Arti Lagu Promise Jimin 소설 & 이야기

I embraced my new life and left the wreckage of the past behind. … Clement and I traveled to Finholm to see the northern lights. While I was mesmerized by the shimmering sky, he leaned over and pecked my cheek. Perhaps it was the aurora's glow, but when he looked at me, his eyes were dazzling and faintly blue, drawing me in. … When we returned from our honeymoon, the head of a kickboxing club, whom I hadn't seen in forever, reached out to me. She told me the international tournament I had given up on was about to start again, and she didn't want my talent to go to waste.

"I'll prove my love to you, Christopher. If you're happy with something I do, give me a star. When you fill up a whole mason jar with paper stars, you'll be the one to propose to me." He held the jar and cried tears of joy like a child who'd gotten the best birthday present of his life. He wouldn't stop making promises, both to me and himself.

“Tomorrow go better… tomorrow go better…” Promise paused, letting the words sink into her bones. Not a promise, not even a certainty. Just a stubborn hope dressed in melody. “You sing well,” she told him. The boy grinned, showing the gap in his teeth. “One day, I’ll sing in a stadium.” Promise nodded. “Then sing like Lagos is already listening.” She dropped a nod instead of a coin, then walked on.

“Dante, I know we’ll do what Dario wants you to do. But if we go to my house, promise me that you won’t leave me there.” He slapped his fist against his chest. “You have my sworn promise.” Swallowing, I nodded. “I trust you.”

Someone I'm not sure I can fully trust. Slade.

She said, "Go over to Section B and have a look at contestant number 82's draft. Then, let me know what you saw when you make your rounds at my section. I will give you 10,000 dollars once everything works out." Naturally, everyone recognized Natalia's voice. After all, she was the one who shouted at the top of her lungs earlier. At the same time, that staff member who played the surveillance video happened to be the one who made that deal with Natalia. At this moment, his hands trembled uncontrollably. He fell to his knees with a loud thud. "Please, sir. Please forgive me. I was threatened! Ms. Saar used her connections to send my father to prison. For my father to be released, I had to agr

She agreed, “I think that’s a great idea. Where would I stay?” Jimin’s heart leapt with joy when he heard her reply. He thought to himself, ‘She willingly fell into my trap. Now, all I have to do is convince my father that it would be better if he took her as his wife than his idiotic little brother.’ He had confidence in himself that he could get General Junho to approve their marriage.

Taehyung shrugged, almost dismissing the blond haired optimist and walking away when a brilliant idea occurred to him “Jimin, would you mind handing these files over to Taehyung for me? I just remembered there’s a case I need to finish up with today”, Taehyung lied in between his teeth. Frankly, he was surprised Jimin didn’t catch on. Maybe he was that good of a liar. Taehyung practically pushed the files onto Jimin’s chest and bolted for his cubicle feeling a heavy weight lifted from his shoulders. Jimin smiled at the stack of papers in his hands and smiled, they’re perfect excuse to get him into Jungkook’s office without arousing any suspicions.

"I have to go, baby. I'll text you later if you want me to." I groaned not wanting to wake up. Grabbing his arm I pulled him down, "don't leave me." He sighed, "I have to go. I promise I will talk to you later." I shook my head not bothering to open my eyes, "just stay another minute, please."