روايات وقصص ضمن A Fresh Start

Finally, she returned the smile. “You're right. I think we could make it happen.” My smile widened. “We can start tomorrow. Let's check out that luxury apartment downtown again and see what we can do!” “Let's do it!” She clapped her hands and pumped her fists in the air. “This could be our chance for a fresh!” Exactly. A fresh start was all we needed. *** TIMOTHY POV

“The other house had so many bad memories. We bought this one because we wanted a clean and fresh start. A home with new and beautiful memories. Not one that was shadowed by the past and that reminded me of the heartbreak and pain.” I nod my head, understanding their need to start fresh. I wanted the same. A clean and fresh start without my past encroaching on my present. For that to happen, though, I need to fix things. Just like Rowan and Ava fixed things before they could move forward. “Have a seat,” Ava tells me, and I sit down on the comfy sofa. “Can I get you anything?” “No, I am good.” She nods her head and then takes a seat right next to me. “I was afraid you had changed your mind. I

I did not mean to dis-center my well-organized brother but this was something unplanned and spontaneous but needed. Raising my head so I could address his first question loudly for the family to also hear, “I had already addressed my reason for moving the date to today but I will say it again for clearance.” clearing my throat I continued “My reason was clear and simple. This is more of a business deal than a wedding which you are benefitting more from than I am. So I see no point wasting time to make preparations of any sort, all we need to do is sign some papers and maybe say some vows and we will be on our–”

Chapter 4: Fresh Start As soon as Chelsea and Reese stepped off the plane, the intense heat of Columbia greeted them like a warm, smothering blanket. It was stifling yet oddly rejuvenating, as though the sweltering air carried with it the promise of a new beginning—a fresh start. Chelsea shielded her eyes against the bright sun, taking in her surroundings, while Reese appeared perfectly composed, her sunglasses shielding her from the glare as they made their way toward a waiting vehicle.

"I’m going to miss you." "Same," she said, her voice quieter. "But this is what we’ve always wanted, right? A fresh start." I inhaled deeply, letting her words settle in my heart. A fresh start. A new beginning. And for the first time in a long time, I truly believed I was ready. But what if my past wasn't ready to let go of me?

a frown etched across my face as I shook my head. She was quiet and it only made me more aware of my revelation but I was tired and didn't want to settle on the past anymore. I smiled, stretching my hands and sighing softly. "But that's all behind me, now I can start anew. So how about another toast? But this time, to a fresh start," I said, raising my glass. "To a fresh start," she said with a smile that hid no judgment of any sort.

Right after I finished moving, Tanner called and invited me to work at his company as an assistant. I accepted his offer, as I needed to learn and adapt to a new environment. I started the job one week later. Tanner's company had around 300 employees. I was responsible for assisting with contracts. During the training phase, I had a meager salary of 4,000 dollars. While it wasn't even enough for me to buy a pair of my shoes, it was money I earned myself. Five months later, Tanner asked me if I wanted to resume being a lawyer.

Because this situation wasn’t complicated enough already “That’s… great, Mom. Really” She studied me for a moment, her expression softening “I know this is all very new for you, Belle. And I know we haven’t always seen eye to eye. But this—” she gestured around us, “—this is a fresh start. For both of us.” A fresh start Right If only she knew that her “fresh start” was currently my worst nightmare By the time I made it back to my room, I was ready to scream

She took out the box and, with slightly shaking fingers, lifted the lid. There was not much inside, yet every item cut into her like a dull blade. On top was an empty wet wipe packet, shriveled and yellowed with age. She stared at it for a few seconds before it suddenly came back to her. On his first day at the Winthrop home, when he had stood there so uneasy in his muddy shoes, she had crouched down, pulled out a wet wipe without a second thought, and wiped the mud off for him. This was the packet it had come from.

“You’ll be living here from now on, but don’t think you own this place, the clothes and other things are already prepared and they are in the closet, freshen up and come downstairs for lunch." And then he left. I scanned all the documents about my new identity, my new name is Sara David, the picture in that ID card and my face looks so similar. Moreover, she is an orphan who has lived alone all her life and that she is hard working and highly qualified and she works as a Personal Assistant for General Liam, I guess that’s from where their love story started.