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2,106,473	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-10-06 20:11	active	1586	Grow Your Med Spa or Elective Medical Practice!	Are you struggling to grow your med spa or elective medical practice and reach your goals? Wouldn't it be great to get the answer key? WELL NOW YOU CAN! What if you could have immediate access to . . . ✅A done for you Marketing Plan and interactive template with proven successful promotions. ✅The PGC APP to quickly benchmark, analyze, and give you growth solutions. ✅Over 50 hours this year to ask Kelly your questions directly!	LEARN_MORE	https://medspabusinesscoaches.com/mga-intro-page	Projected Growth Consulting	https://www.facebook.com/ProjectedGrowthConsulting/	1,494	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	medspabusinesscoaches.com	DCO	Want to 3X your Revenue in 2024? Whether you’re just starting your business, or have been in business for years, the MedSpa Growth Accelerator is the step-by-step guide you’ve been waiting for. This program includes: ✅Weekly Interactive Coaching with Kelly Smith ✅65+ Video Lessons ✅50+ Interactive Tools & Templates ✅100+ Printable Resources ✅20 Implementation Audits & Module Quizzes ✅PGC APP with 12+ Calculators ✅Dedicated Accelerator Coach ✅Book Bundle & E-Copy Top 10 Profit Killers Book ✅MGA Community of Peers & 2 Logins per membership As a med spa owner myself, I've been where you are. Trying to figure out the keys to success! In order to grow my own business, I created these templates and tools out of necessity to grow my facility over a million dollars in one year. I realized these processes and systems can solve the challenges we face in this industry and provide fast and effective solutions. Click below to get started	https://medspabusinesscoaches.com/mga-intro-page	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462144927_1049578276894233_2684684958628375530_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=NHYQhP4axLkQ7kNvgETJlRT&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AaYcSQ4GyZdWyIqXTXc6asm&oh=00_AYCnxxuuLbQ9AtJqiAOPC36xeQ9ZGROPdgty8DqMV9fVWA&oe=6709043D	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Projected Growth Consulting	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,106,104	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2106085}'	Yes	2024-10-06 20:10	active	1586	💞 Small Towns, Big Hearts, Beautiful Love Stories! 💞	Escape to a world where love is as sweet as apple pie and everyone knows your name. 🍎💞 This small-town romance will sweep you off your feet with heartfelt moments, irresistible chemistry, and characters you’ll never want to leave behind. Ready to fall in love? Find out what happens when big dreams meet small-town charm, and love is just around the corner.	SHOP_NOW	https://authortraceykelly.com/products/small-town-	Author Tracey Kelly	https://www.facebook.com/TraceyCramerKelly/	1,183	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	authortraceykelly.com	DCO	Cozy Up with Love—Small Town Romance Awaits.	https://authortraceykelly.com/products/small-town-romance-bundle	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462219923_831924272421754_1561606908235164130_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=jLzYs_JKuCMQ7kNvgGStoDG&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AqLyrwVvq_nQDXVM8jhl3iw&oh=00_AYB7CnTjTWgZGeeu9sDRua9PVD8aAa8uAv9Rax7Ya_an8A&oe=67090D94	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Author Tracey Kelly	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,106,603	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2106540}'	Yes	2024-10-06 20:11	active	1586	Stop Knee Pain at the Source—No Surgery Needed!	Hey Charlotte, are you tired of struggling with knee pain? Have you seen multiple doctors or tried multiple treatments with no relief? My name is Dr. Sheinkop with QC Kinetix Waverly and I want to talk about WHY patients choose our 𝗡𝗼𝗻-𝗦𝘂𝗿𝗴𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗞𝗻𝗲𝗲 𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗥𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗳 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗼𝗰𝗼𝗹 instead of harmful pain meds, steroid shots or knee surgery. Consider the difference… Knee surgery is painful and requires months of recovery time. — the biggest risk of all is failed knee surgery… where your pain gets worse… Knee Surgery is permanent, once you do it you can never go back. Cortisone Injections numb you up, only providing temporary relief if any… and actually make the condition worse. Pain medications are not good for your body and can cause addiction. This is why 1000’s patients have chosen our 𝗥𝗮𝗽𝗶𝗱 𝗞𝗻𝗲𝗲 𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗥𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗳 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗼𝗰𝗼𝗹. Our protocol is safe, non-invasive, requires zero downtime, and treats the exact location of your pain resulting in long-term pain relief. If you are READY to ELIMINATE your knee pain and avoid steroid shots and surgery, then Call “(520) 346-3845” or Click the button below, fill out your information and Kelly, our patient coordinator, will give you a call to learn more about you and schedule your 𝗞𝗻𝗲𝗲 𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗥𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗳 𝗘𝘅𝗮𝗺. Click the button below. Serving Charlotte and all surrounding areas. QC Kinetix Waverly 11835 Southmore Drive, Suite 202 Tucson, AZ 85704 (520) 346-3845	SIGN_UP	http://fb.me/	QC Kinetix Waverly NC	https://www.facebook.com/61562006157257/	7	1969-12-31 18:00	Sign up	fb.me	IMAGE	⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐	http://fb.me/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461976313_408140762319107_905543466983526228_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=fHpyCXFbMaAQ7kNvgHOvnv9&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AFzk46KC1suXmAp4oo14H3b&oh=00_AYCAbzscR8YvC3wDVTS4Sh6yTjTzNfTmE3Rk_K3jhmh5Lg&oe=6709041A	PERSON_PROFILE	0	QC Kinetix Waverly NC	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,106,344	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2106342}'	Yes	2024-10-06 20:11	active	1586	🌶 Click to Watch this Show 👉	NEW SHOW ALERT! 🌶 🔥 She’s the curvy scholarship student, constantly tormented by the rich and popular quarterback. But one night, after they both had a few too many drinks, she ended up on his lap—and that’s when everything took an unexpected turn.	WATCH_MORE	https://getgalatea.com/lp/keily-en-cover-gtv-ke04?	Romance Reels	https://www.facebook.com/61552709594506/	376	1969-12-31 18:00	Watch more	galateaTV.com	VIDEO		https://getgalatea.com/lp/keily-en-cover-gtv-ke04?from=facebook-tv&campaign={{campaign.name}}_{{campaign.id}}&adgroup={{adset.name}}%28{{adset.id}}%29&creative={{ad.name}}%28{{ad.id}}%29&wpsrc=Facebook&wpcid={{campaign.id}}&wpsnetn={{site_source_name}}&wpcrid={{ad.id}}&wpscn={{adset.name}}&wpscid={{adset.id}}&wpcrn={{ad.name}}&wpcn={{campaign.name}}&utm_medium=cpc&utm_id={{campaign.id}}&utm_source=facebook&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461321472_880854443997756_5785478824367859329_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=vsJ-HfsVYTIQ7kNvgHPHH1y&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AnEiLHgy5cXOIJSXcaseepZ&oh=00_AYD4wcDTJ60KAL5SfwO2Od1eX2M9Sqp0MX4ZA7NAYUVqsQ&oe=67090079	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Romance Reels	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,106,231	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-10-06 20:10	active	1586			VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE	http://instagram.com/kellydesignscanada	kellydesignscanada	https://www.instagram.com/_u/kellydesignscanada	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Visit Instagram Profile	instagram.com	CAROUSEL		http://instagram.com/kellydesignscanada	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-19/412251899_1039699333932241_8134627762028619404_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s206x206&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=01e7c5&_nc_ohc=C6RZ6m8qCvkQ7kNvgFAGmbI&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com&oh=00_AYBB2w86kAyJeeMB4gHsVmyCpFfwPfKYyURyXmpl1JP44Q&oe=6708F8CF	IG_ADS_IDENTITY	1	kellydesignscanada	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,106,386	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-10-06 20:11	active	1586	Lakefront Estate For Sale	Why just have a luxury home when you can have an extraordinary one? This grand estate at 17506 Island Circle sits on an exclusive Island estate lot at Newport Landing on Bennington Lake and is truly in a league of its own. Throughout the 18,000+ square feet, there’s a place for everyone. Work. Play and Relax the days away. Inside enjoy the home library, home office, exercise room, 12+ car sport court garage, golf simulator and guest suite. Outside, a custom pool, indoor/outdoor pool bar, pool bath, boat house, deluxe stationary dock and breathtaking lake views. The magnificent exterior features rival the exquisite interior architecture with jaw-dropping two-story vaulted ceilings upon entry. It’s your peaceful lakefront escape, just minutes from Omaha, Nebraska. Dock your boat… YOU have arrived! Presented at $4,900,000 LISTING REALTOR: Kelly Kontz (402) 290-4972 kelly@openadore.com Kelly Kontz The Key Group at Berkshire Hathaway HomeServices Ambassador Real Estate ——— #architecture #luxuryhomes #luxuryrealestate #omaha #omahahomesforsale #BHHSRealEstate #omahaomaha #omaharealestate #interiordesign #nebraskarealestate	LEARN_MORE	https://openadore.com/17506-island-circle/	The Key Group at Berkshire Hathaway HS Ambassador Real Estate	https://www.facebook.com/openadore/	1,772	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	openadore.com	VIDEO		https://openadore.com/17506-island-circle/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461971084_527362129908401_2553301026907942792_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=DtWIoyjqkVEQ7kNvgEKYjUl&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AzwnFDDHTOPI_z0aWNNkkKX&oh=00_AYB3fkp0dUpT_Pwc2fIc7blotguyCKx9AgwuAGZvI9xQww&oe=67091E4C	PERSON_PROFILE	0	The Key Group at Berkshire Hathaway HS Ambassador Real Estate	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,106,126	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2105655}'	Yes	2024-10-06 20:10	active	1586	Message or Call Cell (817) 781-0546 \| Office (817) 720-6300	Navigating the sale of a home in a family estate has unique aspects. I have the experience and compassion to help you every step of the way. When you’re ready to make a move, let’s talk about how I can help you get results. Schedule a consultation today! DM or Call me at Cell (817) 781-0546 \| Office (817) 720-6300 For a full list of my services visit https://sellingthe817.com/services	LEARN_MORE	https://sellingthe817.com/services	Jeff Kelly-Realtor, The Wethington Agency	https://www.facebook.com/JeffKellyRealtor/	504	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	sellingthe817.com/services	IMAGE	Browse new real estate properties and homes for sale on Jeff Kelly’s website. View the latest available listings!	https://sellingthe817.com/services	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/420636634_216649191529989_1465194197032886100_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=StPmdvqlbe4Q7kNvgETW8on&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A304EYS5pnVfMT9wqBc6XGa&oh=00_AYBFNQ92Dd00GlJZTKLVnYM7Y1rqcW26bZx6LvfWe8SlWA&oe=6708F9A8	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Jeff Kelly-Realtor, The Wethington Agency	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,105,739	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2105737}'	Yes	2024-10-06 20:09	active	1586	Young Marshal’s Charming Wife	Modern-day superstar Kelly Morse finds herself reincarnated in the body of a wealthy merchant's daughter from a hundred years ago. Promised in childhood to a young marshal thanks to her grandfather's heroic deeds, Kelly must navigate her new life with cunning and bravery. Trapped in a web of deceit spun by her stepmother and sister, she employs her acting skills to outsmart her adversaries. Amidst this turmoil, she entangles with her fiancé, a marshal in disguise. Together, they face numerous trials and life-threatening challenges, ultimately finding happiness in each other's arms.	LEARN_MORE	https://fbpx.16447.com/share/middle/wej1nfaycmarln	Kalos TV Du bu	https://www.facebook.com/61557941822058/	2,069	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	fbpx.16447.com	VIDEO		https://fbpx.16447.com/share/middle/wej1nfaycmarlnog12w1upir?ad_id={{ad.id}}&sid=120213188510870181&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462297074_1091347095932956_394005945129953786_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=q62Gc583BYUQ7kNvgFA3udz&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AzarWaDycn2slQHliu4RkiZ&oh=00_AYD06eKJ6tu7JF9DfUtH7VAiFUmm6SDSCkthY3UA5ChpuQ&oe=6708F9FC	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Kalos TV Du bu	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,106,660	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"is_bh_simple_request":false,"simple_request_ratio":1,"is_bh_selenium":false,"selenium_ratio":0.8420947531326444,"ratio_threshold":0.8}'	Yes	2024-10-06 20:12	active	1586		Chapter 1 Mandy's POV ..."I, Alpha Andrew Miller, reject you, Amanda Anderson, as my mate and Luna." He stated, gazing at me with his cold eyes. Am I imagining things? Is this really Andrew - my Andrew? I quickly searched my mind to check if last night was real. Yes, yes, yes it was! Here I am in his hotel room bed, sore, a little bruised, and sated. I just found my mate, my other half, and I was finally, wholeheartedly happy. Just to have my heart crushed? No! This had to be a bad dream. I blinked my eyes a few times, holding the bedsheet to my chest for dear life, and stared at him, dumbfounded. "What did you say?" I finally asked. “Are you deaf? I said I reject you as-” “I heard you the first time.” I cut him off, standing up from bed searching for my dress “...but why?” I found the dress and quickly put it on, not caring about my nakedness or lack of underwear. He stood there with a cold demeanor. I couldn't decipher his emotions. Where is that sweet, caring, and loving guy from last night? Is he bipolar, perhaps? Putting his hands in jeans pockets, he took three large steps forward. Stopping a few inches before me, I had to tilt my head up to meet his gaze. He was so tall. "You thought I would accept you?" he scoffed and continued, "You are just a weak and pathetic human. You are not fit to be Luna. I need someone strong, someone who is capable of leading by my side, a worthy one." I stood there frozen in place, not daring to move my shaky legs. I knew once I moved, I would collapse. I refused to give him this satisfaction. I would not break. He lifted his hand and tucked my loose hair behind my ear, sending shivers down my body. His lips formed a disgusting smirk, and he added, "Although... I must say. You were a good fuck." He chuckled. "Probably the best I’ve had, sweetheart." And that was it. I stepped away from him, with all the courage I could muster, sizing him up. I looked him dead in the eyes and opened my mouth, “I, Amanda Anderson, accept your rejection." And with that, I left... ... Beep, beep, beep I woke up in a cold sweat, panting. Dear God, what was that? It had been five years since that horrible night, and four years since the last time I dreamt about it. What does it mean? I haven't thought about him in years. And I was surely not thinking about him now! Was I going crazy? Was this the effect of overworking myself? Yep, that must be the answer. I got up from my comfy bed and looked at the digital clock on my nightstand. It showed the time in big green numbers: 6:45am. Dragging my numb body to the bathroom, I stopped in front of the mirror and checked the damage. My brown hair was chaos, a huge mess. It definitely needed to be taken care of. Not just my hair - my face looked pale, and I had dark circles under my gray eyes, probably the effect of lack of sleep. And my eyes, God my eyes were lifeless. I could play a zombie role in some stupid sitcom. Is this me? I wondered. Unfortunately, yes. Sighing, I started my morning routine. After a refreshing, warm shower, I wrapped a white towel around my small frame and went straight to the walk-in closet to find a proper outfit for work. After looking for a few minutes, I finally decided to wear a knee-length red sleeveless dress that hugged my upper body tightly then flared out over my hips in a flowing skirt. I chose a matching set of underwear and black stilettos to go with it. After blow drying my hair, I put on enough makeup to at least look presentable. Then I left my bedroom and went to the kitchen in search of the love of my life: coffee. The kitchen opened up to the dining room, only separated by an island with a dark wooden countertop. My kitchen was painted dark gray, which perfectly fit the white cabinets and stainless-steel equipment. I loved the industrial style, that's why my whole house was arranged this way. Thank you, 'Magnolia Design' and Debbie Mitchell, for your work. I loved my home. It gave me a sense of security and peace. After switching on the coffee machine, I started to make breakfast. Today's special was a veggie omelet. Picking up the ingredients from the fridge and beginning to cook, my thoughts went back to my dream. Why now? Was it a warning or something? How to interpret it? Was it a good or bad sign? I was rejected, humiliated, and left heartbroken - all because I was human. My wish to be loved was the most stupid thing I could have ever longed for. It wasn’t that I still cared about him or missed him or even loved him. It was just one night - a one-night stand. It was just a little irrelevant episode in my life. Not worth mentioning to anyone. After finishing my breakfast and coffee, I went to my car and drove to work. After driving for 30 minutes in my lovely golden BMW, I reached the underground parking lot and parked my car in my designated place. I went inside the elevator to William's Holding building. I pressed my floor number and waited. At the main lobby, the elevator doors opened, and more people came in, greeting me with a smile, which I returned. Feeling a little tired, I took a few steps back and closed my eyes, placing my head on the elevator's wall to rest. "Hello Ms. Anderson, how was your weekend?" a familiar voice made me snap out of my rest. Damian Kelly, our new IT project manager, who started two weeks ago. Good asset to our department. "Hello, Mr. Kelly, it was full of relaxation, good food, lots of fun, and a great amount of sleep!" I answered with a trained fake smile. My weekend was the opposite of my made-up claim, but he didn’t need to know that. "Looks like you had fun, Ms. Anderson. Perhaps you will share some good stories at our monthly meeting this afternoon?" Is he trying to piss me off? Cause he might succeed. "Well, Mr. Kelly, my private life stays private. I hope you will present some magnificent project ideas at that meeting." I answered coldly to shut him up. Remember who's the boss here. He responded with a nod and turned back, waiting for his floor. Reaching the top floor, I went straight to the CEO's office, and after walking in without a knock, I was met with the most horrible sight. My boss, the famous Ryan Williams , was sucking face with his new flavor of the week. I think her name is Darcy or Daisy, whatever. Gross. I cleared my throat to announce my presence. They immediately stopped and looked my way. Embarrassed, she jumped off his lap and rearranged her black, way-too-short-for-the-morning dress and stood next to Ryan's desk. I had gotten used to that kind of situation over the past seven years of working with Ryan. He excused her and whispered something in her ear, making her blush. Giggling, she gave him a peck on the lips and headed to the door. I walked her out with my eyes. After seeing the door close, I turned back and looked at him. "Well, well, well, I see you had a great weekend." I teased. "You should try it sometime. It's refreshing and relieves stress. I'm all at your service." He said, wiggling his eyebrows. I laughed; full belly laughed so hard I had to put my hands on my stomach. A few tears left my eyes. Moments later, I could finally open my eyes and look at Ryan. "Every time it’s the same reaction. Will you ever consider my proposal?" he asked, annoyed with my response. "You know I love you Ryan, but this," I pointed my finger between us, "will never happen." "I'm persistent." "And I'm stubborn." Sighing, he sat in his chair and put his hands on the black wooden desk. "What brings you here at 8:00am? It's not something I forgot, is it?" He asked, a little nervous. "No, you are off the hook this time." I smiled. "Uff, then what is it?" he visibly relaxed. "Peter." was my simple response. Peter Collins, my best friend, joined our company six years ago, and we immediately felt a connection, like we were twins. Although we looked very different. While I was short at 5'4, he stood tall at 6'2. Peter had auburn hair, while mine was dark brown. He had beautiful amber eyes, mine were gray. I was human while he was a werewolf, but we kept that a secret. Besides looking physically opposite, we had similar characters: stubborn, crazy, hardworking, and loyal to family and friends. Lately, he had started to act strangely. Skipping our Friday movie marathons at my house. Finding any reasonable excuse to not go to Barry's for Monday's beer evenings. He even stopped crashing at my place after his Saturday family dinner to complain about them. It must be something serious. This can't be something as simple as a hidden partner he was dating in secret to not scare him away with his lifestyle or family problems . He would have come to me first to find a solution to something like that. I was concerned about him, and I needed to find out what was going on. "What about Peter? He's dead?" Ryan widened his eyes. I sighed, shook my head, and put my hands on his desk. "No. He's not dead." I answered. "His behavior seems odd these last two weeks, and I don't know what's going on." I cleared my throat to ask a frightening question..."Did he..." I gulped, "Did he resign?" I looked him straight in the eyes, hoping his answer wouldn’t break me more than I already was, but his soft and sorrowful eyes said it all. "He did," I stated, defeated. I hung my head even lower, trying to fight the tears that appeared in my eyes. I bit my bottom lip hard to not let them flow. Moments later, I stood up straight and released the breath I didn't know I was holding. I turned to leave his office. "Listen, Mandy, he asked me not to tell you until he's ready. " Ryan's voice stopped me when I was reaching for the doorknob. "Thank you for telling me. Your secret is safe with me. " I answered, not looking back. "I'm sorry, Mandy!" was the last thing I heard as the door closed behind me. ... Finally, the day was over, and after my morning conversation with Ryan, my mind couldn't focus on anything other than Peter. He was leaving me. HE WAS LEAVING ME. Why? What happened? I needed answers, but I couldn’t pry. I had promised Ryan secrecy. All the meetings today flew by in a blur. I just asked my assistant to email me the notes. I would deal with them in the evening when my mind was clear. I hoped. Even Daniel didn't make any comments about my behavior. Good boy. Descending in the elevator to my car, my phone rang. Reaching into my purse, I grabbed it, and when I saw the name on the screen, my heart started to beat at 100 mph. Should I answer or not?! Taking a few deep breaths and preparing for 'the end', I clicked the answer button. "Hello handsome, glad you remember your bestie," I said with a smile, hearing him chuckle on the other end. "Well, hello to you too, gorgeous," he replied, with a happy voice. "I'm in the elevator now. Can I call you back when I get home?" I tried to postpone my heartbreak for a little while. "That's alright. I'm actually at your place right now. I ordered pizza and brought beers. What do you say?" It wouldn't have surprised me before, but now, after not knowing what is going on, I was confused. What was the occasion? "Fine with me, baby. Be there in 40 minutes, I need to pick up my order from Pam's Bakery, ok?" I replied. "Oh, please tell me you ordered strawberry muffins?" he asked dreamily. "You know I love them. Damn girl, I'm already drooling!" he yelled. "Yep, I did," I said with a smirk. "Ok, gotta go if you want those muffins." I ended the call and exhaled. "Oh God, please don't do this to me." I prayed while buckling my seat belt and starting the engine to head back home. "You can do this. You are strong." I told myself, leaving the parking lot. ... "We need to talk." I gulped. This is it. Prepare for the impact. When I came home, Peter was already sitting on my black leather couch, munching on pizza, and drinking his fourth beer. 'Great, thanks for waiting.' I thought to myself. He greeted me as usual with a bear hug and a long kiss on my cheek, giving me his million-dollar smile. I took notice of his demeanor. He looked confident, happy, even a little bit proud but what was most noticeable was his glow. What the fuck happened? "I know baby girl, that I've been avoiding you for some time lately," he said, putting his arms on my shoulders. "But I have my reasons," he continued, "You know you are my baby girl, my best friend, and my person to rely on." He looked me in the eyes, and I couldn't help but gulp again. He was breaking up with me. He was leaving me. "Shit!" He cursed, taking his hands from my shoulders to run them nervously through his hair and turning his back to me. I stood still; frozen and afraid. A sudden sense of déjà vu hit me. The whole scene felt familiar. Where had I felt this before? Suddenly, the memory of my dream appeared in front of my eyes. Rejection. That’s what the familiar sensation was. All the blood drained from my face, my heart dropped to my stomach, and my legs started to shake. This was it, the end. Another one was leaving me. I lost my mate. Now I was losing my best friend. I cleared my dry throat, put my hand on the back of his shoulder, and whispered, "Tell me what is wrong?" He let out a huge gush of air and turned around. Putting his hands in his pants pockets, he opened his mouth. "I found my mate." Chapter 2 Mandy's POV I couldn't believe it was really happening. Peter was leaving me. Oh My God! What was I supposed to do now, all alone, heartbroken again? Was this some sick joke or something? My brain kept shouting all the negative thoughts at me. My heartbeat increased. Was I going to have a heart attack? This was it. I was going to die now. He said it. He said it… Wait!!!! Did he say mate? I didn't imagine it, right? Or was I starting to go mental? "Did you say MATE?!" I finally found my voice, still frozen in place. "Yes." I blinked a few times and started to pace around the living room, biting my thumb nail. My mind started to shut down, and the only word that I repeated constantly was 'mate.' "Mandyyyy?..." Peter's concerned voice pulled me out of my thoughts. "Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh, my fucking Gooooood!" I shouted in realization. Clapping my hands, smiling like an idiot, and jumping in place, I turned to face Peter. His face showed a lot of emotions, my outburst must have shocked him, but the most prominent emotion was worry. He probably thought I was mental, but I couldn't control my emotions. I was happy for my friend. Giggling like a teenage girl, I jumped on the coffee table and let my feelings out. "My Peter found his maaaaaaate!!!! Ladies and Gentlemen, my Peteeeer," I pointed at him dramatically, "fooooound his MAAAAAATE!" "Get your butt down here, baby girl." he ordered, shaking his head, "NOW!" he added. Putting his hands on his hips, he furrowed his eyebrows and pouted his lips, waiting for me to cool down. Coming back to my senses, I jumped off the table and took predatory steps his way. "You!" I pointed my finger at his chest, and let my words flow. "You made me feel like I was losing my mind! You were avoiding me, making lame excuses, making me feel abandoned. And to top it all, you resigned from work without even telling me!" I punched his arm. "And you feel authorized to scold me?!" Pointing at myself, I shouted, releasing tears. "I... I..." I couldn't find my voice. I threw myself at him and broke down. He held me close and let me cry my heart out, murmuring sweet nothings into my ear. When I finally calmed down, I took a few deep breaths, composed myself, and moved away from his embrace. "So." I cleared my throat. "Let's start again. You were saying...?" He chuckled and shook his head in amusement. "I said...I found my mate." This time, I reacted properly. "Oh my God, Peter, I am so happy for you! Tell me everything. Do I know him? Is he a werewolf? When did you meet?..." I shot my questions at him one after another. He laughed and led me to the couch. Sitting beside me, he reached the table and offered me a beer. I took it vigorously and gulped almost half of it to calm my nerves. "Easy girl," he said, taking the bottle from my hand. "His name is Benjamin, Ben for short. And no, I don't think you know him. He's not from here." he answered dreamily. "He's a werewolf, he came here for business purposes, and we met in the club." he paused. "We bumped into each other when I passed the VIP room in 'Stairs'. It was..." he sighed. "I can't even describe it, magical, I guess. I was speechless, just stood there starstruck admiring his gorgeousness..." "Wow." I blurted out uncontrollably, staring in awe at my best friend. "He invited me for a drink, and since then, it just went naturally." How on earth didn't I recognize the symptoms? For two weeks, he wasn't himself. He wasn't my Peter, the carefree and spontaneous freak. He was reserved, like guarding some precious treasure against the ugly world. Now I know. He found his treasure. I can't blame him, can I? "Can I meet him?" "That's why I'm here. I wanted to ask can I bring Ben here tomorrow for dinner?" His eyes pleaded for me to say yes. I smiled and nodded my head, "Yes, of course." We spent the evening talking about Ben, well I was just listening, mesmerized by his story. His strange behavior had everything to do with Ben. He is a Beta from a pack in South Carolina and came here to finalize their new project. He told me about the dates they've been on and how complete and safe he makes him feel. He is undeniably in love. I am happy for him. At least he has his happy ending. After talking, laughing, and planning tomorrow's dinner, we called it quits and ended the night. Peter stayed and occupied 'his' bedroom at my place. Lying in bed, I was exhausted but content, not thinking that, in the end, he will leave me. South Carolina is on the other end of the country. Sighing, I closed my eyes and fell asleep. … "Wake up, sleepyhead!" Something heavy hit me. Trying to steal a few more minutes, I didn't move. "Come on baby girl. It's time for coffee." "Go away, I don't know you," I reached for the sheets in an attempt to hide, but he predicted my moves, tossed them away and grabbed my ankle. "If you don't want me to treat you the same way, you better move your ass and march to the bathroom. Coffee and breakfast are waiting," he ordered. Defeated, I did as I was told. After finding my outfit and putting on my makeup, I went to the kitchen when the smell of coffee and bacon hit me. My stomach growled in anticipation. Eating and talking about today's tasks at work, I couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you tell me you resigned? You went straight to Ryan. Why?" Putting our empty dishes into the sink, he sighed. "I'm sorry I did it behind your back, but I wasn't ready to tell you. Mr. Williams never asks for reasons, and I knew he would accept it without demanding answers," he explained. "Besides, it was inevitable, knowing Ben lives in a pack and I don't," he added, taking my empty plate. "You're right. I would interrogate you in a flash," I said, smiling at him. I put my coffee mug in the sink, then turned around and hugged him. "I'm so happy for you, really happy." He patted my head and kissed my temple. A few moments later, we broke our hug and headed to work. The day went quite fast, a few members of Peter's team complained about his decision, saying he was the best and they won't work with anybody else. Some congratulated his bravery and wished him good luck. I was still a little sad about his leaving, but I knew I could deal with it in time. Coming back home early to prepare dinner, I quickly took a shower and changed my clothes to yoga pants and a loose t-shirt. Putting my wet hair in a messy bun, I started to cook. Forty minutes later, everything was almost ready. I put the salad at the table with sweet potatoes and white wine. The chicken will be ready in 5 minutes. I quickly went to the bedroom and changed into a simple summer light blue dress and sandals. Nothing fancy, but classy. Just when I was taking the chicken from the oven, the doorbell rang. This was it, the moment I was waiting for. Opening the door, I was met with a grinning Peter wearing dark blue jeans and a cream-colored sweater, and when I turned my head right, I was met with a huge wall of muscles in tight black jeans and a black button-down shirt smiling friendly at me. He had dark blonde hair pulled into a manly bun and brown eyes. I wasn't shocked or intimidated. I have seen such a big man before. He looked similar to my brother or his Beta minus the tattoos. Through his collar, I had a little peek of ink on his neck. Big Bad Beta, I thought. Smiling back, I gestured for them to come inside and closed the door. "Come in, make yourself comfortable, perfect time for dinner." I led them to the dining table. "Mandy, I would like to introduce to you my mate, Benjamin Owens," he said, facing me. "Ben, this is Amanda Anderson, my best friend," he added. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ben. Can I call you Ben?" I said, extending my hand for a handshake. "Yes, you can, and the pleasure's all mine," he replied in a low voice, taking my hand in his, and to my surprise, he kissed the back of my hand and sent me a wink, making me giggle. "Such a flirt you have here, Peter." I addressed him and looked back at smiling Ben. "Congratulations on finding your mate. You couldn't get better than Peter," I said, with a smile. "Thank you, and you're right," he answered, sending a playful wink to Peter, making him blush. I chuckled at that. When we sat down at the table, Peter immediately started to put food on Ben's plate, complimenting my cooking skills. We ate in a comfortable atmosphere and made small talk about their story. Ben also told me a little bit about his pack, friends, and family. Sudden and strange pain hit my heart hearing that his best friend, an Alpha, is a widower. It broke my heart knowing she died giving birth to their only son. At least he is not alone like some people. After dinner, the guys sat on the couch, bringing their wine glasses with them. I quickly cleaned the table and put the plates in the dishwasher. Grabbing two more bottles of wine, I joined them. … "...And then he said you will probably kill him for not telling you earlier about me and that I have to protect him from your wrath." Ben continued talking about Peter's concerns, laughing at the same time. Peter was sending Ben daggers with his eyes, making me laugh. We had recently finished our fourth bottle of wine. While it made me a little flushed, they stayed unaffected, damn those werewolf genes. "Must admit he looked so cute at the time," he said, putting his right arm at Peter's shoulders and pulling him closer to his body, kissing his forehead. That gesture made me awe them. "Well, I must admit that at some point I was hurt he didn't tell me, but I wasn't angry - a little disappointed, yes, angry, no." I answered honestly and took another sip of wine. Peter released a relieved breath and smiled satisfied, then apologized sincerely. We talked until midnight, laughing, and getting to know each other. Ben was a really good guy, they fit together. Peter is lucky. After we said our goodbyes and made plans for another day, I took a quick shower, put on my purple shorts and white top, and went to bed. Before the darkness consumed me, I thought about the Alpha and his son, and the same pain hit my heart again. Putting a hand on my chest, I closed my eyes and dozed off. ... The next few days were filled with many activities such as trips to bars, watching movies, or having fun playing paintball, they even let me win once. They persuaded me to sing one night at the karaoke bar, which was embarrassing. Although they tried to convince me I was great. Yeah, I know better, no more singing. That night we ended up in a fight. Some guy decided to hit on Peter, which made Ben go full Beta on him, and we had to apologize and pay his medical bills. Thankfully he didn't press charges against us. After that, we simply hung around my place or ate at restaurants avoiding pubs. Although we had fun and spent a pleasant time together. I knew my time with Peter was coming to an end. In three days, Ben had to go back to his pack and be in charge during his Alpha’s absence due to an alpha training he'll take part in. I wanted to fill my days with Peter's presence as much as I could, knowing that our time is limited. We were shopping at the mall. Our 'Drama Queen' needed to purchase new clothes for his new place to make a good impression. That's my Peter. Worse than any girl. "Can you please hurry up, I'm hungry?" Ben whined after another hour of shopping. "You can't rush perfection besides don't you want me to look good? " Peter answered, looking at the full-length mirror in the changing room checking his next outfit. Sighing, Ben plopped onto the couch I was already sitting on and put his head on my shoulder. "Goddess, where does he want to fit it all at my place, I'll need to expand my closet," he said, gesturing for at least ten bags of clothes Peter already bought. "I love him, but I'll go bankrupt in less than a year if he doesn't stop." he sighed, letting his head fall back onto the couch's backrest and closed his eyes. "This is my fault," I said, apologetically while rubbing his shoulder in comfort. "I had him for six years, he is my best friend, and I treated him like family. Most of the time, it was just us, so I might have spoiled him a little." I made my best puppy dog eyes hoping for forgiveness. He only turned his head left, opened one eye, and looked at me accusingly. "A little?" "Is 300 dollars for a pair of sneakers a little?" he narrowed his eyes, "What more did you do to him? I need to prepare myself," he added. "Well...." I began, just as his phone started to ring. "Oh Goddess, please don't say it, I don't want to know." Standing up from the couch, he took out his phone from a pocket and excused himself to take the call. "Call me when he's done," he said over his shoulder, heading to the exit. "Ok, I'm done, I have everything I need. Where's Ben?" Peter appeared in front of me with at least ten different clothes in his hands, his eyes searching for his mate. "Great, so let's pay," I said, taking out my wallet while walking to the counter. "Ben had a phone call, so he went outside to answer it." The shop assistant smiled at us when we argued about me not paying, but I won. Peter took his bags, and we left the shop in an attempt to find Ben. We spotted him in Domino's sitting at a table, probably waiting for the food he ordered, still with a phone attached to his ear. He looked funny. Dressed in all black. Showing his muscular body covered in tattoos and a cold face emitting his domineering aura. He was surrounded by giggling teenage girls trying to be noticed and boys feeling intimidated by his cold demeanor. If you didn't know better, you might think he's some mafia leader. We made our appearance just in time to hear him ending the call. "Yes Boss, I'll be there as soon as possible." "Problems, babe?" Peter asked, concerned when he sat next to Ben and gave him a peck on his lips. Ben growled in pleasure and put a hand at Peter's neck while he was retreating and brought him back, just to smash his lips with Peter's. That made Peter let out a little moan, and the giggling girls whined in dissatisfaction. The boys instead whispered a little 'yes' and made a winning gesture with their hands. Not waiting for live porn in public, I cleared my throat. "Em, guys, you have an audience, and as I'm happy to see you in love, I'm sure this strange couple in the left corner is about to call the manager, so I suggest you wait until you get home," I advised taking the empty chair across Ben and sat down. "I don't mind, he's mine, and I can kiss him whenever and wherever I want," Peter announced a little loud for the whole restaurant to hear and smiled at Ben. Ben only smirked at him mischievously and responded. "Wherever, you say? I have plans for later, so I hope you don't mind being caught." he winked at him, and Peter gulped. "So, what's the problem Ben, we heard you before you ended the call," I asked worriedly. "Well, first. I hope you don't mind me ordering for all of us. Pepperoni pizza and extra cheese and mushrooms for you, Mandy," he said while putting his arm around Peter's shoulders. We both nodded, waiting for him to continue. "My Al...." he looked around checking if there was anyone listening. "My boss wants me to come back sooner. There are some issues with our rivals (probably describing rogues), and I need to take care of the matter. Because he already left for his trip," he said apologetically, looking at me, because he knew that my time with Peter was precious. "When?" Peter asked the dreaded question I couldn't form because of the dryness in my throat. We both looked, expecting Ben to answer. "Tomorrow" was his simple answer. Tomorrow. I have only this night with my best friend, and then he'll be gone. I know that South Carolina is not the end of the world. But not having him here with me will be different, difficult. I'll need some time to adjust to my new life without him. Can I manage? If someone asked me if I can manage to take another department and lead an extra 500 new people, I would say yes in an instant - piece of cake. This is something I can do on a daily basis, but we're talking about private life. Letting someone important to you leave you to live on the other side of the country, that's different. But I think I'll have to figure out a way to survive that. I still have Ryan, although he rarely has time for me, preferring to relieve stress in his favorite way. Man whore. So, it leaves me with my brother and his mate. Shit! Still not a good idea, he's not around either, living far away in South Dakota. "Mandy? "Peter's concerned voice brought me back from my daze. "Sorry I zoned out a little." I giggled. "You were saying?" "I asked, do you want to help me pack my things tonight? The flight is at 9.00 am, and I need help with all the new stuff I bought. Are you ok?" He took my hand and gave a reassuring squeeze. I smiled at him in response just as our order was delivered. My appetite was long gone after the bomb Ben threw at me, but I couldn't show how devastated I felt so I said a quick, “I'm ok.", took a slice of my pizza, and started to eat. There was an uncomfortable silence for a few minutes before Ben excused himself and went to the restroom. "I'm sorry Mandy. It was not my intention to make you feel sad," Peter said looking straight into my eyes, pleading for forgiveness. I stopped eating. "I'm not sad honey, he's your mate, and understandably you want to be together, either here or at his place. It's just..." I took a deep breath and continued." I never thought it would be so far away, I'll miss you." Tears fell from my eyes when I said the last words, causing Peter to grab me and put me on his lap to hug me tightly. I put my head on his chest and let myself cry harder. It must be some show to people around us seeing me falling apart in a guy's lap after his boyfriend left. "I'll miss you too, baby girl, but we always have phone calls or FaceTime, or you can come to visit me on weekends, thank Goddess, you are rich, so you can afford the tickets." he joked, kissing my head repeatedly, making me laugh. "At least I won't spend it on your new unnecessary shoes." I giggled, looking at his face, God he's gorgeous. I want a Peter for me too. He's perfect. He pushed me away from him a little and held my arms, raised one eyebrow and gave me the 'are you fucking serious' face. "Unnecessary shoes?" he asked accusingly. I just sniffed and nodded. "You are all wrong, woman. Without those 'unnecessary shoes', I wouldn't have found my mate, because I was bending over to lace my 'unnecessary shoes' just in front of the VIP room at that club. If I didn't, I would have just passed by and never met him. So I should thank you for buying them for me. It's all thanks to you that I'm complete now." he assured me, and with a final sniff, I put my hands around his neck and hugged him tightly. His hands went around my waist, and he put his head in my hair, giving me another kiss. "Please, just don't forget me." I pleaded into his neck. "Never." was his simple reply, and he tightened his grip around my waist. After a few moments of us hugging each other, I took my previous seat and continued eating. Ben came back shortly after our moment, and the talk went smoothly again. Later in the parking lot, I was searching for my keys, when a voice from behind made me turn. "You didn't answer my question!" Peter shouted from about six parking places away. "What question?" I shouted back. "Will you help me pack this evening?" his voice was pleading. Smiling at him, I answered. "I'd be honored, see you later!" I waved and climbed into the car, starting the ignition. Checking my view, I stepped on the gas and drove my way home. .... "Deacon?" I sniffed after hearing the other side pick up the call. "Are you alright, Mandy girl? Are you hurt? Why are you crying?" my brother's concerned voice invaded my ear. I sniffed a few more times before I could make a coherent sentence. "He's leaving me, D. He's leaving me all alone here." my voice broke down at the end and I let my tears flow freely. I promised myself to be strong, to take it like a champ, but I couldn't. When I entered 'his' bedroom at my house, all the memories came, and I collapsed on the white, fluffy carpet and cried my heart out. Maybe if I cry now, I won't later. Bullshit. I'll cry myself to sleep at least for a month before Ryan will intervene and give me his famous speech about life being hard. "He's leaving D. He found his mate, and now he's going to live with him and will forget about me like everyone does." I said, climbing into his bed and smelling the pillow that still has his scent of citrus and something earthy. "Who's leaving?" Deacon asked, concerned. "Peter." "Oh, Mandy, I'm so sorry to hear that, but it's a good thing. He's a werewolf, and finding a mate is the most exciting thing for us. You know that." He tried to reason with me. "I know, but still, it hurts," I whined. "Mandy, you should support him, not make it harder for him, you knew this would come eventually. When he finds out you cried about it, he will feel guilty for finding his mate and might do something stupid." Deacon lectured me, "and you don't want that, right? You don't want him to reject his chance to be happy just because he's moving a little away from you." he deadpanned. He was right. I can't take this opportunity from him just because I feel insecure. Remembering my happy time with my mate, I forgot who I was talking with and spilled the beans unintentionally. "If finding a mate is so important to werewolves, why did mine reject me?!" I shouted to the phone without thinking. There was dead silence at the other end, and when I registered what I had just said, I clapped my hand over my mouth with a hard slap, but it was too late. "What did you say?!" my brother growled into the phone so loud I had to pull away the phone to not make me go deaf. He was seething with anger. Oh, my stupid ass, why did you say that? "Nothing, I didn't say anything. I'm just an emotional mess right now, and I say whatever my tongue wants." I said, jokingly, hoping he would buy it. But of course, he didn't, he's my brother after all, not by blood but still. "Mandy, did you just say you found your mate?" he asked coldly. Sighing, I answered, defeated. "Yes." I think it's about time to share my little secret with him. It's been so long, keeping it to myself, that saying it out loud made me feel a little relieved. "When?" "Five years ago," I answered and immediately put him on speaker, placing the phone on the bed. I knew he would shout and probably cause some damage. I wasn't disappointed. I heard a ferocious growl and a sound of wood breaking. Probably his office desk, God why me? After a few moments of hearing cracking noises and heavy breathing, he finally asked, "Who?" His voice was so deep I instantly knew his wolf emerged. And that's not a good thing. Almost, immediately I heard Linda's concerned voice asking what happened. After a second, I heard her voice through the speaker, confused. "Mandy, is that you? What happened?" her voice was between plea and demand. Deacon was still breathing hard. "I told him my secret," I whispered. "What secret? What are you talking about, Mandy?" she asked, intrigued and a little confused. I took a deep breath and explained. "I found my mate five years ago but got rejected." I sighed at the end, waiting for the drama to start. As expected, the questions were thrown at me. "What?!" "Who?" "I'll kill him." "Calm down Deacon, she won't say anything unless you calm down," Linda said soothingly. "Why didn't you say anything, Mandy? Goddess - five years! If I knew, I would have..." Deacon asked, finally sounding calm. Probably Linda had something to do with that. "I know, you would have killed him. That is why I didn't say anything." I explained. "But why? We're family. Does Peter know?" Linda asked. "No, he doesn't. You're the first. And I guess I was embarrassed. I know everything about mates, from how to recognize them to how they complete each other and all that stuff," I stated, "but I didn't do my job properly, he was disappointed in me being human, that's why he rejected me, even after...." I stopped. "Even after what?" Deacon's angry voice hit my ear. "After we mated," I whispered. The growls and breaking sounds started again. Deacon was furious. Well, what did you expect from an Alpha? "Mandy, can we call you back in a while, please?" Linda asked pleadingly to say yes. "Yes, of course, I'm sorry Linda. I didn't mean to cause trouble." I apologized, grabbing my phone to end the call. "Don't, we're family. We're here to help. Now let me calm down this Alpha male, and then we'll talk, ok?" she suggested. "Ok, bye." I ended the call and collapsed on the bed exhausted and fell asleep instantly. … I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing somewhere in the bedsheets, searching with my hand and closed eyes. I finally found the culprit and answered the call. "Mandy, I'm sorry for my outburst, but I was shocked." my brother's apologetic voice filled my ear. "That's understandable, D. It's not every day you find about your little sister's rejection. I'm sorry I didn't say anything sooner," I said with my eyes still closed. "Still, I'm sorry, but I'm your older brother, it's my duty to protect you, so why?" he asked. "As I said, I was embarrassed. As a mate, I was supposed to be everything he needs, and seeing you and Linda or Nick and Anna despite all the differences, you're still together. I thought it was me. That I'm not worthy to have a mate, that's why I was silent. I know you love me D, but you can't fight all my demons. I need to do it myself, starting with my ex-mate" I explained. Hoping, he'll understand. "Who?" I knew he would ask that. "D, I love you, but this I won't tell. I don't want you to do something reckless. I'm fine now. Please understand." I reasoned with him. "Ok, but promise one day you'll tell me?" "I promise," I vowed, looking out the window. It's almost sunset. In an hour, I should be helping Peter packing. "I have an idea. Maybe it's stupid but hear me out sis." I focused on his words. "Why don't you take a vacation. It's almost summer, and what's better than changing the environment to let yourself heal. Come home or go to Europe, just let yourself relax, what do you think?" he asked hopefully. Thinking about his proposal, I didn't see anything wrong with that. It's a good idea. "You might be right. I'll think about it." I answered in excitement. "Thank you, D. You're the best big bro a girl could have. It's a great idea. I'll call you later, I need to head to Peter's now." I said, and we said our goodbyes. Taking a quick shower, I thought about our conversation. It was a good opportunity to deal with my emotions, and slowly adjust to my new situation. Without Peter close.	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2,105,747	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-10-06 20:09	active	1586	Walk Hands-Free, Stay in Control! 🦮	Tired of juggling your phone, coffee, and dog leash? 🐶 Our hands-free dog leash lets you walk or run effortlessly while keeping full control of your dog. With shock-absorbing bungee to handle pulls, padded control handles, and a built-in pouch for all your essentials, it’s the ultimate leash for stress-free walks. Get yours now and make every walk smoother and safer!	SHOP_NOW	https://shoptrivana.com/products/hands-free-dog-le	Kelly Stefanovic	https://www.facebook.com/61566300837918/	21	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop now	shoptrivana.com	VIDEO	Improves dog walking behavior ✅	https://shoptrivana.com/products/hands-free-dog-leash	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462188331_959101816025274_6395564346218149146_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=EETULOvyTpUQ7kNvgF3XYPQ&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AzarWaDycn2slQHliu4RkiZ&oh=00_AYAdqZZ8ebuKA2_Uzv0GZKaxKu6Qe7A5bCChvNIO_pwviA&oe=67090CE5	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Kelly Stefanovic	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,106,207	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-10-06 20:10	active	1586	1970 Chevrolet nova	1970 Chevrolet nova - $59,500.00 Last price drop before winter. This price is with torque thrust wheels and hilborn blower scoop. Or $65,000 as she sits I will entertain a trade plus cash. My trade value is around $85k. Muscle cars, side by sides, daily driver. Let me know what you have Unfortunately it’s time to the beast. This car is as good as it gets and as close to a perfect as there is for a street car. Original panel car. Less than 100 miles on this car since finished. 468 blown BBC, fully built TH400, Fab 9” rear, Calvert racing suspension, beautiful stock interior, powdercoated frame, painted undercarriage, and absolutely stunning body and paint. I have dozens of photos of the build. Too much to list. Over 85k into this car and that’s not including some labor. You won’t find one like it. Please save your lowball offers. I am not desperate . This is a car that wins every show it’s been entered in. If serious then please message me. You have to see this car to believe it. Pictures don’t do it justice. Facebook Marketplace	CONTACT_US	https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/104304979751	Kelly John	https://www.facebook.com/Kelly-John-101378808807639/	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Contact us		IMAGE		https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/1043049797514461/	1969-12-31 18:00		REGULAR_PAGE	1	Kelly John	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,106,186	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2106184}'	Yes	2024-10-06 20:10	active	1586	💕Echoes of a Tender Heart	💕After Sandra Glock graduated from high school, her grandfather reached out to her mother, Kelly Youth, who had remarried. Kelly then brought Sandra to live with the Ruths in Kagos. Over time, Sandra grew increasingly heartbroken by her mother's repeated disappointments. However, James Lande, a senior who fell in love with Sandra at first sight, always stood by her side. He protected, cherished, and unconditionally trusted her. In the end, his unwavering care helped Sandra find true love	LEARN_MORE	https://website.snap-shorts.com/share/middle/y4nkx	Minishorts-A	https://www.facebook.com/61561719785976/	3,280	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	website.snap-shorts.com	VIDEO		https://website.snap-shorts.com/share/middle/y4nkxteaqxvtizbi4x11bqsm?campaign_id={{campaign.id}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462165093_892480852334875_4051924061323504987_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=l7efD189ga4Q7kNvgGPmXSb&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A1WzNH0k5CP9qmv1XrtFVeK&oh=00_AYABg4gl0Iv5BEkdKM3-SXTBJYnslTrXABIM1bzzldAynw&oe=67090BB4	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Minishorts-A	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,106,375	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2106374}'	Yes	2024-10-06 20:11	active	1586	🔥FREE on Kindle Unlimited 💋	Being a bartender, I’m used to propositions. But when a billionaire offers to pay me to be his fake fiancée, I agree. He didn’t mention sharing a bed with him was part of the deal. It seems harmless. A two-week trip, pacify his parents and help him avoid his crazy ex at a family wedding. Easy money. Instead, he's a temptation I can't resist, with his billionaire charm, sexy blue eyes, and chiseled body that leaves me craving more. In the heat of passion, it’s easy to forget this relationship is fake. The more time we spend together, the deeper I fall for him. It’s the warmth of his touch and the sincerity in his eyes that capture my heart. When he discovers my past, I finally stop hiding from the secrets it conceals. As our feelings deepen, I'm torn between hope and fear. Is the love we’re making real, or will it shatter my heart? Continue Reading - FREE with Kindle Unlimited: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DF5VQW9S	LEARN_MORE	https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DF5VQW9S	Kelly Thomas	https://www.facebook.com/100092267142796/	71	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DF5VQW9S	IMAGE	🔥FREE on Kindle Unlimited 💋	https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DF5VQW9S	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461954957_1238076060671504_3171194039997743072_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=F5KfaGZ9SV4Q7kNvgEyKYdc&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AzwnFDDHTOPI_z0aWNNkkKX&oh=00_AYDFCIUhsnbBrbk7VnqVR4PbiltrU1NldZiu4faoqzzxiw&oe=6709080C	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Kelly Thomas	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,106,730	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2106721}'	Yes	2024-10-06 20:12	active	1586			SIGN_UP	https://kelly-lyons.mykajabi.com/fbworkshop	Kelly L Wellness	https://www.facebook.com/Kellylwellness/	3,805	1969-12-31 18:00	Sign Up	kelly-lyons.mykajabi.com	CAROUSEL		https://kelly-lyons.mykajabi.com/fbworkshop	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461758078_909444554393850_56737947904198760_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=GEmrdNuMfE8Q7kNvgFcTLXi&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ApXy9EPcwaGQEfohjoe32tP&oh=00_AYCUNTd_i2zRi8gMPScEWQ1qCvnhEw9z248uLMKF8cutAQ&oe=6709079B	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Kelly L Wellness	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,106,810	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2106519}'	Yes	2024-10-06 20:12	active	1586		Can you have healthy bones while following a diet of more, mostly, or entirely plants? Is lower bone density an inescapable price even young people must pay for choosing plant foods? The Healthy Bones Plant-Based Nutrition Plan and Cookbook is a unique nutritional guide and cookbook—with over 100 delicious recipes—that can help both women and men of any age maintain optimal bone density and prevent osteoporosis. Read More ---> https://bit.ly/4d5gEan	LEARN_MORE		Chelsea Green Publishing	https://www.facebook.com/chelseagreenpub/	49,980	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more		MULTI_IMAGES			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462136552_477890735228822_7697134501189054663_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ZozQXUEMy8UQ7kNvgFv3C2x&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A9-vBEJYxH1WNn7K6Yk4z_Y&oh=00_AYD1ZRd5YSdkOl5ks5c6-8soIej081Odu24u8NLz6rmLPw&oe=67090402	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Chelsea Green Publishing	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,105,666	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2105665}'	Yes	2024-10-06 20:09	active	1586			LEARN_MORE	https://sellingthe817.com/ibuyer-guide	Jeff Kelly-Realtor, The Wethington Agency	https://www.facebook.com/JeffKellyRealtor/	504	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	sellingthe817.com/ibuyer-guide	CAROUSEL		https://sellingthe817.com/ibuyer-guide	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/433120852_1457445795194886_694229391326887455_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=rRm6Ue-2PecQ7kNvgGGK_qw&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AtmQ5IDtp22hGYGBXNKPo8S&oh=00_AYDIKGxbogwLjoffzZ6W0dfuDM15EvtxWvAPAvr0ctwcLw&oe=670905D5	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Jeff Kelly-Realtor, The Wethington Agency	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,106,043	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2105940}'	Yes	2024-10-06 20:10	active	1586	This Accident Hack is Paying Out BIG! Call now👉	Turn Your Minor Accident Into Cash – Claim Up to $100,000 Right Now!😱 Were you in a car accident that wasn't your fault? • In the last 2 years You could be owed up to $500,000! 😱 No lawyer? No worries! Tap below to see how much YOU can get PAID.	CONTACT_US	https://simplytrk.com/66fd793e4552b7bc4461e76f?sub	Kelly Woods	https://www.facebook.com/61552788097888/	7	1969-12-31 18:00	Contact Us	simplytrk.com	DCO	{{product.description}}	https://simplytrk.com/66fd793e4552b7bc4461e76f?sub1=%7B%7Bad.id%7D%7D&sub2=%7B%7Badset.id%7D%7D&sub3=%7B%7Bcampaign.id%7D%7D&sub4=%7B%7Bad.name%7D%7D&sub5=%7B%7Badset.name%7D%7D&sub6=%7B%7Bcampaign.name%7D%7D&sub7=%7B%7Bplacement%7D%7D&sub8=%7B%7Bsite_source_name%7D%7D&utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=paid	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462184522_1884843368691946_4989685081714198608_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=nQFh05Yi-Z4Q7kNvgHUEUDo&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AJNteNEBOhjfS47FL07CBhB&oh=00_AYCH6_UkA08hAyEKOdBIyfqogbdCzL-mD-kZ8MLyurrKiw&oe=67091996	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Kelly Woods	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,105,762	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2105763}'	Yes	2024-10-06 20:09	active	1586	Young Marshal’s Charming Wife	Modern-day superstar Kelly Morse finds herself reincarnated in the body of a wealthy merchant's daughter from a hundred years ago. Promised in childhood to a young marshal thanks to her grandfather's heroic deeds, Kelly must navigate her new life with cunning and bravery. Trapped in a web of deceit spun by her stepmother and sister, she employs her acting skills to outsmart her adversaries. Amidst this turmoil, she entangles with her fiancé, a marshal in disguise. Together, they face numerous trials and life-threatening challenges, ultimately finding happiness in each other's arms.	LEARN_MORE	https://fbpx.16447.com/share/middle/wej1nfaycmarln	Kalos TV Du bu	https://www.facebook.com/61557941822058/	2,069	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	fbpx.16447.com	VIDEO		https://fbpx.16447.com/share/middle/wej1nfaycmarlnog12w1upir?ad_id={{ad.id}}&sid=120213186990850181&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462130086_846993330919658_6991258427917634068_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=hMCcm-uTODoQ7kNvgFIDyKr&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AL1NI_IXibc9KBI8WeZrRoc&oh=00_AYD9OopXzxjLPqvAf7D9rlyHdACEsfZuPzU5J0kqXn4TTw&oe=6709132A	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Kalos TV Du bu	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,105,800	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2106221}'	No	2024-10-06 20:09	active	1586	The Savvy Corporate Woman's Instant Narc Fix	Why do smart career women find it so difficult to stop obsessing over a narcissistic ex? 😫💔 After all, they have their careers, financial stability, and their lives with their kids are looking good… But despite all that… Relief from the pain and trauma the ex caused doesn’t happen. But why is that? The answer is actually simple… It comes down to one thing and one thing only… And it has nothing to do with how smart you are… And nothing to do with how much therapy you have. Instead, it involves finding your exact “narc-wiring”… The CAUSE of why we stay stuck on the narc… That lies deep in our subconsciousness. Fixing our exact wiring, with laser-focused precision, Is the key to getting out of emotional hell. It’s like a switch in the brain, based on pure science and strategy. Right here: https://www.cherlynkelly.com/narc-hack/ It took me 9 years of helping over 10,000 women to discover this mind “hack”… But once I did… Our women felt like themselves again. Anxiety melted away… Triggers became a thing of the past… And women found true peace. 🕊️ Many even found the true love of their lives. ❤️ In this live masterclass, I’m going to show you how to shortcut months or years of struggle and self-doubt… Skip the long hours of therapy… And jump right into a simple but powerful hack of our “narc-wiring”… That you can use anytime, anywhere. 🕰️ To purge the narc right out of your mind. This masterclass is waiting for you on the next page where all you have to do is click the link below to join: ➡️ https://www.cherlynkelly.com/narc-hack/ No more obsessive thoughts. No more staying stuck on the narc. Click the link to discover the power of The Narc Hack, and I'll see you soon.	LEARN_MORE	https://www.cherlynkelly.com/narc-hack/	Cherlyn Kelly	https://www.facebook.com/100085908011982/	1,292	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	cherlynkelly.com/narc-hack/	IMAGE	Hack our “narc-wiring” to purge the narc right out of your mind. Skip years of struggle and long hours at therapy.	https://www.cherlynkelly.com/narc-hack/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461937813_1061942635586920_50668910825166858_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=tLMsxJY9ldAQ7kNvgFxtzyn&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AvK5UmFblGi5F8R6iu4ycFE&oh=00_AYBV5PgwMJO6bAc3XnpRlyT_9MTd_TRYI8dVUxjgFHUjtg&oe=67091E28	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Cherlyn Kelly	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,106,290	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-10-06 20:11	active	1586	👀 Echoes of a Tender Heart🥰	✨🔥After Sandra Glock graduated from high school, her grandfather reached out to her mother, Kelly Youth, who had remarried. Kelly then brought Sandra to live with the Ruths in Kagos. Over time, Sandra grew increasingly heartbroken by her mother's repeated disappointments. However, James Lande, a senior who fell in love with Sandra at first sight, always stood by her side. He protected, cherished, and unconditionally trusted her. In the end, his unwavering care helped Sandra find true love.❤️👉	LEARN_MORE	https://website.snap-shorts.com/share/middle/fcsrz	Charmingfilm-mini	https://www.facebook.com/61563545424879/	5	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	website.snap-shorts.com	VIDEO		https://website.snap-shorts.com/share/middle/fcsrzm1z5mmlvo2oagmxuurm?campaign_id={{campaign.id}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462256134_1708395469954885_6680736038409966045_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=IQY_-O9i4fMQ7kNvgHveuRs&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1FN_vukR7lxXnOxw66iQmh&oh=00_AYA8p-Q27s0HrTraz5IUeCaeCzZWBX84DL7JltrOfXnX6w&oe=6708F5C3	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Charmingfilm-mini	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete

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