Atraves De Mi Ventana Novels & Stories

I suppose he wants me to see everything first. Finally when I get to the rooftop entrance, a fresh breeze slaps my skin instantly, brushing my hair across my face. I pause. “This place looks nothing like I remember.” I murmur. Flowers cascade across the glass railing, like stars. Then a small table stands at the center, decorated with candles floating inside glass bowls. I walked forward slowly, overwhelmed. “It’s a one-way glass,” Travis whispers quietly behind me. “You can see the world from inside… but it isn't transparent from outside.”

I have to battle to keep up the obstruction without being able to see it, and I turn to Chart book as we lurch toward the window, quietly signaling my question. He gives a noiseless gesture, and without lost a beat, I clamber onto his back, tangling one hand in his hide whereas I utilize my other to keep the drive field up. “Thanks,” I mumble, my grasp fixing ever so marginally, and he turns briefly to see at me, his green eyes penetrating against the haziness of his fur. Ivy is as of now sending a ball of dull enchantment through the window, making glass parts shower down onto the road exterior like sparkling snowflakes. She moves herself out the hole on a stage of dull enchantment, floatin

Chapter: 56 ****** ALTAIR: As I slipped through the window into the familiar confines of my bedroom, the weight of the night pressed down on me like a shroud. The chill of the evening air followed me inside, but it did little to alleviate the heaviness in my heart. I closed the window behind me, the gentle click of the latch echoing with a finality I was unprepared to face. Tears spilled from my eyes the moment I fell onto my bed, the soft sheets offering no comfort against the turmoil within.

Ava POV A bright ray of light streaming through the window pierced my eyes, rousing me from my unconscious state. As I stirred awake, my memories came flooding back, and I recalled the events that led me to this place. I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger and frustration towards myself for leaving the safety of the gathering. If only I had stayed close to Treyton and the pack, I wouldn't be in this predicament now.

Jaylene My mind is blank. I only stare at the view outside this window. I put my weight on my elbow and pull my body forward. I crawl on my stomach, dragging my torso across the shining tile until I’m close to the window to get a closer view of the world outside this place. I blink away the tears in my eyes as I try to touch the glass. My fingers tremble. I try to ignore the searing pain burning through my back down to my butt.

Elara'S POV “Good morning, miss.” Maeve brought me a tray for breakfast and quickly retreated as soon as I opened my mouth to ask more questions. I sighed. She wasn’t going to give me any answers. Alone, in silence, I ate while staring out the window. Snow drifted down with a hypnotizing allure as I watched one large, fluffy flake after another pass my window and disappear into the whiteness below. I’d tried to open it, to determine if it was a potential escape route, but it wasn’t that type of window. The single pane of glass was solidly anchored in the wall.

ZARA I’m still asleep but it feels like I’m in a trance. I hear the chirping of birds from outside the window, which is strange because even though this place is surrounded by trees, I have never heard a bird sing outside my window. Soft winds pass by in a whisper, lifting the blinds around and causing them to brush my skin. There’s a halo of sunshine around my face, making it impossible to keep my eyes shut for longer.

This quiet stretch of time with him close. She let out a soft sigh as she stretched her limbs, feeling the satisfying pull of muscles loosening after a restful night’s sleep. Slowly, she rose from the bed, her bare feet pressing against the cool floor. Instinctively, her gaze drifted toward the open window, where a gentle breeze fluttered the edge of the curtain. Beyond the frame, the sky stretched wide and cloudless, painted in hues of soft blue and kissed by the golden morning light. The air looked crisp and clean, the kind of morning that seemed to invite movement, clarity, and calm. It was the kind of day that promised serenity; a perfect opportunity to step outside, breathe deeply, and

I got up from my bed and walked towards the window. Parting the curtains to the side, the blinding light of the sun piercing through the window panes made me close my eyes for a moment. I closed my eyes tightly then opened them slowly until I got adjusted to the glare. The moment I gazed into the distance, all I could see was the rich and sprawling greeneries below the wide canopy of the sky, animated by its sailing, fluffy clouds. From where I stood, it looked like I was on top of a hill overlooking the rolling stretch of farms and plain below.

“Melissa? Is that you? Where are you? Are you okay? Please tell me you are okay. Did he hurt you? That bastard didn’t touch you, right?” “Javier…” My breath hitched, and I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. “Don’t cry, baby, please. Tell me where you are. I will come and get you, I promise,” he said hastily. “I don’t know where I am, Javier and….” “Is there some sort of window that you can look through and tell me anything you see? Anything at all,” he said. “Yes, there is a window here…,” I said and moved towards the toilet seat. I stood on the seat and carefully opened the tiny window with one hand while trying to keep my feet on the toilet seat.