Carta Para Una Persona Especial นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Keep it. Consider it a gift." "Sir, I couldn't possibly—" "Alessandro. And yes, you can." I signed the receipt and pushed it back across the counter. "Everyone deserves something beautiful in their life." She stared at me like I'd spoken in a foreign language. "But you just bought it. For someone special, you said." "I did. And I'm giving it to someone special." The words hung between us, loaded with all the things I couldn't say. You are special. You've always been special. You're the most special person in my world, even if you don't remember me.

I was already searching the ground to see if maybe the card had fallen as she was handing it over to me. "Sì, Seńorita." She replied with that same weird smile on her face. From behind her back, she brought out a small plain white card and gave it to me. "To Mia." I read aloud. I turned the card round. Maybe the person decided to put his name there instead, but I was disappointed to see it was blank. Not to draw out her curiosity any further, I thanked Catalina and she curtsied and left.

That just showed how much she meant to him. Carina began to remove all the paper stuffing from the bag and pulled out a card. Happy Birthday, bonita. Hope you have a lovely day. Sorry, I'm not here to enjoy it with you, something came up. Will make it up to you. Stay beautiful & Call me when you wake up. Don’t be mad at me. -RS. Wow. It's my birthday, Carina thought to herself. It's already the fifteenth of June. How times flies. What did he mean by I should call him?, she pondered. She picked up the red rose and held it up to her nose. It’s freshly picked.

I was never the kind to post personal information on social media. Regarding the sender, no information was provided. I sat down and tried to gather myself, but curiosity won out. I tried to calm myself by smiling. The envelope slipped off while I was trying to hold onto the gift. Ciara extended her hand to grab it. Everyone stared at it with curiosity, so I asked her to read it aloud. "you're my favorite daydream, from an admirer.💗" I couldn't help but blush as Ciara glanced over the letter and grinned at me.

Against my better judgment, I sent her a text. Phone text: Me: Hey Kwen. I hope you've been doing well. I'm sorry for the lack of communication on my end, but there's a lot that has been going on that I sadly cannot explain. This may be the last time I can communicate with you freely, and for that, I'm sorry. You have meant the world to me and our time together, I have cherished every precious moment. You will always remain in my heart, and I pray that you will find someone who can and will love you well. I will be there if you were to ever need me. You are so special. Never doubt that. Never forget that.

You should never have been the only one on the receiving end of his love. That is what the card says. Nothing else. It doesn’t even include the sender’s name. I drop it back into the box and transfer it from my desk to the floor. I feel like whoever sent this is the same person who sent the box of pastries, and probably the same person who tore those sketches out of my sketchbook, seeing as they know the company I work for.

*************** Kaima walks in, she sees on the central table a parcel, on it is a gift card, she reads “I can’t imagine facing all the challenge life has to offer without you. You are my strength and inspiration. The reason I work hard is because of you. I love you. The day you came it my life was the day I crowned you the Queen of my heart. From that day I give you all I have” manuscript written by Adex, she smiled.

"Forwarded by: Compu-Cupid To: Corazon Lopez Hello, Cora! My name is Val and apparently you're my perfect match. I know, it's an odd name for a guy. It's a long story...maybe I can tell you over coffee? I see from your profile that you're a social worker, so I know you're probably busy, but hey, you've got to eat sometime, right? Also, the picture of you in that slinky, red dress is fantastic. I love a lady with curves. Please let me know if you're interested in meeting up sometime. Have a good night. Val"

"And most importantly, you are my favorite, you know that, right? You are the only person who made me smile on my hard day. My only ray of light. I can never forget you." "Will we be in touch?" "I doubt that." I took out the handmade card which I have made especially for him. I am too bad at drawing, but still, I thought to give him something which will remind him of me. I had drawn a tall man & a short girl holding the hand plus I had written 'I will miss you' at the end of the card. "Even me and mom will be leaving for London.", I said on which he nodded. A few days later,

I thought trying to see the humor, but my thoughts halted were I read the card. It was a personal card with the letters cut out and blocked from newspapers and magazines. All of them I recognize from tabloids and articles about my career. The letters made out the sentence: WisHinG Y0u wEll, Ava! I hop3 U EnD ^p liKe ThE fAlliNg staR U weRe DestInEd 2 BE.