All Chapters of GN003 FI 21000000096: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"You'll definitely pay for this!"Betty's POV:And I really meant what I said. I'm a person of my words. I do whatever say I'd do, without fearing anyone. I am intrepid!I'm a boss lady. And boss ladies never lose. My comeback is going to be ironic.That silly Anne wanted to maneuver my lovely boyfriend, and then organized non - stop beating for him."No. None of it is Anne's fault. I swear." Marcus griped, from the chair he laid his back on."Shut up, Marcus! You're not even a man at all. Why did you allow him to defeat you?" I yelled at him."And as for Anne, I will avenge. I will avenge on her, for everything she has been doing, since she came to this school. This school will be way smaller than her, I promise. She'll regret ever coming to Gracefield!Afterall, this school isn't meant for people like her. She ought to b

        It's been a couple of days since Damien moved into the mansion, along with four other tenants. The mansion has become a mixed dwelling for both male and female; college students or professors or any other professions.        Lie wasn't bothered since the house was big enough for them not to see each other much. It's been a few days. She had expected that she'd see Damien at least once since he had arrived but she was disappointed.      With a sigh, she put her detergents and fabric conditioners into her hampers and brought them to the basement where the washroom can be found. As always, she wore one of the comfy shirts and shorts she usually wore at home. Her feet were bare against the floor, letting her feel the softness of the carpet and the coolness of the wood floors. She knew nothing about houses or antiques, or she knew barely enough to be considered knowledgeable about them.    &n

The Guise SessionsReturning to his desk, he leaned back in the seat and recollected what he had read in her journal. He knew she was good at writing her deepest thoughts and ideas vividly describing anything and everything. That journal, there was something about it, he just looked back with his photographic memory, he knew that there was something that she was holding back. He knew it had to be her emotional pain she was holding onto. She just wanted to spill her guts out and let all the pain and torture that she had been going through out. There was no possible way that she could do it, especially since she didn’t know him that well. She still ceased to trust him.He looked at the clock on the wall realizing that thirty minutes had passed; it was time for him to call Sean and inform him of how the meeting went. It was the usual routine, Destiny would leave and he would wait to make sure that she had enough time to leave to call Sean and inform him of the progr

(Boro) (v.) to love for the last time; a bittersweet feeling of knowing that a love won’t last