Romans & histoires Carolina Lima

I guess she didn't expect me to say that. "It's okay. Studying is not a race. You can still go back," Julia's mom cheered me. A few customers entered the store, so she said goodbye. "Hi! You're cara, right?" A girl asked me. "Yes. I am." I smiled at her. She looks younger than me. "I'm Sarah," Sounds familiar. I think I heard the name before, and then carlon entered the store. "What are you doing here?" I asked him. "I'm with Sarah," he said and approached Sarah.

She raises an eyebrow as the redhead comes over and stares at Ash, or at least he feels as if she’s staring, he feels uneasy while he watches his reflection in her glasses. “Rare here then, hmm. Imported… From the Americas maybe? Yes, so, Southern, Central or Northern? Central. Caribbean, or mainland? Caribbean.” She tilts her head a little, thinking. “Cuba, Jamaica, Puerto Rico, Dominican Republic.” She smirks, “There we are, so it’s probably Mamajuana they’re after.” Ash looks to Kai, who looks as stunned as he feels. He turns back to her but she’s walking down the bar to a cupboard under the back bar and starts going through some bottles kept down there.

He passes a paper and pen to her. Carol smiles a bit awkwardly. She has forgotten that not everyone knows sign language. She nods and writes down what she is searching for. " Gas Station, phone charger and ATM booth?" Jack looks at her with a sad face and shakes his head, " We don't have ATM booth and Gas station. This town is in the middle of the forest. But You can charge your phone." Jack writes. Lima who saw her sullen expression, runs inside the staff room and holds her phone charger before her, " She seems rich woman. I think she used this!"

Camila The taste of cold lemonade filled my tastebuds as I gazed over the beach. It has only been a week since we've been in Italy, and it wasn't all that bad. Elijah wasn't a total scum as I thought, but I will never let my guard down. He's a Camorra, I never trust one, except Mira, you can't not trust Mira, she's one in a million and will most definitely fight for your trust.

I walked to the driver and smiled. “Caren Inc please” I slipped into the car and he drove off. Caren Inc was a large office building, it wasn’t so popular but I already felt a homy feeling around it. I stepped out of the car and walked into the building. I headed straight for the receptionist, a tall blonde woman with huge spectacles. Her tag said Mrs. Helen Mayer. “hey, I’m Camila Santiago and I applied for a job here” she glanced through some files and smiles.

Anne Sharpe had made a decision that was either very brave or stupid. Keller called Vince back. “Yeah,” the man’s voice, like sandpaper, coughed into the phone. “Vince, we have a flight to catch.” “Mind if I ask where to?” “Lima.” “Where?” “Lima, Peru. I’ll call you back when I have more information. I’ll have to secure us a flight. They’re telling me that all of the flights are booked but I can pull a few strings. Just be somewhere where I can reach you and don’t do anything suspicious.”

I halted and turned on my heels to see the paramedics coming out with Leah on a stretcher. “Where are they taking her?” “Mercy general.” Amelia replied. Jack was already fetching the car and pulling the car around. We tried to follow the ambulance but got stopped at several red lights on the way. My anger and frustration built every time we got stopped by traffic. I was on the phone most of the way to the hospital, trying to gain more information from Amelia while she was still at the house. She was not sharing much information for now. We pulled into the hospital car park; I was out of the car and running into reception before Jack had a chance to exit the car.

Luna joined in the festivities, learning some samba moves and enjoying the carefree spirit of the beachgoers. Eager to explore the city's natural wonders, Luna embarked on a hike up the lush Tijuca Forest to reach the majestic Christ the Redeemer statue. As she stood at the base of the statue, overlooking the city's breathtaking panorama, Luna felt a sense of awe and serenity. The sweeping views of Rio's iconic landmarks, including Sugarloaf Mountain and the stunning coastline, left her speechless.

Her grand daughter's low features told her a different story. Around twenty cars left from the house in a line waving her a goodbye and wishing her a happy married life. Little did Amara know Lima had her doubt, she dropped her journey in the mid way and will be back to the palace within a few minutes. What is going to happen to Lima? Will she be killed as hinted by the beast because she came to doubt the real intentions of her grand daughter?