Accidentally Yours Pocket Fm Ending 소설 & 이야기

“You are a bastard and nothing else to think that I would let you come anywhere close to me. you are mistaken” “Do you think you have a choice or what? Do you think Rodrigo is coming to save you? look around you, you don't even know where you are so how exactly are you going to get out of here and go to him? face it! the relationship between the both of us is over and now Is Our Moment my love, you just have to accept that with open arms and everything will be good but if you try to run and I can catch you, the only ones who are going to pay for all of this will be your friends”

He added. “C-Can you just give my wallet back?!” I shouted at him. “Oh! I almost forgot about the wallet thing. Bye-bye. I'll see you later. Take care.” He then ended the call. I irritatedly throw my phone on the couch. Alliyah got out of the bathroom at the same time. “Who were you talking with?” She asked while drying her hair with a towel. I let out a deep sigh and closed my eyes. “Just a concerned citizen who happened to pick my wallet. I lost it last night. He is giving it back to me this afternoon. I have my money inside that wallet that I am going to use to pay my tuition.” I lied.

LEYLA'S POV:- Once I was sure Roden was out of my way, I went to look around for Aleck's phone. I was not able to find the phone. Crossing my fingers, I dialled his number from my phone. A wide smile appeared on my face as I heard his phone ringing. His favourite ringtone was Despacito. And ever since that song was out, we heard his ringtone the same. I followed the sound. Roden had kept Aleck's phone under his metrus. If it was not for my powers and hearing abilities, I would never have heard his ringtone. It was barely audible for a mare human. I heard it loud and clear. I pulled the phone out. Then I went back towards Roden. He was still unconscious.

It's time to concentrate on the TV. THE END

"I am standing here offering to cover your debt. The video link only records the absolute truth. How can the Moonscribes call it slander when it is a factual chronicle?" "You... you foul, spotted beast!" Amy screams, her voice cracking with pure hysteria. She rips her own bloodline card out of her pouch and slams it onto the server's payment tray with trembling claws. "I will pay for it myself! Who needs the charity of a mutated moonborn! Your freckled face is enough to make my wolf vomit up its lineage anyway!"

I placed the papers on the table, neat and tidy. I was going to leave a message for her, but I did not go through with it. Instead, I said it in my mind, 'Hey honey, this is the last time I'm calling you that, I guess. I spent ten years in love with you. It's really hard doing that, I know, but I'm giving up anyway. Congratulations, to both you and me.' I grabbed my suitcase. The moment the countdown was over, I put my hand on the doorknob.

"You never cherished her when she was alive. And now, you only start to regret it once she's gone? Is your love that cheap?" Zach said nothing as he looked down. He finally found his chance, slipped past Wade, and rushed to the urn. He saw the name "Annie Carter" clearly engraved on it. His face turned ghostly pale in an instant. Zach reached out with shaking hands, blood from his forehead dripping onto the urn. He wiped the blood away with his sleeve, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of the stain. He bent over, hugging the urn tightly, his voice hoarse. "How can such a small urn hold all of you? Come home with me, okay?"

Before he walked away, he threw down a leather pouch and a property deed. "Border woodland, plus 500 gold coins." His voice was cold as ice. "Don't say I didn't take care of you." I stared at the items on the ground until his figure disappeared, then bent down to pick up the deed. It was for a wooden cabin in the border woodland, far from the pack's chaos. This was exactly what I wanted. The pack members gradually dispersed. Soon, I was alone before the Moon Goddess Statue. I looked up at the full moon in the night sky, feeling a true sense of freedom for the first time.