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  1. vanalas
    There's a lot that man could have learned. Now we're left in the shadows and he's no more unfortunately. Oh, that old narcissist hasn't been around for long. I'm sure he's gonna pop up soon
  2. vanalas
    The dining room glowed with warmth. Soft golden light spilled from the pendant lamps above the table, catching the shine of silverware and crystal glasses. Candles flickered gently at the center, their flames dancing each time someone moved past. The rich scent of roasted herbs, butter, fresh bread, and wine filled the apartment. It felt like home. Not the cold, polished kind of home Julian had grown used to. A living one. A breathing one. And tonight, for the first time in longer
  3. vanalas
    Julian didn’t even remember how he got there. The car had barely come to a full stop before he threw the door open and rushed out into the night. Rain poured down heavily, relentless, soaking him within seconds. His shirt clung to his body, his hair plastered against his forehead, water dripping down his face—but he didn’t feel any of it. All he felt was urgency. Desperation. Fear. He ran toward the house like something was chasing him, his shoes splashing against the we
  4. vanalas
    Desperate times, Desperate measures
  5. vanalas
    Team Dean 💪 💪 💪 yeah, I agree with you. This shouldn't be an easy fix
  6. vanalas
    To the ends of the earth coz there's just no way it would be that easy
  7. vanalas
    😫😫😫😫 I think it's all of us. I'm literally in tears right now. How could van do this?
  8. vanalas
    I'm crossing my fingers to that 😃 😊 😀
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  10. vanalas
    The house was silent when Sofia reached it. Too silent. The tall iron gates had opened automatically for her, the long driveway stretching through the perfectly manicured lawn like a black ribbon under the moonlight. The mansion loomed ahead—massive, elegant, cold. Sofia sat in the car for a moment after parking. Her hands were still trembling on the steering wheel. You killed him. The thought slammed into her mind again, just as violently as it had during the drive home
  11. vanalas
    But he's scared. Do you think he'll accept him or try to run away from his feelings
  12. vanalas
    Thank you so much 💓
  13. vanalas
    Sofia is becoming the ideal daughter in law that Arthur deserves. I bet he'd be so proud of her right now
  14. vanalas
    Julian didn’t remember opening the door. He only remembered air. Cold. Sharp. Burning his lungs as he stumbled out of the house like something inside him had detonated and he needed distance — needed space — needed out. The morning swallowed him whole. His vision blurred instantly, glassy with tears that refused to stay contained. They clung to his lashes, spilled over, streaked down his cheeks in hot, relentless lines. He walked fast. Then faster. Like if he slowed down
  15. vanalas
    🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲
  16. vanalas
    Wait, seriously 😅😅😅😅😅 The guy is just so shocked that his friend lied and on top of it thinking that what Matteo said is the truth. I guess,that's why he's upset
  17. vanalas
    You and me both. He's just so innocently sweet. I mean, I'd like to get that kinda man sometime
  18. vanalas
    Lol I thought I'd changed. Or I will change but you gotta hang in there
  19. vanalas
    Wait, what? You're gonna get surprised. Stay tuned
  20. vanalas
    Wait, what? You're gonna get surprised. Stay tuned
  21. vanalas
    Wait, what? You're gonna get surprised. Stay tuned
  22. vanalas
    Lol I didn't expect to get so busy with internship. I'm trying to balance but I'm learning 😌 You always anticipate a chapter. And Sofia is playing her game right ✅️ gotta give her some props for thar
  23. vanalas
    😆 🤣 😂 😹 Dean, well, we're just gonna have to hang in there. Hopefully soon
  24. vanalas
    Dean had worn a path into the hardwood floor. Back and forth. Back and forth. His phone was clutched so tightly in his hand his knuckles had gone pale. He had called Julian six times. Sent three messages. Tried Matteo once. Nothing. Nothing. He checked the screen again as if it might suddenly change out of pity. Still no response. “He told me he was going to see him,” Dean muttered under his breath, pacing faster now. “That was yesterday evening. He would’ve answered by
  25. vanalas
    I agree with you. She's up to no good
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