All The Bright Places 소설 & 이야기

I had known from a young age that I wasn't the Blackwood family's biological daughter. So I knew that I wasn't worthy of being compared with Claire Blackwood in any way. I had only gotten her doll dirty while cleaning the room, yet Mom punished me by locking me out in the rain all night. When Claire blinded one of my eyes with a laser pointer, however, Mom protected her instead. “Your sister didn't mean to do it. She was just playing around.” After I lost sight in my right eye, Claire showed me a triumphant smile. “Who told you to enter our lives in the first place? You deserve it.” They all said I was an outsider. So for eighteen years, no matter how hard I tried or how desperately

Before he could open the door Knight's phone in his pocket started buzzing. He took it out and glanced at the screen. Father! He winced and rolled his eyes before picking up. “Yes Father.” He adjusted his tone not to sound annoyed walking away from the room. “I never thought you would end up embarrassing me after all these years,” Victor said after recognising Bright’s voice. “What’s going on?” “Things have been resolved. I will wrap it up without any troubles. Father does not have to worry.” Bright climbed up the stairs to the rooftop where there was an open space made for the long term patients. The flowers, green grass and little plants of all types were decorating the space.

Come to the light, "her voice boomed in the dark and immediately as she ended her statement. A light shines so brightly in the dark. I run to the light, not caring who I will meet at the end. It will be safer than being in total darkness. The moment I stepped into the light, I was consumed by the brightness of the light. I walked into another world. The place was white as snow. The brightness of the place is incomparable. "Wow.....what is this place?" The trees around me were white, and the sea at my side was blue. I could say this is the most beautiful place I have ever been to.

The pain from those final moments still had not fully faded. I was not about to make the same mistake twice, so I chose the three matches without hesitation. Everyone in the room froze. Someone mumbled, "Has Renee Gallagher completely lost it? Those are just three regular matches! It's not like they're made of gold." "That's a multi-billion dollar inheritance, and she's just handing it over to someone who was adopted? If Renee wants to play the saint, she should at least pick the right time!" "I can't even watch this. It's driving me nuts! If she doesn't know how to choose, let me do it for her!"

We need them. Blinking, I hear the faint noises of people talking, it must be Damien and someone else I can’t recognise. Cole is still next to me but Tate is in his lap as she is awake now. Damien stands up, grabbing Tate from Cole and we get up and follow him down the hall and up the stairs. Toward a big sign that reads ‘ICU - Intensive Care Unit’.

Amelia had cornered my mother at the lakeside. She spoke softly, "Mrs. Carden, do you know… Why I wanted to kill your daughter?" My mother's eyes bulged with fear as she turned. A thunderclap echoed in my mind. With a splash, Amelia pushed my mother into the lake. My mom struggled frantically. Alas, that place was deserted. It was the most forgotten corner of the hospital. Amelia stood by the shore, arms wrapped around herself, a glint of venom in her gaze. Her smile was wicked, each word dripping with satisfaction. "Why did your daughter have to steal the spot that was rightfully mine?

Bright introduced his wife and daughters to Patrick, and afterward, they proceeded to the dining area to have their dinner. While they were eating at the dining table, one of Mr. Bright's daughters, Anita Bright, was smiling and shining her beautiful brown eyes at Patrick. After dinner ended, Patrick thanked them all as he stood up to leave, but Anita asked her father for permission to escort Patrick outside to his car, which was parked in their garage, while the rest of the family sat back in the living room and watched television.

Suddenly, a deafening roar split the sky. Several armed police helicopters thundered overhead. Their blinding white searchlights enveloped the highway, lighting up the darkness like it was broad daylight.

"There are no what-ifs. Just like the stars… Once they choose their path, their orbits are set. They'll never cross paths again." Lucas stared at me in stunned silence. Pain and regret welled in his eyes as a faint glint of tears formed in the corners. But in the end, he said nothing. I quietly closed the box. Then, I turned and walked away. … After returning to our home country, Lucas was convicted of intentional assault and sentenced. All the stars he had once named were revoked from official records, except one. It was the star he named "LAW" the year he proposed.

“Yeah, we’re set for next Wednesday at 10 a.m. at the Northshore campus of Bright Initiative Group. Hopefully, Vlade won’t act up.” Out the corner of my eye, I caught Amara smirking at Patrick like they were holding onto some inside joke. I narrowed my eyes. What the hell was that? I cleared my throat. “So, Amara, I heard you’re interested in Bright Initiative. But aren’t you an elementary school teacher?” She wiped her mouth delicately, her voice calm but passionate. “That’s true. But they do amazing work—really important stuff. They’re a blessing to so many underserved kids in the city. The donations they give out three times a year make a real difference.”