Novel & Cerita 365 Days Part 2 Book English

Flashback Val rushes to his boss's office to ask for help. "Sir, I need your help! My daughter is in the hospital. She's very sick and I came here to ask for my advance salary." Val said as Alexander just finish signing the proposal of his business partner Mr. Ralph Sherlock. They both gaze at him like a piece of trash. "I don't care if your daughter is sick or going to die. You're always late at work and had a lot of cash advance, how can I help you if you're as lazy as a turtle!", he shouted at him and Mr. Sherlock was also there just staring at him like garbage.

English is my second language, so please ignore if you find any grammar or other mistakes. THANKS! CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE After that day, all week went pretty comfortably. I eat, sleep, watch TV, and walk. It seemed like life had turned back on his normal track again. William went to Japan on a business trip.

___________________________________________________________________________ Rosemary’s Pov Twelve days have passed – two days are left remaining until King Alexander revisits us to get his answer. Each day that passes makes every one in the kingdom more and more hostile and stressed. My father tries to put on a happy face , he tries to act brave and well put together but I know that he is just as fearful as I am…maybe even worse.

Shelve of books. Books! So he reads? She walked over and took a big book out of the shelve. It had a red cover. It was probably the most attractive book there. “Mo... Mo... what kinda language is this?” she scoffed trying to pronounce the name of the book. He appeared out of no where again took the book from her and placed it back on the shelve. “I forgot to tell you earlier. I was just too excited. They are rules in my room.” He said and placed his both hands on her shoulder pulling her away from the shelve.

I smiled down at my phone and breathed a sigh of relief, I had thought she was gone again, I had thought I was with my father again, I wouldn’t have sat still anyway. Then, back to Ivana, I glanced at the wall clock. It was 6:30 in the morning. Now I wonder what she was doing. The thought of last night filled my head, this was the first time I was curious about something. ‘How would she teach me how to love?’ I climbed down my bed and walked out of my room just to see the whole house covered with smoke. “What the fuck! IVANA!”

I am changing to 3 days a week so I can give you guys bigger chapters, I have also started working on book 2 and could use the extra time to work on it As always thank you for your support and Happy Reading <3

--- ## Chapter 62: The King of the Forgotten We began to walk. Every step was a struggle. The sand wasn't sand; it was "Garbage Data," and it clung to my boots like wet wool. I felt the weight of my physical heart—the one I had just rebooted—thumping in my chest. It felt like a ticking bomb. "Twenty-eight days," Hope whispered, clutching her "Developer Key" pencil. "The clock is still counting down in the real world. If we don't get out of here, we won't even be around to see the 'Format-All.'"

he tells the room. There was nothing left to say. - The next two weeks were the best and worst days of my life. The best because they were filled with the sounds of love and laughter. I felt as if I was part of Brixtius's and Eurydice's family. But, simultaneously, the clocking is ticking down, and soon Eurydice will have to leave her home forever. We also spent those two weeks packing Eurydice's things into trunks. I prayed to whatever God or gods that I can join her soon in Rome.

I prayed. The End Book 2, coming Next Week. F#c#bo%k page: A.K.Knight Inst@gr@m: athan941

Don't make me expose the real you! I stopped reading his texts and deleted all of them. Then, I blocked his number. A couple of nurses came in to change my bandages. They didn't seem to notice my face and just kept talking like nothing was wrong. "Did you see the news online? It looks like Dr. Sutton's wife is causing trouble again! It's wild. Two women with the same name, but their lives are nothing alike. None of this would have happened if Mrs. Sutton were even half as nice as Ms. Brooks."