A Perfect Life Book Novels & Stories

"Because I made a fool out of myself dummy, I..." "Good morning class, my name is Professor Patrick and I will be taking you on Calculus this year". I look up to see a deep voice give the class an announcement. He is an elderly man with grey hairs sticking out here and there. I look around the class and notice that it is almost filled up. Hmm, they must have come in while I was talking to Rea. "Okay I need you to bring out your calculus text book and open to page sixty five, today we will be looking at..."

She snapped at me in my mind then started lecturing me. "Amelia Maverick how can you even say that!" "First you have your dream job being a medical surgeon, you own a nice apartment and you’re an attractive 21-year-old with whom men are always swooning at." She paused for a minute and then spoke again, "Can't you see, you have the perfect life." After saying those words, she left the room leaving those words hanging in my mind. "Perfect life my butt as unluckily for me there was nothing called a perfect life." I thought to myself. Every person in this world just had to have something wrong, missing or even weird happening in their lives.

🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 " I don't think I'm ever going to be organized in terms of my love life and my sad excuse of life right now. They always say be careful what you wish for or you just might get it all, and sometimes not getting what you wished for can be a blessing. I've always been happily content. Although it sometimes feels like the life I'm living is too perfect again perfection does happen overnight It takes time, practice, patience, and execution If something appears to be perfect just know that a lot of work went into making it look that way. I'd like to believe that I'm organized and that I have everything in order but that is just a far cry from the actual situation that I'm facing.

After that they distributed books together, then they sat in their respective places. "Turn to page fifty-six chapter Factors of Plant Growth and Development!" Mrs. Maria's command. Markonah's mind was still jumbled. "Geez, could it be... I... like..." Markonah turned back stealing glances to see Tukijo. She didn't expect that Tukijo would caught sight of him. "What is it, Markonah?" asked Tukijo. Quickly, Markonah turned to her original seat position. Her heart was beating faster.

My eyes welled up once more, but I took a deep breath to calm myself. My life has never been as perfect as I had hoped. It's been a roller coaster ride. Life is said to be full of ups and downs. But I suppose my life has more downs than ups. Those closest to me walk right past me, leaving me alone. After that incident, I decided not to trust anyone. Nobody should be believed. It's best not to get too attached to anyone. Most importantly, do not fall in love with anyone.

It was Sunday my most favourite day because for many reasons first there will be no summit to annoy me. I know he is my best friend but that doesn't change the fact that he is an idiot. Second that I can roll in my bed the whole day and add this comfort Hayat makes something special to eat. "Anam come out " Noori called from the living room. I got out of my bed and dragged my ass to the living room and sprawled beside Noori she was reading a book which is a very rare site because according to her reading makes you insane. She swatted a little to give me more space.

“Maybe that’s why I need you. You don’t let the chaos win.” She rolled her eyes, trying to deflect all the sweet praise from what he said. “You need me because I’m good at my job. Don’t make it personal.” “It already is,” Roman answered, his voice lower. The air moved between them, the lines she had boldy tried establishing blurring in ways she wasn’t ready to accept. "I am going to rest my head" Ava said closing her eyes immediately as she tried to ruin the weird tension. By morning, Ava’s phone buzzed with hundreds of messages. The article had gone viral, and the damage was spreading. Clara called first, her voice rigid.

Throughout the lawsuit, I had told my lawyer that my ultimate goal was to successfully divorce Claire. Claire looked at me in anguish, "Honey, even if I deceived you, I really did save your life back then! If it weren't for me, you'd be dead. I promise I'll never hurt you again. When I get out, we can have a good life together, okay?" The audience started murmuring among themselves. "She does have a point. At the end of the day, she still saved his life." "I feel like we should give her another chance. Any woman willing to risk her life to save her man can't be all that bad."

Her voice was light and playful because it had to be. Ethan laughed, leaving a kiss on her temple. "Of course, love. You just need more sleep." But sleep wasn't the problem. Reality was. The house, the life, the husband-it was all too perfect. And perfection, she was starting to realize, was its kind of prison. --- The scent of freshly ground coffee and toasted bread filled the kitchen, blending with the crisp morning air. Ethan sat at the breakfast table, reading the newspaper as he always did, a portrait of effortless domesticity. A plate of eggs and fruit waited for Lena, prepared exactly as she liked.

She breathed out. Her life felt so perfect it scared her so much. She had the husband of her dreams. He did everything right, and almost always said the right thing. It was as if she was some in some kind of fairytale dream and soon enough she’d wake up then it would all be gone. She fixed her hair and sat down as he showered. *** In Suncity, Love scrolled on her f******k lying on her bed. She paused coming across a post by some motivational speaker.