Carta A Una Amiga Novels & Stories

She even pretended that she didn’t know my mom and it suddenly crept me out. I slowly opened the letter from her to my mom. December 15, 2015 Dear bestie, I am sorry. I was a bad friend to you back then. I hope you will forgive me from what I did when we’re still best friends and our relationship was still as good as you expected. Let me catch up with you for as much as I can. Ever since I read that short note from my mom’s cash box, I haven’t got enough sleep. I badly wanted to talk with Miss AC again to clear things out. What does she mean by her “sorry”?

__"I prefer Montenegro, I don't want any intimacy with you. she typed ___" because I want to be intimate with you amy carter.. Her eyes widened, her cheeks turning red with embarrassment, getting up from the sofa, she went to the door and opened it. ___" get out of my stupid house… she typed I opened my mouth to answer her but the arrival of her friend silenced me. ___" Montenegro you over here! she said surprise __" yeah dafne was passing by so i decided to pay a visit.. Amy sent me a "go away" smile as I read the message.

I switch on my computer to print some homework sheets out, and I’m greeted with a Ping… I have an e-mail. ________________________ Sender: Luca Venturi Subject: Apologies Date: January 09, 2021, 13:06 To: Vanessa Maddison My tesoro, Please excuse the way I poorly overreacted at lunch only a few moments ago. I have no right to determine who it is you choose to spend your time with. We have an agreement that this is a non-exclusive relationship. But I will ask you to please keep in mind that we do share something quite rare. Our chemistry with one another.

You might be wondering why I’m writing you a letter, I assure you that this is to show how grateful I am. I would be very honest with you, narinig ko mula sa aking mga kaibigan na isa kang businessman. I would to ask for a favor if it isn’t a bother to you. I would differently pay back the favor, if you help this time. You won’t regret it. Well then, please have a nice day. Sincerly, Marina Edwards.

This might just be a torn out card laying aimlessly on the ground that I found. Killian is not so stupid to send a letter to me when he knows I'm the best friend of his fiancée who he has some sort of disagreement with. .... Unless he actually is.

What could be wrong with him? A ball of panic rolled into my gut as I raced to the guest room, wearing nothing but my lingerie. I was so scared that I forgot to knock. I mean, what if he was in danger? However, everything changed the moment my gaze landed on the nude figure of a man on the floor. Gerald! My eyes raked over his body, noticing the fine line of muscles that mapped his body. Friend! Friend! Friend! I repeated the word over and over to banish the echo of lust in my ears. No! I couldn't cross the boundaries of our friendship all in a bid to get back at Trevor.

“My hands still couldn't function properly and I struggled to hold on to the pen. I needed something simple to let her know the letter is indeed from me. So I drew our friendship logo which is a big heart with A and K written inside of it. I sealed it and handed it over to madam ivory. “Please hand this over to her and tell her which hospital I am in and she will understand”. I said when I handed it to madam ivory.

Knowing when and how to take the next step in you're relationship and marriage… After almost an hour striaght of talking, her gaze flicked to her watch. “I’m afraid I have to run.” “Oh.” She reached into her bag and pulled out a card. She handed it to me. “Esther Ventures.” There was a phone number under it. “Call me when you need a friend to chat with,” she said lightly. A friend? The word caught me off guard. She smiled softly, then she turned and left. Just like that. I stood there holding the card.

HARRISON, THANK YOU FOR INVITING ME. I WOULD LOVE TO GO. Sincerely, Maddison Carter She read it again. It was polite, formal, and with a bit of the cool strength she now had and then she hit send. The letter remained on her screen, a computer arrow for the future. She decided not because she was dizzy, romantic, but because a smart woman was carefully placing her bet.

A little. “I hope, with time, you can find it in your heart to forgive me. And one day, we can meet once more. Your loving sister, Empress Anastasia.” Maddie finishes reading the last part. “Until you write back, I will be waiting.” Maddie folds the letter with a smile. “See? I told you it’s fine.” Maddie squeezes my shoulder. “Let’s send this out.” “But what if it doesn’t work?” I hold my hands.