GoodReadQuinn set one journal aside, only to take up another. Its pages were crinkled and aged, the script within faded
and askew from the passage of time.
As she leafed through it, she found that every youthful wish etched onto its pages had been realized: trips to
amusement parks, a coveted cake, an oversized lollipop, the cartoons she yearned to watch, a pristine princess
dress, and butterfly hair clips.
Even her wish to marry him had ctrue.The final wish sat on the page, followed by a stretch of emptiness.
She had wed Alexander, and with him, all wishes ceased. It was akin to reaching the end of a tale. Yet, the end of
life had not arrived.
Abigail once mentioned that after the grand finale in movies or stories, comes the mundane existence that no
one observes because it lacks excitement.
Thus, when all her wishes had been granted, Alexander stopped coming home.Quinn passed her days in the
frosty silence of the villa, her life as tranquil as still water.
On the final page of the journal, Quinn penned a new wish.By the tthree in the morning rolled around,
sleepiness began to creep in.
Quinn studied the new wishes she had just inscribed, realizing she still harbored many unfulfilled desires.She
exhaled, gently closed the journal, and concealed both journals in the storage room-a place Alexander never
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtventured into. The following night, Alexander returned. Quinn rose immediately upon his arrival, but he barely
acknowledged her as he rushed upstairs, only to descend shortly after.
As he passed her, he paused to say, "Don't wander off."Three simple words, and he was gone again. Quinn
watched the direction he vanished into and bit her lip.
Alexander arrived at The Kennedys, a bustling living room teeming with people awaiting his arrival. Freya sat on
the couch, her face as pale as a ghost, while Kaitlyn tried to comfort her with gentle pats on her shoulder.The
Yates family was present as well, along with Valerie's mother.
The room was crowded.In the center of the hall, three men knelt. These were the men who had abducted
Valerie.Yates turned to Freya, "Don't you think you owe us an explanation?"Freya vehemently shook her head, "I
don't know, | swear I've never seen them before!"Yates sighed and produced a voice recorder from his pocket,
pressing play."Where are you guys now? Did you get out of Amber Bay?"
Freya's face blanched as she
recognized the voice emanating from
the device; she was rendered
speechless, unable to utter a single
word in her defense. Yates said,
"They handed this AY er ES
toepsurd dcEul n't deny
involvement. They recorded it all. So,
what else do you have to say?"|, It
wasn't me...It's a setup..." Freya
becincreasingly agitated,
shaking her head incoherently. Why
is this happening? How did they find
these people? Why would they record
it?In that moment, Freya's mind was
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