Novel & Cerita Carta Para Amiga Especial

I said "Exactly, why you should read it out loud" "if she don't want to read this LIL card out loud she don't have to I don't care if you are the captain of the nerd team" "the debate team you--" "okay okay I'll read the freaking card out loud" I said "thank you" Amber said while giving Cam a smug look "Dear Alaina I hope you get the help you need, so you won't try to harm yourself again" I sighed and closed the card "wonderful right I wrote it myself but that's only half continue reading it gets better" Amber said smiling

I love you, Dalton. Please tell me we have a chance together. Love, Amanda P.S. Give Walker a hug for me and tell him I love him. He has a letter coming too, along with an apology. I just needed to get yours out of my head first. Tears are falling from my eyes, trailing down my cheeks as I finish the letter. I fully understand what I'm asking of him, and I pray he's willing to give it to me. Maybe I don't deserve it, but I will spend the rest of my life making him realize just how special he is.

"Who did you say wanted to return?" I said perfunctorily, "A colleague has submitted an application to be transferred back to Summeria." Shawn smirked. "And here I thought you were the one applying to return. Then again, that can't be the case. You worked so hard to be with me—how could you bear to leave?" He reached out to wrap his arms around my waist. "Let's have a child once Jill gets her citizenship, honey." This was how he'd always treated me. He would be nice after being nasty. It was too bad I no longer wanted to see his nice side.

“This one?” Her fingers brushed it lightly. “Perfect.” I didn’t hesitate. Card out. Paid. Done. No second thoughts. Nothing was too much. Today was for her. Before leaving the store, I chose one special thing for Patty Mama, delicate and elegant, just enough to make her feel seen. And another for Mama Espe, something strong, radiant, the kind that suited her choice for moderation.

“Dear Nadia, I apologize for the wrong things I will do to you even when I can’t reveal the person who sent me. But months with you have been special, and amazing. It makes me wonder why this person wants to terminate you so bad, but I guess good people irritate wicked people. And I’m sorry that I can’t fight for you, despite how good you’ve been to me. Well, I hope you give me a chance to be a very good friend to you, in the next life.

Waiting for me was a text from Smart, the one I had felt would never contact me again. "I've thought about it for days now, Jay. I think I would like to be your friend. Not ones with benefits. Just a friend. I apologize for letting my emotions almost ruin a beautiful friendship. I promise I won't ever come on to you. All I want is to be your friend. Please call when you see this. I will be awaiting. No matter how long it takes. I will always be waiting."

“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.

You paused and looked into her eyes, long enough for her to know you absorbed her question but not so long that you were struggling with it. "No, that's not what I'm saying. That is your decision, and I'm not going to try and sway you either way because we're Friends first, and friends support friends. I just meant that getting something special, just for me, felt more special."

In the portrait, they were perhaps in a tourist place of some sorts as they were underneath a very beautiful, well-illustrated waterfall which was gushing over them while they stood there in each other's arms, completely wet and dripping, with their clothes sticking to their bodies but they didn't seem to care as all that mattered to them, all they had eyes for was each other… Gosh! That portrait! The emotions it portrays…it was just too much that it was palpable. Unable to handle the feelings it evoked, Angelina hastily turned away, looking at everywhere but the frame. And as she kept moving her eyes, they fell on the forgotten card in her left hand. Raising the hand up, she held the card i