Carta A Una Amiga の小説・ストーリー

CIARA "Please... how the hell he thinks I'd actually go on a date with him for real is beyond my imagination. I don't even like the guy." I tossed my phone onto the glossy tabletop, the screen buzzing with a final, unread text from Carlista. I didn't need to read it to know what my best friend was saying. It would be some variation of "Be careful'"or "Don't murder him until the contract is signed."

A message in the comments section, addressed to Anastasia Sanchez! -Dear Anastasia,- the message begins, -I've read your passionate comments, and I can't help but feel the intensity of your emotions. I'm hosting a small meet & greet fanfare tomorrow, 9 AM, at Moonlit Books Café. Your candidness has intrigued me, and I would be honored if you could join me. Let's discuss Bonded over a cup of coffee. I promise it'll be a day filled with surprises. Author Agness, your storyteller.- My eyes widen as I flip over the bed, and for a moment, the lingering bitterness evaporates and is replaced by excitement. The screen blurs for a moment as I contemplate the unexpected turn of events. My fingers hesi

This was the message: Hello darling I know that you are not comfortable with me around you probably because of what you heard about me but I advise you not to judge before you get to know me. I want you to give me a chance to prove that to you. Its true that I go with other boys but I have great regards for you and I will like you to be my friend.. Lots of loves Vivian Asome “shuu!! friend ke”, I laughed and refused to reply the message and I didn't even bother about it.

"Silly you, you forgot your card in the class..." Hardie was shocked cause, firstly the card was not his and secondly how did she got to know about this? The card was returned and Amelia leaned to his ear. "Don't bother returning the help, I did this because you are the first friend I make here and friends do help each other. Right?" She whispered into his ear. "Huh...?!" Hardie was speechless and his feet seems to get glued to the floor. First friend, seriously? She smiled and place her own order and paid in cash before strutting out of the cafe...

I haven't been able to talk to her since last night. From: Ariana Manroe Subject: Fancy Vacation To: Liam Carter Sir, I am having the best time of my life, thanks to you. About the VIP lounge, you know your tastes Mr. Carter. I am totally endowed with your gift. I have attached the photos I promised. Just to make sure, I am kinda breaking the rule of not having too much. I hope you don't mind. Love, Ariana

I opened the glossy card, and I saw the familiar writing. "The day isn't over yet; I want to take you to dinner. You can fill my evening by sending me a message saying 'yes'. I promise it will be worth your time." Love, DAMIEN. I immediately grabbed my phone from the corner of my bed and quickly gave my reply.

I said to him, "It was from an unknown person, but got so angry and shredded the paper to pieces." His face scrunched up a bit, "Yes. I did tear it. But I can narrate what was written on it." "It says: I am your invisible friend who just returned from my trip and I will be visiting you soon to claim what's rightfully mine. You better be prepared for it. It's not gonna be easy." This was what was written on the sheet. How do you see it?".

The sound of the letter being unfolded echoed in the quiet of the room. Cara’s fingers trembled slightly as she read the message. “Hi, Cara. Nice that you have a new friend now. He looks smart and sweet. Today, I feel like I want to meet you in person. However, I will give you more time to be ready. I will meet you the soonest.”

“This is the letter she wrote for you last night before I left with the others.” It was as if my worries and problems faded away in a snap of a finger when I accepted the letter from Miya. I haven't opened it yet because I wanted to be alone when I read it. “Thank you. You and Miya have always been so kind to me and yet I choose Triton over our friendship,” I said with my head down, my voice dropping into a whisper. “If you two just allow me—”

I opened the satiny card, and I saw the familiar writing. "The day isn't over yet; I want to take you to dinner. You can fill my evening by sending me a message saying 'yes'. I promise it will be worth your time." Love, Alfred. I immediately grabbed my phone from the corner of my bed and quickly gave my reply.