Amidala Quotes 소설 & 이야기

Jake: I'll only make a tactical withdrawal if absolutely necessary. Amelia: I walked right into that one. Jake: You did. Amelia: Goodnight, Tactical Withdrawal. Jake: Goodnight, Fridge Magnets. Amelia: 😊 Jake: 😊

He was still inconsiderate of her supposed state. " You've always wanted to be a queen, now is your chance. Fight whatever is holding you back from coming back to life. I believe in you." He added as an afterthought. Again, Dr. Bart told him to give her some words of encouragement. Apparently, coma patients responded positively to affirmations. It took everything in Amelia not to cuss him out. A great silence fell upon them, and Amelia was tired of breathing subtly through her nose. Pent-up Oxygen sought to be released and she was almost at the point of letting it out.

**Aiden:** (smirking) "And? Am I living up to the hype?" **Amira:** (pausing, a slight smile forming) "You’re different than I expected." **Aiden:** (playfully) "I’ll take that as a compliment. But you haven’t answered the question." **Amira:** (shrugging) "Honestly? You’re more charming than I anticipated. But I’m not easily swayed by charm." **Aiden:** (grinning) "That sounds like a challenge. I like challenges." **Amira:** (smiling, but with a hint of caution) "I’m not here to play games, Aiden. My life is focused on my career, my patients. Marriage has never been a priority for me."

he repeated quietly, the word sounding strange on his tongue. His hands moved to trace along her jawline, the dark veins beneath his skin pulsing faintly in the dim light. The darkness within him seemed to quiet under the warmth of her presence, but he knew it was temporary. “If I close my eyes with you beside me, I am afraid I will wake up and find out this was all a dream. That you are not really here.” he admitted gruffly. “I am real,” Amelia whispers softly. “And I am not going anywhere.” The simple declaration– “I am real. And I am not going anywhere”– was more effective than any battlefield tactic Luz had ever employed.

Liam’s hand found hers across the table, thumb brushing lightly over her knuckles. “You’re incredible,” he said softly, voice laced with admiration. “You’ve endured so much and still stand taller than ever. This… this is why I love you.” Amara smiled faintly, feeling the warmth of his words seep into her bones. “It hasn’t been easy,” she admitted. “But the fire in me isn’t about anger or revenge—it’s about claiming my life, our life, on our own terms. We can’t let fear dictate us anymore.”

"I must say to you, Mia. You are beautiful. But you lack the brains. You are always on the wrong side of the line. I mean, what the fuck is wrong with you?" Silence swept through. No word came from Mia nor Crystal. Amad pulled took a few steps and sat on a chair adjacent to the bed. He cocked his gun. And took out another cigarette. After lighting it up, he took in a good measure of smoke and exhaled it cunningly in the air.

Fatima said she'd call her before calling anyone else once she's done with her therapy. Halima goes to Zoom and decides it's a better app for what she wants to do, afterall Zoom is for formal meetings and this couldn't get more formal. After they've all gotten connected on Zoom, Halima goes straight to the point. There's no use stalling and she doesn't even like to stall. "A day before I came to Paris, Amal came to me with the stupidest and most absurd idea ever. I thought Amal loved Teemah, until that day."

Months apart, no calls, no messages and yet, here they were, their stories crossing quietly again, not through words, but through art. One of her assistants, Julia, noticed her stillness. “You okay, Mara?” Amara blinked, collecting herself. “Yeah. Just… recognizing the name.” Julia smiled. “You know the artist?” “Once,” she said softly. “A long time ago.” Julia shrugged cheerfully. “He’s good. People are already talking about this one online. There’s a quote on his site that says it’s his ‘goodbye piece.’ Kind of poetic, actually.”

(Heartbreak emoji) Amanda: Exactly. Chideziri: I love you. Amanda: .......... Chideziri: Ellipsis. Really? After that soul baring speech. Amanda: Give me a moment would you, I am still thinking of what to say. Chideziri: In simple terms, I am fanta-bulous, and you are speechlessly in awe of me. Amanda: Lol. You wish. Chideziri: No wishing, I know. Goodnight. My eyes are shutting down on their own.

Adam added watching the drunk woman I'm in front of him, she must be in a lot of pain if she could drink so much, she must really love the man who she was referring to before. “I’m not going, leave me alone” Amelia yelled drawing the attention of everyone in the room, “Okay then, it’s your funeral” Adam said signaling to his men that it was time to go but as soon as he stood up, Amelia grabbed onto his arm stopping him from leaving.