Chapter 312:
“Bye, Auwowa,” Adrian said, wiping his dirty hands on his shirt. He hugged me briefly, his small arms wrapping around me before he pulled away.
After a moment of thought, he handed me a flat rock, pressing my fingers around it. “You can do it, Auwowa. Just relax and throw it.”
“Thanks, Champ!” I grinned in excitement, feeling the rough edges of the rock in my palm.
“Thank you for accepting them as your mates. You have no idea what you’ve done. Your presence healed their broken hearts and cured Damon’s madness. You even united them.”
“It’s nothing,” I replied, brushing aside her words as I watched her carry her son.
“You did the impossible. You opened their hearts to love again. Thank you so much, Aurora.” She waved at me, a satisfied smile on her face.
“Will I see you again?” I asked eagerly, waving back. But before I could blink, their figures vanished into thin air.
Once again, I was alone. But I wasn’t afraid, nor was I sad. Although I missed their presence, I reminded myself that they didn’t belong here.
Driven by determination, Adrian’s words echoed in my mind. I threw the rock to the other side, and as expected, it bounced across the river before landing on the far bank.
My happiness knew no bounds as I jumped into the air.
“Thank you,” I mouthed, as though they could hear me. Before I could pick up another rock, my eyes snapped open. It was all a dream.
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Rosa’s breath became erratic as the tension in the room thickened. The only sound that filled her ears was the frantic pounding of her troubled heart.
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She swallowed the knot of uncertainty rising in her throat, pushing it down as she steeled herself for what was to come. Now was not the time to back down.
It was now or never. There was no way she would let this golden opportunity slip through her fingers.
Driven by courage, she took in sharp breaths, preparing herself for the worst. She lifted her hands toward the gadgets, and with a swift motion, dropped them quietly onto the phone and wristwatch. But her heart skipped a beat when a strong hand grabbed her soft hands in a vice-like grip, followed by the deafening sound of an alarm that filled the air.
Startled, she jerked her hands back, clutching her ears as the high-pitched noise pierced her eardrums, sending a sharp pain through her head.
She was busted, and she knew it meant trouble.
“Ahh!” she screamed, feigning ignorance as she pretended to be startled by the loud noise. “Is that your alarm, Ray? Turn it off, I need to sleep,” she muttered, stretching her body before placing a pillow under her head and laying down, pretending to go to sleep.
“You think I’m stupid?” Ray asked rhetorically, his voice harsh and echoing through the room.
“What?” Rosa asked innocently, masking her true feelings as her face bled with false innocence.
“You must be a fool to think I didn’t come prepared.” A smirk appeared on his face as he carefully placed his phone and watch in a safe spot, then turned toward Rosa, whose heart now sat heavy in her throat.
“Imagine eating with the devil. You have to use a long fork.”
“And who’s the devil?” Rosa scoffed, a frown tugging at her lips.
