Novel & Cerita Accidentally Amy

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Bending down, she picked up the brooch and glanced at it. "Does this belong to the person who bumped into me? It seems a little expensive. It proves that rich people are always rude." As she was in her thoughts, Camila called her name out, making her come back to her senses. "Selena?" Turning back, she flinched. "Camila?" "Yeah, me. What are you doing here?" She quickly hid the brooch in her pocket. "Ugh! I just met a sick cat. See, my elbow is also bleeding.

he said again After a minute of stares, he reach to open the front seat door for her and watch her get in reluctantly First mission accomplished easily, now the second part would be easy. ~ "Just a ride won't hurt" Yasmin assured herself as she get in and try to relax with him. The drive start and she wish it would end soon as awkward air flow between them. Ten minutes to the ride, they got into a little accident and the car jerk back and forth simultaneously Yasmin gasp in shock at the sudden accident and when she recover she glance to see what they hit "Is it a person?" She asked out of fear

"I get it. But hey, maybe you just need to meet them in person. You never know, you might click with one of them." I shrugged. "Maybe. But then I think about Sarah..." Cameron's ears perked up. "Sarah? Who's Sarah?" "Sarah's the girl I accidentally hit with my car a few weeks ago," I said, wincing at the memory. "I was driving home from a meeting and didn't see her crossing the street. It was a pretty bad accident, but luckily she's okay." Cameron's eyes widened in surprise. "Whoa, that's crazy! I had no idea."

Because apparently, it was on days where you were trying to avoid everyone you knew that you ended up running into, well, everyone you knew, one of such people being the loud and obnoxious Amy Leonardo. “Oh my God!” She exclaimed as soon as the elevator doors dinged open and she came into view. I was really hoping that I would be able to ride solo until I got to my office floor and for the first six floors, I had succeeded, but unfortunately, Amy just had to put a pin in my hopes of solitude and happiness. Just fucking perfect. “Hello Amy.” I greeted, trying my hardest to ignore her stares of surprise and scrutiny but outright ignored me and kept staring at my protruding belly

Gently, I stroke my thumb across his hand, tracing the lines and creases that tell the story of our years together. With a sense of nostalgia in my voice, I begin, "Well, let me tell y'all a little story about how I accidentally fell in love with my best friend's brother."

I pointed at her hands trembling, “ you hurt me so bad this is the biggest betrayal and I would never bring my self to forgive you, never” “ I'm sorry, Sam…” she said voice trembling from crying “I didn't mean for this to happen, I just…” “You just lost a good friend” I interrupted her “You just lost a sister, you just lost good memories, you just lost our childhood, you lost a good memory and I hope you know it is all your fault and you live to regret it “This is the last time you'll see me or I would converse with you, both of you” “ Have a nice life, I wish you both happiness”

Carlton asked Michael, motioning to Amy. "She is my personal assistant. She had an accident in her face, ever since then, she had been covering her face," once Michael finished saying this, Amy coughed. It was a reflex action that she didn't have control over. "Amy?"

But truth be told, I was getting eager to see Abby, and that eagerness was not letting me sit still and wait. Just as I had hoped, not an hour later, my coworkers started arriving, and Abby was the first to come through the door. As soon as I heard the bell ring, I hurried to the front and pulled her into a hug. “I’m sorry, Abby.” I choked. Melodious laughter rang in my ear as she pulled away. “For what? You didn’t crash my car. Heavens, Chloe, not everything in this world is your fault. Accidents happen.”

Was she angry that her assistant had been able to fix the problem she’d been struggling with for weeks? “I—I just noticed something in the old texts, Aggie,” I stuttered, my cheeks warming. “I didn't mean to overstep, I swear. It just sort of came to me when I looked at the humidity charts—” Before I could finish digging my own grave, Agatha reached across the small clinic table and grabbed my arm. A warm, genuine smile crinkled the corners of her wise eyes.