Patricia Wilson
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Reina's point of?view: Maybe it wasn't that bad to have a misunderstanding. Yeah, we might yell and say some hurtful words we mean or may not mean. However, at the end of the day, a healthy relationship would still rebound after both couples put down their pride and try to make it work. It wasn't just an effort on the side of the man but the women too and that was what I just realized. I was carried away with the fun of having a wild bachelorette party that I didn't realize I hurt my partner's…
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Niklaus point of view: "Ahh!" Reina's scream reverberated across the room as I walked up the stairs with her on my shoulder. "Let me down this instant!" She commanded, throwing punches on my back. It hurt though but her distress was amusing to me hence the pain was nothing I couldn't bear. The moment I came into the room and turned to lock the door, she somehow maneuvered her body and slipped out of my hold, heading straight into the bathroom. I let out a slight chuckle, why was she running? I…
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The third point of view: Reina felt horrible. To make matters worse, the sun filtering through the open window didn't help her hangover at all. She moaned, her eyes stirring open. What the hell happened to her? Where was last night? What happened to last night? Why was it morning already? Questions upon questions assaulted her brain which worsened the headache. Why do people even drink? It was obvious that hangover was a great mood killer yet humans still kept coming back for more? Were humans a…
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The third point of view: Back at home "He was a liar and cheater!" Anabelle blew her nose on the tissue noisily. Her makeup streaked down her face as a result of her crying and her hair was disheveled; sticking out from all directions. In one word, she looked a mess. Isabella scratched the side of her face awkwardly while Pedro took over solacing the crying Anabelle. She had seen this scene coming and tried to warn her cousin, but she had been blinded by the handsome face and now was bearing the…
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The third point of view : When Niklaus couldn't connect to Reina, his heart was in his throat. It couldn't be that something bad had happened to her, right? Oh no, he should have listened to his feelings. He always had a foreboding about this trip to Lincolnshire but he didn't say it out loud because he saw how happy and excited she was about the trip. He should have listened to his guts, especially when his eyes had been twitching non-stop earlier. "Tell me you have a way of tracking them down,"…
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The third point of view: " You're on a different road, I'm in the Milky Way You want me down on Earth, but I am up in space You're so damn hard to please, we gotta kill this switch You're from the '70s, but I'm a '90s bitch I don't care, I love it I don't care, I love it, I love it I don't care, I love it I don't care, I love it, I love it I don't care, I love it " Icona pop's "I don't care" reverberated across the room, the music so loud it was a surprise the house…
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The third point of view "Woohoo!" Women clad in bikinis flooded the pool area, dancing to the music blasting from the speakers. Drinks were being served by passing waiters while games were played in the water. "Whose idea was this?" Niklaus had a scowl on his face. Eden and Pablo pointed at each other - they had thought Niklaus would be overjoyed at their setup but the reverse was the case. Ever since Reina left with her friends to Lincolnshire, the man had become a brooding fellow. Niklaus…
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The third point of view : "It's an honor to be acquainted with your royal highness, the queen," They all bowed or so - Reina almost fell from her heels. She hated wearing that torturous mountain but Camille had insisted she had finesse if they were going to have their bachelorette party together. Damn it! Who said she wanted their bachelorette party together? Currently, Camille has assumed the role of a mother hen, making her do things she doesn't want to. Reina could only blame Eden for this, why…
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The third point of view : Something was wrong. Judy had known it the moment he felt a dip in his bed, someone was coming near him and whoever that was didn't smell like Emily. His eyes snapped open only to connect with fierce, determined green ones. "Fiona?" there was a quizzical look on his face. What was she doing in his room by this ungodly hour of the morning? It wasn't even six yet and what in the world was she wearing? "What are you doing here?" Judy wondered how she even got into his…
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The third point of view "Guys, can you two bring it down a little," Anabelle groaned, face-palming. She had left for like five minutes and returned only to see her cousin Isabelle and Pedro eating each other's faces. Anabelle felt a tight feeling in her chest but it didn't hurt like before. She has given up on the fact that she and Pedro would ever work out again. Moreover, he looked so happy with Isabella - his happiness was all that matters - plus the fact those two couldn't keep their hands to…
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