Patricia Wilson
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The third point of view: What was he expecting? That she would feel an ounce of emotion after helping her with Fernandez? Though Emerald had helped her sincerely, the truth was that he had hoped deep down that she would somehow feel something for him. Even if she doesn't like him now, at the least her forgiveness would go a long way in cleansing his guilty heart. But then, he got no forgiveness nor her heart. The man lay in his bed refusing to go out. He would make things awkward for her - it was…
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The third point of view: "How do you feel babe?" Isabella asked, leaning against the restroom door with a concerned look. She didn't mean to upset his stomach, she had wanted him to enjoy her food cooked with love. "Like my anus is on fire," He groaned in response from the toilet. "Take it easy please," Isabella pleaded, wishing there was a way she could wave a magic ward and end the misery - she put him in. Her heart felt like someone had squeezed it tight, this was the first time she was this…
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The third point of view: "Ahhh!" An anguished scream left Fernandez's mouth as he grabbed anything he could get his hands on?- scratch that, his hand, since the other one was bandaged, fling them against the wall. The pain he was feeling in his heart was more than the pain he was receiving from his crushed hand. Though he had a few fractures, it seemed Emerald had intentionally gone easy on him since he could have crushed all the bones of his fingers in one stomp. The surgery went successfully but he…
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The third point of view : "Okay, where are we going?" Pedro asked his girlfriend Isabella unsure. All he knew was that she had come out of nowhere and whisked him from his mother. Isabella smiled up at him, "You'd see when we get there," She continued to lead him to the unknown destination. Pedro was confused, all he kept seeing were bushes, they were going deeper into the woods that provided good camouflage for the base. The large arc of lands seemed to stretch on forever and it was private…
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The third point of view: We all have inner demons inside us to fight. They are nothing but our DEMONS who prevent us from seeing the goodness of ours as well as others. "The fear of the unknown is worse than reality." We all have these demons, as parts of ourselves that we don't like to acknowledge but we see them lurking inside us. They dominate us every day, every moment. No matter how hard we try to ignore our demons, they are always there constantly pulling us from positivity to…
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The third point of view: It was nothing like she imagined - oh, she has imagined kissing him??Shit, what was she thinking at a time like this? Cecil felt a pleasant sensation course through her vein which caused her to kiss him harder. She couldn't even explain what happened. All she knew was that when their eyes had met, she felt the rest of her breath leave her body. There was something alluring and yet intense about the way he stared at her. She forgot how to breathe and then curiosity filled…
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The third point of view: "Wow," Akim's eyes widened to the size of saucers as he watched his mother carry a live cub in her arms. "Take a look at this Akim, isn't he so cute?" Emily took a closer video for him. "He's cute but mom, aren't lions dangerous?" the boy asked with a sense of fear. Though the lion cub his mother held in her grasp was so adorable he wanted to reach out and touch him, Akim had watched how scary the adult lions were on television and he didn't want his mother to get…
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The third point of view: Have you ever been caught by your mother stealing meat from the pot of soup? That was how Cecil felt that moment as she stared at the half-naked man. It was as if she had been caught doing a very, very, bad thing. The worst part of it all was that she couldn't take her eyes off - off his hard abdomen. She gulped, her throat becoming dry all of a sudden. How could someone be that toned? In one word, Emerald was a macho man. His weight was evenly distributed by the help of…
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The third point of view: "Mom?" "Huh?" the woman was roused back to reality. Pedro looked his mother over, "Are you alright?" "Of course, why wouldn't I be?" Cecil gave her son strange looks. "You just seem out of it," He scrutinized his mother. "I was just thinking about something," was her reply "What is the problem?" the boy was disturbed for a slight moment before an idea struck him, "Wait a minute, Let me guess? You're thinking about Emerald, right?" Pedro watched with delight as…
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The third point of view : "One of your people stole my woman," announced Fernandez proudly oblivious of the dark glint in Emerald's eyes. The nerve of this asshole! Emerald cursed inwardly. It took everything in him not to reach out and input the love of Christ into that man. How dare him? His woman? Emerald chuckled inwardly. How could Cecil be blinded enough to fall for this assbag? You know speaking of which, Emerald was so grateful he got in the way of his plans. He was sorry for using her but…
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