. Just then... Bang! The door was forcefully pushed open from the outside, and Finneas strode in. This scene stunned the two girls in the room. "No, Lyssie, you have to go to college. Don't worry about the money; I'll take care of it!" Finneas' face was dark with anger. He couldn't believe his sister was skipping university because of money! He was a powerful Golden Core cultivator and couldn't stand the thought of his sister not having money for school. His heart ached. If he hadn't eavesdropped, he wouldn't have known any of this! And the verification documents? Who was stopping them from being approved? How dare they bully Alyssa? They all deserve to die! At that moment, Finneas had an overwhelming urge to kill those who dared to bully Alyssa. "Are you insane? Trespassing into a private residence is illegal!" Kelly quickly shielded Alyssa behind her and glared at Finneas. "I'm Lyssie's brother!" Finneas replied calmly. "Brother?" Kelly looked skeptical and then turned to Alyssa for confirmation. Alyssa had just said he was a scavenger here to take a dump." "My brother died ten years ago. This guy must be some nutcase." Alyssa replied expressionlessly. "Did you hear that? You nutcase, leave now! Otherwise, I'll call the police. Don't think you can bully us just because we're two girls!" Kelly shouted. Finneas took a deep breath and slowly said, "Lyssie, whether you acknowledge me or not, you have to go to university. And Kelly, I'm going out to earn the tuition money now. I'll be back before dark. Take care of Lyssie for me. I'm afraid she might do something stupid." After saying this, Finneas turned and left, quickly disappearing from their sight. This scene left Kelly stunned, her face filled with confusion. Jacaster University's tuition is over five thousand a year. How can a man who can't even afford new clothes earn that in a few hours? "He must be crazy! I heard that insane people aren't held responsible for murder. Good thing he left voluntarily," Kelly said, patting her chest in relief. Alyssa felt conflicted and remained silent. She thought he had returned to fight for the relocation compensation, but now she wasn't so sure. Maybe he really did not have a choice back then. Should I accept if he brings back over five thousand for my tuition? Alyssa was lost in thought. Her eyes gradually lost focus, drifting into memories of her childhood. Kapitel 5 Hunderttausend, um Ihr Problem zu lösen Nachdem er zu Hause weggegangen war, rannte Finneas direkt zum Stadtzentrum von Jacaster. Mit seiner Geschwindigkeit war eine vierzig Kilometer lange Reise nur eine Frage von Minuten. Wenn er mit seinem Schwert flog, würde es nur eine Minute dauern, aber das Stadtzentrum war überfüllt, also entschied er sich, nicht zu fliegen. Was das Geldverdienen betrifft? Finneas hatte zahlreiche Möglichkeiten, es zu verdienen. Das Einrichten von Arrays, die Verfeinerung von Medikamenten, die Herstellung von Talismanen, die Behandlung von Krankheiten und die Geomantie waren alles in seinem Fachgebiet. Jeder dieser Bereiche könnte ein Vermögen einbringen. Nach einem kurzen Moment des Nachdenkens kam Finneas auf einem Markt in Nord-Jacaster an. Dieser Markt, bekannt als Jaskait Market, war nicht der größte in Jacaster, aber zweifellos der vielfältigste. Hier wurde alles verkauft, von täglichen Notwendigkeiten und Hausmitteln bis hin zu Gold, Silber, Schmuck, Antiquitäten und Smaragden. Man konnte sogar ein paar Wahrsager, Exorzisten und Geomantie-Kundige finden. Die chaotische und gemischte Zusammensetzung des Marktes machte ihn zu einem rechtsfreien Raum, in dem selbst der Stadtrat eine Einmischung vermied. Finneas fand einen leeren Platz, setzte sich mit gekreuzten Beinen hin und schrieb mit einem roten Ziegelstein auf den Boden: Vermiete mich für zwei Stunden: Meister aller Trades, Preis verhandelbar. Nachdem er sich eingerichtet hatte, schloss Finneas die Augen und wartete darauf, dass jemand in Not auf ihn zukam. Der belebte Markt verbreitete schnell die Nachricht über sein Angebot, und viele Leute kamen, um sich das anzusehen, aber niemand erkundigte sich weiter. Seine Behauptung, ein Meister aller Trades zu sein, war zu übertrieben. Selbst eine Gottheit würde es nicht wagen, eine so kühne Behauptung aufzustellen. Lügner! Sie nahmen an, er sei ein Betrüger. Die Leute umringten Finneas, zeigten auf ihn und diskutierten. Einige kamen, um ihn mit absurden Fragen zu verspotten wie: "Kannst du Impotenz heilen?" oder "Kannst du seine Länge um fünf Zentimeter vergrößern?" Finneas ignorierte diese offensichtlich spöttischen Anfragen. In der Zwischenzeit beobachtete eine Gruppe von Männern in einem schwarzen Hummer, der in der Nähe geparkt war, Finneas genau durch das Fenster. Einer von ihnen sprach zu einem Mann mittleren Alters auf dem Rücksitz. "Boss, dieser Kerl ist zu jung. Er blufft definitiv. Wir sollten woanders suchen. Wenn wir nicht bald eine Lösung finden, könnte es auf der Baustelle zu großen Problemen kommen." "Es ist nicht einfach, einen Experten für Exorzismus zu finden", seufzte der Mann mittleren Alters. Er war Cameron Wheeler, Vorsitzender eines großen Bauunternehmens in Jacaster. In letzter Zeit plagten seltsame Vorkommnisse die Baustelle seines Unternehmens. Arbeiter berichteten, nachts Kinder weinen zu hören, und diejenigen, die nachsahen, fanden nichts. Als die Arbeiter in ihre Unterkunft zurückkehrten, hallten die Geräusche des Weinens von draußen erneut wider. Letzte Nacht behauptete ein Arbeiter, als er auf die Toilette ging, einen Wiesel gesehen zu haben, der ihn anlächelte. Es fragte: "Junger Mann, sehe ich aus wie ein Mensch oder ein Unsterblicher?" Der Arbeiter hatte noch nie ein so seltsames Ereignis erlebt. Er wagte es überhaupt nicht zu antworten und floh direkt zurück in seine Unterkunft. Doch sobald er zurückkehrte, wurde er ernsthaft krank und konnte nicht aufstehen. Trotz des Krankenhausaufenthalts konnten sie nichts finden. Er lag immer noch im Krankenhaus. Verzweifelt führte Cameron persönlich ein Team zum Jaskait Market, um einen Experten zu finden. Sie fanden mehrere scheinbar mächtige Experten, aber alle stellten sich als Betrüger heraus. Cameron rieb sich frustriert die Schläfen. Das Projekt hatte einen Wert von über zwei Milliarden, mit einem potenziellen Gewinn von einer Milliarde für ihn. Verzögerungen kosteten ihn schwer. "Boss, ich habe gehört, es gibt einen Experten in Süd-Jacaster." "Dieser alte Kerl ist ein Betrüger. Ich weiß es besser als du." "Was sollen wir dann tun?" "Ich bezahle euch nicht, um mir Fragen zu stellen! Nutzlose Idioten!" Mit seinem feinen Gehör hatte Finneas das Gespräch im Hummer bereits mitgehört. Das brachte ihn auf eine Idee, und er rief: "Meister aller Trades, besonders geschickt im Exorzismus! Kommt zu mir, wenn ihr Hilfe braucht!" Danach begann er zusammenzupacken und tat so, als würde er gehen. In diesem Moment stürzte ein Mann mittleren Alters aus dem Hummer und rief: "Junger Mann, warte!" Erwischt! Finneas lächelte spöttisch und hielt inne, um den Mann zu prüfen. Der Mann hatte ein quadratisches Gesicht und dicke Augenbrauen, strahlte eine Aura der Autorität aus - wahrscheinlich jemand aus der Unterwelt oder von hohem gesellschaftlichen Stand. Er war auf jeden Fall keine gewöhnliche Person. Am wichtigsten war, dass eine dunkle Aura den Mann umgab, was zeigte, dass er einer unmittelbaren Gefahr gegenüberstand. Es war ein Zeichen, das nur für jemanden mit Finneas' spiritueller Sicht sichtbar war. "Lassen Sie mich mich vorstellen. Ich bin Cameron Wheeler und ich -" "Ich habe nur begrenzte Zeit. Kommen Sie zur Sache." Finneas benahm sich wie ein arroganter Experte. Cameron betrachtete Finneas und erklärte dann die Situation auf der Baustelle. "Wo befindet sich Ihre Baustelle?" "Sie liegt ungefähr fünfzig Kilometer von den östlichen Vororten entfernt, am Fuße des Mount Riveria", antwortete Cameron. Nachdem Finneas das gehört hatte, hatte er eine grobe Vorstellung. Sie befanden sich im modernen Zeitalter, aber spirituelle Energie existierte immer noch, was zur Geburt von Dämonen führte. Die Arbeiter hatten wahrscheinlich einen schelmischen Wiesel getroffen, der nach Unsterblichkeit strebte. Dies bedeutete nicht, dass der Wiesel wirklich kurz davor stand, unsterblich zu werden. Vielmehr hatte es eine beträchtliche Zeit gelebt und spirituelle Intelligenz entwickelt. Daher griff es zu unkonventionellen Methoden, um seine Urbedürfnisse zu befriedigen. Solche Kreaturen würden vor Finneas erschreckt sein. Dennoch fragte er absichtlich: "Es gibt viele Experten auf diesem Markt. Warum kommen Sie zu mir?" "Vergessen Sie es. Sie sind alle Scharlatane, die hier nach Ruhm fischen", antwortete Cameron kalt und fuhr fort: "Ich verstehe, was Sie meinen. Wenn Sie damit umgehen können, werde ich Ihnen zwanzigtausend bezahlen." Finneas sah Cameron direkt an und sagte ruhig: "Mr. Wheeler, das ist keine einfache Angelegenheit. Es ist überaus ernst! Verzeihen Sie mir die Direktheit, aber wenn diese Situation nicht bald gelöst wird, werden Ihre Baustelle und sogar Sie selbst in Gefahr geraten. Haben Sie in letzter Zeit schlecht geschlafen?" Camerons Herz setzte einen Schlag aus. Er wusste, dass die Situation ernst war. Die Baustelle war seit Tagen geschlossen und kostete ihn täglich Zehntausende. Wenn diese Situation weitergehen würde, würde er enorme Verluste erleiden. Außerdem fühlte er sich in letzter Zeit nachts beobachtet. Aber wenn er das Licht einschaltete, war nichts in der Nähe. Das machte ihn ängstlich. Cameron zweifelte zunächst an Finneas. Er war verzweifelt und bereit, alles zu versuchen. Nachdem er Finneas' Worte gehört hatte, war er voller Schock. Ist dieser Pokerface-Mann ein echter Experte? "Junger Mann, was schlagen Sie vor?" "Erhöhen Sie den Preis." Cameron sah Finneas an. Anstatt wütend zu sein, war er überraschend erfreut. Die Forderung nach mehr Geld deutete auf Selbstvertrauen hin. "Wie viel?" "Hunderttausend. 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No | 2024-11-27 18:50 | active | 1930 | 0 | ❤️🔥Best Friend Divorced Me When I Carried His Baby | Kelly's POV Was it a blessing to marry your best friend? I was not very sure what Pierce thought but marrying him was a dream come true for me. And now what was more exciting, we were going to welcome our first child. “It’s a good thing you’re cautious. You could’ve lost your baby, Miss Monroe.” The GYN told me seriously as she could see the shock in my eyes. I subconsciously touched my belly, and still couldn't believe a baby was lying there. Had I heard it right? I was pregnant? I was pregnant with a baby for Pierce! My best friend and my first crush! On the way out of the hospital, I couldn’t wait to tell Pierce about our baby. I wondered what his reaction would be. Would he scream in happiness? Would he kiss me and all? God! I couldn’t contain my happiness. I cupped my red face as I fantasized. But the moment I felt the cold from the simple ring on my finger, my wildly beating heart calmed down. I almost forgot that Pierce wasn't the type to be keen on having children, especially when our marriage was arranged by his family. Pierce was a complete gentleman, both as a friend and a husband. Every time we had sex, he was considerate but cautious, saying there was no need to add extra shackles when we were not ready. This baby, in a way, was out of plan. My mind was becoming restless as I sat in my car. Would this be good news for him? What if Pierce was still not ready for the baby? "Ma'am, is everything okay? Do you need to call the Boss?" My private driver Luke asked worriedly as he noticed my frown face. Luke was reliable like a family but if I chose to share, I still wanted Pierce to be the first to know this news. He's my baby's father. "No," I shook my head, giving Luke a reassuring smile. "He's on the flight. I'll talk to him later myself." So that I could sense his answer directly from his raw expressions. I was always good at that. I closed my eyes recalling the first day we met. His bright smile in the sunlight was so dazzling, he was a Prince. Long before we became best friends, I fell in love with him at first sight. But it was only an unrequited love, I knew it well. I slid down the car window to get some fresh air but accidentally caught a glimpse of our old high school. That bitter feeling filled my chest once again. Pierce is my first love but I'm not his. In high school, I was only a boring nerd in other's eyes while Pierce Anderson was the shining Quarterback. Everyone was surprised that we could be friends. Though enmity rose, I enjoyed being around him. I slowly realized that I didn't want just to be his friend. However, right when I was about to confess my feelings to him, another girl came into his life. I shook my head trying to get rid of those sad old memories. I gripped the cold wedding ring on my finger, telling myself the past was past. Pierce said they were over and I was his wife now. I was his wife who was carrying his baby now. I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes and opened the door to our house. My heart calmed down as I breathed in the scent of home. Our home. It wasn't as luxurious as his family's villa but cozy. Pierce and I decorated it together with our own hands. We enjoyed it. Yes, I must have been overthinking. That woman had been out of our lives for a long time and my marriage with Pierce was as beautiful as a fairy tale for the past three years. I glanced at the clock on the wall. At this point, Pierce should have gotten off the plane. He was over a month of traveling for the sake of our family’s business. Pierce was the President of ADE, the leading fashion magazine company all over Asia, and I was actually the Vice President of the company. We were not only life partners but also good partners at work. I really missed him. I dialed his number immediately. I really wanted to hear his voice now, to know when he would arrive home. I would prepare a good meal for him and he would prize me with a sweet kiss. And then we might have passionate sex like what he gave me the night before his business trip. Oops, I almost forgot I was pregnant now. I needed to tell him this first and then we could do something else instead. I was happily envisioning our lovely reunion and my heart dropped when a woman's voice came over the line. [Hello?] I snapped the phone as just one word came out. My phone fell to the floor and my body started shaking uncontrollably. NO! It couldn't be her! It couldn't be Lexi! She was already out of our life! I must have misheard. I rushed to the fridge in an attempt to calm myself with the aid of some alcohol. But the moment I touched the wine bottle, I was reminded of the doctor's words and my baby. I needed to be cautious for my baby's sake. I turned to get a box of milk and walked toward the sofa. I didn't know what made me recognize that as Lexi's voice at that moment. I meant Lexi and I were never close. Lexi Gilbert was a typical blonde beauty that men would go crazy for. She was the popular cheerleader in high school while Pierce was the star quarterback. Better match than he and a nerd like me, right? It wasn't surprising that he had fallen for her. My pride couldn't stand watching the man I loved go crazy for another woman. So I had once tried to stay away from them silently but Pierce refused to quit from my life. Every time I drowned myself in a sea of books and studies to forget them, Pierce would appear at my doorway asking me out. I couldn't say no to his charming smile; I couldn't say no when he claimed it was his duty as my best friend to take me to enjoy the real world. To not ruin our friendship, I could only hide my broken heart, silently playing the role of his best friend by his side and watching his happy face for another girl. I finally got up the courage to study abroad as I learned that Pierce was planning to propose to Lexi. However, I never expected Grams would call to beg me back. I returned in a hurry only to see a lifeless Pierce. His heart was harmed badly, by Lexi. My beloved sunshine boy was nowhere to be seen, and my heart was bleeding. I started to hate Lexi from that moment. I gave up my cherished man to her, and how dared she harm him so badly! That witch! Pierce didn't tell anyone what happened except he was over with Lexi. Grams arranged our marriage. I didn't understand why he agreed until the day I heard him say that marrying anyone but Lexi would be the same for him. It was so fcking hurt but I still walked into this marriage without a second thought. My cherished boy was broken and I wanted to fix him, not caring if I would ruin myself in the process. I fell asleep at home feeling so insecure and worried. I woke up in the middle of the night when I felt someone caressing my cheek. Slowly, I opened my eyes and I realized I had fallen asleep in the living area. Someone lifted me from the couch. I immediately recognized his scent and touch as I looked at him with heavy-lidded eyes. “Peirce…” “Hmm,” he hummed as he walked towards the stairs. “Why did you sleep on the couch?” I stared at his face when he gently put me down on the bed. He caressed my hair and kissed my forehead. He was always so gentle and that was why I loved him so much. Even when making love, he was very considerate of my feelings. We'd been apart for over a month, my body missed him and my heart wanted him. “Where have you been? I’ve been waiting for you,” I said as I caressed his cheek. “Just met a friend. You said you were waiting for me, is it something urgent?" Looking at his gentle face, suddenly I didn't want to ruin the moment. so I closed my parted lips and swallowed the truth back in my stomach once again. Tomorrow, maybe tomorrow, I will have the courage to face all the puzzles. I shook my head and pouted, telling him that I was sleepy. He chuckled and carefully carried me to the bed. The moment he was about to leave me after giving me a goodnight kiss, I panicked for some reason. I then quickly grabbed him and kissed him with all my passion, trying to undress him, trying to make him touch me more and deeper. I missed him. I wanted him. I felt that the only way I could feel at ease was to let him put himself inside me again. To make sure he was still mine. "Wait Kels," Yet he stopped me by pinning my crazy hands on the bed. "I thought you said you're sleepy and you need to rest." "But I think I miss you more now." I looked at him with innocence and I could catch desire flashing in his eyes but I didn't know why it faded soon. He used to be happy when I became the initiative one. As if noticing my confusion, he chuckled and playfully pinched my nose, “I’ll just take a shower. I smell alcohol.” I just nodded and watched him as he walked toward the bathroom. But drowsiness struck again so I closed my eyes to take a nap. However, it was already morning when I opened my eyes again and Pierce was beside me, putting a tray of food on the bedside table. “Hey!” I greeted and smiled when I realized what he’d done. He prepared breakfast for me. In bed. The sweetest. He smiled and sat on the bed. “Good morning.” I grinned as I sat on the bed. He carried the tray and put it beside me. I shot an eyebrow up and tilted my head as I stared at his handsome face. His eyes are deep brown. His eyebrows were thick and black, complimenting his beautiful eyes. His nose was proud and pointed and his lips were red and thin. He literally looks like a sexy bad boy. Even Damon Salvatore would be embarrassed to stand beside him. No one stands a chance against this man. “What is this? Is this a bribe? You stood me up last night, bad boy.” He didn’t laugh. He heaved a sigh and gently tucked my hair on my ears before he held my hand and stared into my eyes. “I have something to tell you.” I felt my heart race. I thought about our baby in my womb. He’s got something to tell. I have something to tell him too. “W-What is it?” I asked as I felt my voice tremble. He took a deep sigh. “You know you’re important to me, right?” I slowly nodded with parted lips. I couldn’t answer. I’m scared of what he’s about to say. I have a bad feeling about this. “You were my best friend before we got married. You are one of the few people I treasure…” I hid my balled fists under the sheet. I don’t know why he’s telling me all this but I felt tears pooling in the corner of my eyes already. “Kelly…” he paused and squeezed his eyes closed before he looked at me again in the eyes. “I-I think it’s time for us to divorce.” “P-Pierce…” I felt my heart clench. He smiled. “I know you don’t have feelings for me either. You just married me because of my grandparents. You just did this because you love them. Now it’s time for our real happiness, Kelly.” I shook my head, “W-What are you talking about, Pierce?” “Lexi is back, Kelly. My first love is back.” Chapter 2 It Never Rains but It Pours Kelly’s POV I got off the bed and tried to leave but Pierce grabbed my hand. I immediately wiped the tears that rolled down my cheeks before he could see them. He stood in front of me and looked at my face as I tried so hard to look down and avoid his eyes. I felt my heart breaking into pieces. I thought… I thought I could make him fall in love with me within those three years together. I thought his feelings would level up and would see me as a woman rather than just a best friend. I was stupid for hoping and dreaming so high. I failed. No matter how hard I tried, his heart belonged only to his first love Lexi. “Kelly…” I sucked my breath and swallowed the pain as I looked at him. I faked a smile, “I need to wash up before eating.” He stared into my eyes as if trying to figure out what I was thinking. I know he knew me too well so I tried so hard to hide my pain and smiled at him. He sighed and let go of my hand. “Okay. I’ll wait for you here. Let’s eat and go to work together.” Together? How cruel could he be? He still wanted us to get along like he didn’t ask for a divorce? He wanted us to stay the way we were right after he told me that his first love was back and he wanted to divorce me? Oh Pierce, what was going on in your head? If I used to be able to force myself to stay in the seat of his best friend wishing him happiness, I no longer had that courage after the three years we'd shared. There's no way I could endure that kind of torture again, especially when I'm carrying his baby. The baby...I had thought it was good news for us but now...it would be more like a burden to him, I guess. A burden that would prevent him from getting his true love and freedom. I knew how an unwanted child to grow up. My parents were divorced even before my mother died and the new family of my father hated me and it hurts like hell. I don’t want my baby to experience the same thing I felt. I need to keep my baby away from it. I faked a smile again. “We can’t. I need to visit the studio for the photoshoot of our new models…” “I’ll go with you—” “No.” I pushed his hand. His eyes followed my hand before he lifted his face to look at me again. “You have some documents to sign. Our schedules are already organized, remember?” “But…” “I have a personal driver, Pierce. I’ll be fine to go alone.” He sighed and slowly nodded. I turned my back on him and entered the bathroom. I immediately opened the shower and stood under the cold water. Tears cascaded down my cheeks as I covered my mouth to suppress my sobs. My shoulders were trembling really badly and when I thought about my baby, I swallowed hard and tried to calm myself down. I wiped my face and caressed my belly. I need to be strong. I need to stay calm. I shouldn’t put my baby’s life on the line just because I got my heart broken. I have to deal with this smartly. I sucked my breath and finished my bath. When I got out of the bathroom, I was shocked to see Pierce was still there. He was struggling to fix his tie in front of the full-length mirror. I also noticed my pair of heels and dress on the bed. “Hey! I picked your dress for today.” Since our marriage wasn't public, Pierce said he would try to do little things for me as a husband. He did it well and I used to enjoy these sweet moments but now, it was going to kill me. I grabbed the dress and went inside the walk-in closet. I felt him following me. I put the white dress back and picked a red one. When I faced him, his forehead was creased. I smiled. “I prefer red today. I’d feel beautiful in this dress.” His eyes went to the dress I was holding and his face immediately calmed down. He nodded and walked towards me. “I see. Help me fix this first.” I put my dress on his arm and started fixing his tie. I could feel his eyes staring intently and it was making my heart beat so fast. I took a deep breath and chewed my bottom lip as I struggled to fix the tie. My vision is becoming blurry again. Damn! “Kelly…” I jumped in shock. “Hmm?” “Are you okay?” I looked at him and smiled, “Yeah.” “I have another thing to say.” I finished fixing his tie so I immediately grabbed the dress from him. I glanced at him before I walked past him and spoke… “Let’s just talk some other time. I'm going to be late.” I heard him sigh as he followed me again. I grabbed my underwear and got dressed while he was standing behind me. He’s silent the whole time as if he’s thinking about something. “You should eat before you leave.” I faced him and nodded. “I will. You should go now.” “Kelly, we’re on the same page, right?” I stared at him. No, Pierce. We’re never on the same page. All of these are just my stupid fantasies. I thought you had feelings for me and I was so wrong. “If it’s about the divorce, I understand everything, Pierce. I know what I have to do. Just give me some time because I’m really busy with the company. I will not run away.” “Kelly, I’m not just doing this for myself. I’m also doing this for you. You’ve been caged with me ever since we got married. I know you’re not happy because deep inside, you also want to find the man you deserve. Someone who will really love you. Not me. Not someone who’s half-hearted.” “I understand what you’re trying to say, Pierce,” I said and tried to turn my back but he held me by the waist, keeping me in place. He did everything to capture my eyes and he succeeded. He looked at me worriedly. “You are my best friend. I don’t wanna lose you, Kels. You’re one of my few people…” “I know,” I said out of frustration. He looked shocked, so I calmed myself down. “I-I know. You don’t have to worry. I’m just stressed about work. It’s not about our divorce.” His lips parted and he slowly nodded as if he was able to breathe properly. He walked towards me and I froze when he gently kissed my forehead… “Thank you, Kelly," he whispered. My heart clenched. It had been three years but I was still such a coward. Why couldn't you just tell him that you love him, Kelly? He's your husband and you're carrying his baby! Tell him and he might change his mind! I swallowed hard and was about to tell him but his phone rang. I didn't miss the caller ID. Again, it was Lexi. " I gotta go." He scratched his head in apology and I didn't miss the upturned corners of his mouth. "I called Luke and he’s waiting outside. Eat before you go, okay?” With that, he left our room. The tears I had managed to suppress burst out again. Why would I think I could have a chance? He made his choice already the moment he asked for the divorce, didn't he? Whenever it came to Lexi, I was always the one he would abandon. Chapter 3 Stiff Upper Lip Kelly’s POV I entered the studio wearing just two-inch red heels and a red dress. Everyone was looking my way as I walked along the hallway. They’re all greeting me with a smile but my face remains stoic, not showing any emotions at all. The conversation with Pierce this morning was still lingering in my head, but I couldn't let it affect my work. I couldn't fail my work after I failed my marriage. I took a deep breath to adjust my condition. However, when I entered the photoshoot room, I could notice everyone was in chaos. “We can’t! She’s not answering her calls. What should we do? The Vice President is coming today. She’d get mad.” “We can just tell her the truth. She’s nice.” “Not in this situation, Lily! She’d scold us—” “What’s happening here?” I asked as I graced the room. The staff were now looking at me with worried expressions and I knew then that there was a problem. “G-Good morning, Miss Monroe.” Miss Monroe. Of course, no one knew that Pierce and I were married except for our families. I felt a pinch in my heart because of that truth. It hurts. I stared at her blankly, “What?” “W-We have a problem, Miss Monroe. Miss Chen, our model has been refusing our calls. She said she heard that we’re changing our model so…she doesn’t want to come here. She’s even…threatening to file a case against us.” She bowed his head. I gritted my teeth and roamed my eyes around. “Where’s the marketing manager?” “S-She’s still trying to convince Miss Chen, Miss Monroe.” I massaged my forehead and squeezed my eyes closed. I grabbed my hair and screamed in so much anger. I felt everyone around me jump in shock. I groaned and sucked my breath before looking around. “Miss Monroe…” “What is this, Miss Hayley? You are the marketing manager, what is happening?” “Miss Monroe, I don’t know how it happened but Miss Chen heard that you are changing our model. She’s about to file a case against us—” Changing the model? How come I didn't know about this? Miss Chen had always been our trustful partner and if not necessary, changing models for a commercial shoot on short notice would only cause a lot of trouble for the company. I would never allow such a cheap mistake. “I never asked for that. You must be mistaken." I cut her words to save time, " Fix this mess or I have to fire you!” "Miss Monroe...It's Mr. President who asked us to change it." Hayley spoke hesitantly. "He ordered that as soon as he came back from his business trip yesterday." I was hit by the truth. Pierce's order? Why didn't he tell me? He used to discuss every major decision with me first. "It shouldn't be..." I was confused. Pierce was not a clueless businessman. He kept a clear distinction between work and relationships, which was why he always succeeded. And that was also why he chose to keep our marriage a secret. "Yes, Kelly. I gave the order." The voice pulled me back. “M-Mr. President…” Hayley bowed with respect as she saw the man who suddenly appeared behind me. "I think you owe me an explanation, Pierce. About changing the model!" I gritted as I turned around to question him. He knew clearly how much effort I put into winning this project. I hardly had a good sleep those days and Miss Chen was the ideal one for us to work with. I remembered he agreed on it too. But now...he just changed the model as he liked without telling me in advance. I felt like a hard slap on my face. "Go ahead for the work. I'll make it clear to her." He pacified the staff first, ignoring the anger that was about to spew out of my eyes. "Answer me, Pierce! Why do you change the model so suddenly?" I couldn't hold my anger and he just touched my shoulder whispering to me, "This is not the place to talk. Let me explain it to you in the car." I looked around to notice others sneaking glances at us. Then I shook away his hands and walked toward the parking lot. But along the way, my heart was heavier and heavier. I had a feeling that I was not going to enjoy his explanation. "Now, say it." I blurted it out as we sat in his car. He stared into my eyes as if weighing my emotions. I looked away again. I couldn’t stand his stares. I couldn’t withstand his eyes that never looked at me the way I wanted him to look at me. He has no feelings for me and it hurts so much. “I-I…” he paused and sighed. “I replaced Miss Chen because Lexi wants to be our model. She’s also fit to be our model so I agreed—” “What?” I asked in disbelief. He pressed his lips together and looked away. He messed his hair up before he shook his head and held my hand. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. It was just so sudden. She asked for a favor and I can’t say no.” I took my hand back and looked at him in both pain and anger. “You can't say no to her so you'd rather harm the company, our company. You betrayed me, Pierce.” “Kels, come on. You know how much I love her. She’s my first love.” Painfully, I closed my eyes. Oh yes, she's your first love. She's always the one you want no matter what it takes. As long as she frowned a bit, you could turn a blind eye to the pain and effort of others. You are so heartless, Pierce. “Well, you’ve decided. I don’t have a say in this since you’re the President. Just go. I’ll be in the office.” I said coldly as I opened the car door to walk out. “Kelly…” I looked him in the eyes. “Go home early. Let’s talk about our divorce at home tonight.” Chapter 4 Left High and Dry Kelly’s POV I was playing with the wedding ring on my finger. I told him to go home early but he didn’t come home completely. He wasn’t even answering my calls. Well, now Lexi was back, this house was probably not home in his eyes anymore. My eyes turned to my pregnancy report on the table. What a mockery. I was still naive to hold a glimmer of hope that things would be different if I told him about the baby. But forget this baby was out of his plan. Sure, Pierce was not the kind who would force me to have an abortion. But he couldn't cut out his obsession with Lexi either. He might stay in this loveless marriage if his parents asked. But all I had would only be an empty shell. That's not a Father what I wanted for my baby. I wiped off the tears collecting at the corner of my eyes and collected the report. It was 5 am already when I looked at the clock on the wall. I tried to dial his number again, but still busy. What was he busy with? Was he busy making love with Lexi? He must have missed her a lot, didn't he? I still remember the day when he came back after his first private vacation with Lexi. His joy was unmistakable. Nearly at once, I could tell they made love. The same day I returned to my room, I cried out loud as I took off my makeup. Nothing I did worked. I could never replace Lexi in his heart. I felt like hundreds of pounds pressing my chest. I decided to get a shower to wash away all the miserable emotions but the moment I opened the wardrobe, our intimate clothes were snuggled together bringing me back to the memory of how Pierce and I had sex here last time. It was that time he didn't use contraception. He was so passionate that I thought he finally accepted our marriage. I once believed his return from this business trip would be a fresh start for us but actually, it was a start for us to fall apart now. Unable to suppress my feelings any longer, I crouched down crying loudly. Why? Why am I always the one they choose to abandon? Why don't I deserve to be loved? I didn't remember how I fell asleep. When the alarm clock went off, I subconsciously touched the pillow beside me. Cold as last night. He didn't come home yet. I sneered at myself as I caught my reflection in the dresser mirror. The dark circles under my eyes were so clear and my hair was a total mess, looking like a ghost. See, Kelly? That's what happened when you stepped into such a loveless marriage without a second thought. You would only break yourself if you continue on the wrong path. Just get a divorce. Spare him and yourself. Your baby needs a strong mommy. Suddenly a wave of nausea flooded my stomach and I realized I hadn't even eaten anything last night. Feeling sick again, I run to the sink and puke. I spit yellowish liquid and it tastes so bad. I washed my mouth immediately and stared at my own reflection in the mirror. I shook my head and cupped my forehead as soon as I felt like throwing up again. I spit yellowish liquid again and while I’m washing my mouth, I feel a warm hand caressing my back. I immediately lifted my face and met a pair of brown eyes looking at me through the mirror. Standing behind me with a worried face was my husband Pierce. I’ve always been thankful that I have him as my best friend and husband but now…I’m losing him. Hopelessly losing him. “Are you okay? Are you not feeling well? You should’ve told me.” I stared at him through the mirror. “You didn’t answer my calls. Guilt flickered in his eyes. “I’m sorry. I had some things to do. I stayed in the office all night.” I wiped my face and walked past him. He followed me as I sat in front of the vanity and started combing my hair. “Kels…” “I woke up late. I failed to prepare breakfast.” I tried to avoid his eyes. I felt like I would lose my temper and snap at him. There was no moment when I felt his selfishness so clearly as now. He called me his best friend yet he had never seriously confronted my needs. My feelings. "Kels...... you know I'm not asking about this. I'm just worried about your condition......" “Kels, are we still okay?” I stopped combing my hair and slowly met his eyes. Through the mirror, again. Really? He’s asking me that? After he offered me a divorce without even asking if I was okay with it? He decided on his own. Just because his first love is back. I can’t believe him. I faked a smile. “I just don’t feel well today, Pierce.” He immediately squatted beside me which is not surprising because I know he truly cares. What surprised me is why is he still doing this after he buried a dagger in my heart. “Are you okay?” He gently touched my forehead and neck. “Are you sick? Tell me how you feel, Kels.” “My feelings don’t matter,” I couldn’t help but blurt out. He looked shocked because of what I said. When I attempted to avoid him, he grabbed my wrist and made me face him. His face is mirroring his anger now. He’s completely lost his patience. “What’s wrong with you, Kels? You’ve been acting like this since yesterday. Is this about Lexi? Or was it because I didn’t come home last night?” I looked him in the eyes, annoyed. "You're the one who asked for a divorce! I told you to come back earlier but you just let me wait for the whole night. How do you want me to greet you this morning, Pierce?” He clenched his jaws and shook his head. “Kels, I..." "Enough. We can talk about the divorce after work today." “Kels!” He called and grabbed my shoulders. Confusion and pain were visible in his eyes. “Are you…in love with me?” I was taken aback? In love? Yes! Ever since we were in high school. Ever since he became my best friend. Who wouldn’t fall for someone who has been protecting you ever since? But of course, I can’t tell him. It would only complicate things more. I don’t even want him to pity me. I shook my head and pushed his arms away. “Are you on drugs? I’m not in love with you.” I turned my back on him and entered the bathroom again. I locked it before going to the bathtub. I should focus on myself. I can’t let my emotions affect me but…but why are my tears falling again? “You are so pathetic, Kelly! You can’t even tell him how you truly feel,” I whispered to myself as I wiped my tears angrily. It took me almost an hour bathing. When I was done, I realized Pierce had already left. I shook my head in disbelief. He’s been constantly abandoning me. I can’t believe we’d reach this point. I thought we were okay. I was so stupid. *** “Good morning, Miss Monroe…” “Good morning, Vice President…” I did not greet anyone back just like how I used to greet them back. I still feel pissed and my mood seems off. Irritation can easily take over me and I can’t control it. Probably because of Pierce’s divorce proposal or because of my pregnancy. I was about to enter my office when I heard two girls talking. “Did you see her? I bet she’s Mr. Anderson’s girlfriend. They seemed close.” My forehead creased. Pierce’s girlfriend? “Ah! It’s a waste that I didn't see her face but I feel like it’s Miss Lexi.” “Lexi? Lexi Gilbert? The model?” “Yes! I bet my whole month's salary on this. They look good together.” “Come on! Miss Monroe and Mr. Anderson look better together.” “Are you serious? They’re best friends. You know, some people are better off just friends. It’s Mr. Anderson and Miss Monroe.” I squeezed my eyes closed and pushed the door of my office. I slowly closed it and rested my back against it. This is harder than I expected. I took a deep breath and sat on my swivel chair. I opened the computer at the same time a notification popped up on the screen of my phone. My hands started shaking as soon as I saw the notification. It was Pierce’s social media update. He uploaded a photo of him and Lexi together. Eating in a fancy restaurant. I balled my fists and gritted my teeth. Of course, there’s no way I can compete with her in his heart. 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Get Your Tickets Now! | 3 days, 3 Stages, and 400 acres. Welcome to Cattle Country. Round up your friends and join us from April 10-12 for three days of iconic performers, including Parker McCollum, Nickelback, Tanya Tucker, and more! Enjoy specialty drinks, camping, relaxing in Cowboy Cove, and much more. Get your tickets now! | BUY_TICKETS | https://cattlecountryfesttx.com/tickets/ | Cattle Country Fest | https://www.facebook.com/cattlecountryfest/ | 14,060 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Buy Tickets | 0 | cattlecountryfesttx.com | DCO | Visit Our Website | https://cattlecountryfesttx.com/tickets/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468427780_1301308561225493_8807141761585226521_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Gkxtr-mfCEEQ7kNvgF5bFV1&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ArEFfo3P43gCVJi1IDZ2InE&oh=00_AYC8BDKUww0nm3_6lnIPu7g9sxmjfCOMKDC4agazV2LzGA&oe=674D8EE2 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Cattle Country Fest | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2024-11-27 18:50 | active | 1930 | 0 | 🏡 Location, location, location! Discover these brand new townhomes in Apopka, FL. ✨ Prime Location: Adjacent to the upcoming Wyld Oaks development, bringing retail, dining, hotels, and a medical campus right to your doorstep. 🌟 Amazing Amenities: HOA covers a community pool, cabana, tot lot playground, dog park, and all exterior maintenance, including lawn care. No CDD fees! 💰 Big Savings: Builder will buy down your interest rate AND contribute to your closing costs! 🏠 Spacious & Energy Efficient: 3- and 4-bedroom floorplans starting at $330K, with energy-saving HERS index scores. 📍 Minutes to Nature & Adventure: Near Magnolia Park, Lake Apopka Wildlife Drive, Wekiwa Springs, Kelly Park/Rock Springs, and AdventHealth Apopka. Plus, quick access to 429 gets you to Disney in under 40 minutes and Universal in 30 minutes! Interested in this amazing location? There are several builders and homes for sale, let’s compare to decide which best for YOU! Ready to explore your dream home? Let’s chat! 🏡✨ 📲Jessica Kesaris | REALTOR® 🌴Premium Properties #floridahomebuyers #orlando #centralfloridarealestate #orlandoliving #realestateinvesting #firsttimehomebuyer | SHOP_NOW | https://jessicakesaris.premiumproperties.io/listin | realestatewithjessk | https://www.instagram.com/_u/realestatewithjessk | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop now | 0 | jessicakesaris.premiumproperties.io | VIDEO | https://jessicakesaris.premiumproperties.io/listing?condition=%7B%22location%22%3A%7B%22subdivision%22%3A%5B%22Gardenia%20Reserve%2C%20Apopka%2C%20FL%22%5D%7D%7D&uiConfig=%7B%7D&zoom=12&page=1 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-19/450700875_423291667354401_296430182588565875_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s206x206&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=525117&_nc_ohc=zPr1FHNTtU4Q7kNvgFNSfc5&_nc_zt=24&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com&oh=00_AYDT3VYASxQ3-1rQbyPHC9hNWgDLAguizVURXKkNqkd_Eg&oe=674D739D | IG_ADS_IDENTITY | 1 | 0 | 0 | realestatewithjessk | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Home | Boston Clear Water Company | Want to achieve peak performance? Whether it’s running a marathon or enhancing your recovery, Boston Clear Water’s mineral-rich water can help you reach your full potential. We’re thrilled to hear from BCW customer Maria Pope, who shared how BCW played a pivotal role in helping her qualify for the Boston Marathon! As seasoned runners, Maria and her friend Kelly knew qualifying for the Boston Marathon at the Baystate Marathon would require every advantage. That’s when they turned to BCW and stocked up on electrolyte-rich water to support their performance. Maria started strong on race day, but halfway through, wondered when fatigue would set in. By Mile 20, she was sure it was coming, yet her energy levels remained high. As she hit the final stretch, she felt great and crossed the finish line with a new personal best—beating her time by 12 minutes! Astonished that she never got tired or “hit the wall,” Maria proudly rang the qualifying bell for the Boston Marathon. She even jogged back to help Kelly finish her last mile. Kelly, too, ran 10 minutes faster than her goal pace and never felt fatigued. The surprise continued the next day when Maria felt completely fine, despite packing recovery socks and compression boots, which she didn’t need to use! Maria found this recovery and performance boost abnormal, especially since she and Kelly had trained together and felt the usual exhaustion, and was convinced something made a difference —and that something was BCW! She noticed a difference with just a modest intake of two 35 oz. bottles of BCW in the 2 days before the race and one 16 oz. bottle on race day. While we can’t pinpoint exactly how it works, the important thing is that it does! With her master’s in Exercise and Wellness, Maria believes the mineral composition and alkalinity of BCW helped clear lactic acid buildup more quickly, reducing muscle soreness after exertion — Not to mention that minerals support muscle function and oxygen transport. Whether it was BCW’s mineral blend or its alkaline pH of 7.7, BCW played a key role in Maria’s performance. Visit Pocahontas Spring and try it for yourself because when you’re fueled by BCW, anything is possible! #BCW | LEARN_MORE | http://www.bostonclearwater.com/ | Boston Clear Water Company | https://www.facebook.com/BostonClear/ | 1,207 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | bostonclearwater.com | IMAGE | Natural alkaline water with high mineral content. Naturally sourced from the Pocahontas Spring in Lynnfield, MA. Self-Serve Since 1908 and Open 24 Hours! | http://www.bostonclearwater.com/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468451667_922539639804820_6403939473652996581_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=mZIQ5VA98GUQ7kNvgGXM2Ul&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=As4oY-tzl00s79yJTupYvXh&oh=00_AYAHHk-PO8NNI8vPdyiJZueOFD9Pky6YreKNh_smpKaP0g&oe=674D86D6 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Boston Clear Water Company | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2024-11-27 18:49 | active | 1930 | 0 | Alcohol-Free & Frizz-Free | 🥳New from L'ange! 🥳Thermal Agent Thermal Protectant Styler! http://t.langehair.com/SHJJ8 💥This unique thermal protectant is one of a kind and is a must-have product to get fabulous and healthy hair at all times! ▪️ No Alcohol | No Parabens | No Phthalates ▪️ Protects your hair up to 450°F ▪️ Deeply hydrates hair ▪️ Effectively tames frizz ▪️ Provides a touchable hold for effortless styling #thermalagent #heatprotectant #heatprotection #langehaircare | SHOP_NOW | http://t.langehair.com/SHJJ8 | Kelly Nordfelt | https://www.facebook.com/TheKellyNordfelt/ | 7,551 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop now | 0 | t.langehair.com | VIDEO | Hydrate, Protect, and Shine | http://t.langehair.com/SHJJ8 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465616679_1981072922368117_8751261262025883289_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=k9z4Z-XDehkQ7kNvgHzCyoD&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AmRsu6Ulj_-zEVQsCcNqvyJ&oh=00_AYBdGjkOK1qoi6ekR-guhTzyFwYzt-QGfmvRQ7Fx6_cQ4w&oe=674D8806 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Kelly Nordfelt | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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4.5/5 Stars! Read Our Reviews! | For comprehensive tire sales and service, go to family-owned Southampton Towing and Recovery. We carry top tire brands – such as Dunlop, Goodyear, and Kelly – at competitive prices. New and used tire options are available. Over 30 years of industry experience. We offer flat tire repairs, tire rotations, expert wheel alignments, and more. | CONTACT_US | https://www.southamptontowingandrecovery.com/?useY | Southampton Towing | https://www.facebook.com/SouthamptonTowingandRecovery/ | 917 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Contact us | 0 | southamptontowingandrecovery.com | IMAGE | Local automotive shop established in 2005 | https://www.southamptontowingandrecovery.com/?useYB=4&cam=soc-tp-m254578-c928362-g3073121- | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468419136_2046653929130984_1372741285986364080_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=lgeu2nvxeVYQ7kNvgF_9FkE&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A2wPKfatCfQ9-3v72qvp41M&oh=00_AYAU99jjW3llTxyX-rjgPMUkmnt9UzxYWtb35qa7LDLrDw&oe=674D7B39 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Southampton Towing | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete |
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