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“You wouldn’t win with it anyway,” Alayna remembered her fiancé Dion say when she told him about how the flirt Cresia stole her design.


It turned out Dion gave Cresia Alayna’s sketches for a dress – the design Cresia used to win the fashion contest.


Alayna pulled the leather sheet from the drum of curing liquid. She marveled at its pallor and held it close to her cheeks.


Dion’s skin had always been soft, just as his lips were gentle…Lips she saw kissing Cresia the other night.


Alayna smiled.


But Dion will never leave her now, not when she’s wearing him.

Cara hummed a happy tune as she mounted the sheets on the canvas.


Her last artwork was sold to an odd collector; the mean girl who bullied her was on the evening news…and soon annoying Darlene too.


Cara smiled at the painting she made – leather-like sheets, brick red paint, ebony strands…A deconstructed face shrieking in horror.


Darlene said Cara’s last artwork was garbage – it shouldn’t be sold. So when Cara got the payment for her painting, she set out to do a similar artwork.


Cara chuckled.


She should make a collection now – call it “Furies.”


Reina, Darlene…who should be next?

Sabine carefully wrapped a bouquet of her favorite flowers as Liam leaned casually on the counter of her flower shop.


She had imagined seeing him there after three years – asking for flowers and eventually telling her he hasn’t forgotten the love what they had.


And he came…to buy his lover flowers.


She handed Liam the bouquet, accepting his payment with the fact that he now loved someone else.


She had turned away from him when he asked her to write a card for the bouquet.


“I still love you,” Liam said, eyes on Sabine as she wrote the words down.

Publication Date: 06-07-2012

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