Romans & histoires Ask For Andrea

“Don't forget we live under the same roof. I see you every single day…” Gemma sighed, she had once again forgotten that Andrea lives at the mansion. “So, I wanted to ask you for something, “ Andrea said, giving her a pleading look. “Classic, everyone seems to want something from me but not a single soul was ready to give out to me.” “What do you want, Andrea?”

You’ll be able to reach me no matter where I am. Elena accepted the card, unable to imagine why she would ever wish to voluntarily seek contact with him. Her troubled thoughts were fixed to a much more important issue and, finally, she took her courage into both hands and just asked outright, ‘What are you planning to do with this place?’ Andrea shrugged, his expression noncommittal.

" Andrea! I am not requesting you to tell me, I am ordering you as the Luna! Tell me everything you know!" She leaned against the wall, tapping her left foot on the marbled ground, as she awaited Andrea's response. Andrea's chin quivered, but she sighed. " You know I can't hide anything from you," she responded and rubbed her temple. " That's not what I asked from you," Anita's tone was indifferent and impatient.

Solution said. “Then you both have a long road ahead of you”. Andrea said with a look of pity. “I guess”. Cabrera replied with a wry smile. “We have a favour to ask you Andrea”. Solution spoke up, sitting upright with her arms held before her lap. “What's the favour”? Andrea asked. “And please do not ask me for money, I have none”. She added. “We're not asking you for money”. Cabrera said with a helpless smile. “We need your help with something else”. She said.

“Tell me the truth. What’s the deal?” Finally asking for the dying question from the beginning where Andrea wanted to scream and share with him but restrained herself too. She draws a cunning smile as Bea just claps in perfection informing him that he just nails the question of the day they have been waiting for him to ask. Leaning close as the entire band is now curious, Andrea rests her chin unto her right palm as she draws another cunning smile and where she asks in return. “Are you sure you wanted to know?” teasing, but a warning.

“Even if I’m the only one he remembers, what has that got to do with me?” Andrea turned to me, her eyes already wet with tears. “Mona, I know what I’m going to ask you might sound selfish and unreasonable,” she began. “But please… I’m doing this for my brother’s sake. Trust me, I understand how you feel, but this is for the best.” I stared at her, confused. “What are you driving at, Andrea?” Her lips trembled a little before she finally said it. “Monalisa… I need your help.” She reached out and held my hands tightly.

Kelvin greeted her cautiously. Andrea managed a weak smile. "Good morning, Kelvin." Kelvin hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "How are you feeling this morning?" "I... I'm okay," Andrea replied softly, avoiding Kelvin's gaze. Kelvin nodded sympathetically. "Is there anything you need, ma'am?" Andrea shook her head. "No, thank you, Kelvin. I... I just need some time." Kelvin gave her a reassuring smile. "Take all the time you need, ma'am. Sorin will come around."

"Just wait, and I'm the one who should ask why you're with that? Huh! I asked in a whisper. He didn't answer and just stared at me. Maybe you are wondering why Ms. Andrea is here. Andrea is with me on stage, because I want to let you all know that. I'm officially courting her, and to those who want to court her back off. It's up to me to be arrogant in front of everyone as long as mine is mine. The whispers of the people who heard grew louder and later they applauded. I saw that she was about to cry with annoyance so I approached her. "Are you okay?" I will ask. "Hmm! What do you think? I'm okay after your announcement. You don't think about how I feel anymore. Are you numb," she said d

He found himself drawn to her, despite the initial shock of seeing Francheska's face. "So, Andrea, what brings you to this town?" David asked, trying to break the silence. Andrea looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with a hint of stubbornness. "Just visiting, I guess. I needed a change of scenery," she replied, her voice firm. David nodded, sensing that there was more to her story. "I see," he said, his eyes locked on hers. "Well, if you don't mind me asking, what do you do?" Andrea's expression turned slightly guarded, but she replied, "I'm a student. I'm studying art."

VENUS Andrea’s call came before dusk. I couldn't sleep or eat after Aaron left. I was worried and couldn't stop wondering what Aaron had planned. The phone vibrated in my hand before I even saw her name, I answered without greeting. “Have you picked a date yet?” Andrea snapped. No pretense. No mock warmth. Her voice was sharp, irritated, stripped of the smug calm she usually wore like perfume. “No,” I said. “I haven’t.”