Cartas Para Una Persona Especial นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"And he always keeps it in your first drawer. It's a Cartier bracelet. He wrote a note 'happy birthday from Elias'. How special." She says sarcastically as she closes the drawer. I go to the roses. There's a note attached to it saying 'For the girl who gave me her world, I love you, or in other words te amo, я люблю тебя , ti amo - Nicholas.' A small smile falls on my lips, thoughtful as always. "It's from Nicholas." I give the note to her. "He said I love you in 4 languages, impressive. When do you think you'll speak to him?"

So, I need something to help motivate him in the right direction, and who is better to do that than his beloved mate? I pick up my phone at that thought and arrange for a customized gift basket of the things I learned she loves during the time we spent together and her favorite flowers. For Paris, I order a personalized set of cufflinks and an antique, rare painting that I know he’s going to love. He loves art, or at least he used to since I don't know who he is anymore. I tell the person I’ve tasked with organizing all this to make it quick.

Not that I am going to tell him that. *** "Sir, Are these for any special occasion?" The kind looking lady asked me. I look up as I dispose off yet another card after scratching out what I had written. Choosing the flower had been easy. Green orchids, wild ones. One look at them had me decided. They reminded me of her. But I was not able to figure out what to write on the accompanying card as a note! 'Will you go out with me?' made me feel creepy for a first time note. l can imagine what she would feel. 'How are you?' 'Have a nice day.' 'Best wishes.' All had been tried and rejected in the last ten minutes.

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.

So I quickly opened the card I saw earlier on top, it surely has a name for who this is for. Dearest Alex, I know you badly wanted this one, I always saw you, staring at your phone, looking for these stuffs, I may not be there in the past eighteen years of your life, but I promise to keep loving you, to treasure you and to cherish you, you will not be alone, as long as you have me, you are my star, you are my moon, use this and chase for your dreams, I will be here whenever you need me. Happy birthday to you.

She replied, handing the card to me. "Okay you can go." I stated as she took her leave. I opened the card to see the beautiful content written by the unknown person. "The first time I saw you, I fell for your good manners, kind nature and your beauty, darling. I'm sorry I couldn't reach out to you over the phone due to some personal issues. But I'm sending you a little present as an apology and please, don't say no. Yours, Sarah R.W" I read out with a smile on my face before pulling the box closer to check the content inside.

write a few lines from the core of my heart, raw, honest, and pure. Why? Because I trust you blindly. And that makes you special, very, very special. Today, I want you to know that. I want you to know that I have reserved a very special place in my heart for you. It’s your home there. You will always beat inside me. I know you are a pain in the back. I know you irritate me like hell. But the pure feeling between us is just too magical. I want to own a part of your heart too. I want to be that special person for you as well. I want us to stay that exceptional constant in this daily-changing world. And yes, when you remember the little things I told you years back, it makes my heart fill up w

He opens it in front of me and I can feel my heart beating fast. “I love this,” he says, holding the watch in his hand. “I’m definitely wearing it tonight!” “Turn it around,” I tell him. I have decided to make the gift a bit special by writing something on its back. I kind of took the idea from him. When he gave me the necklace on Christmas, I loved the card he gave me with it. I loved how he wrote something only the two of us would understand, so I decided to do the same. I study his face as he reads what’s written on its back. It says ‘you now have somebody and a road home. I love you’.

Just me and this box and the choice I have to make. I open it. Roses. Two dozen of them, deep red, perfect and thornless. There’s a card tucked between the stems. I pull it out with shaking fingers. *“These reminded me of you. Beautiful, strong, unforgettable. I know I don’t deserve another chance, but I’m asking anyway. Dinner this week? Just to talk. No expectations. Just two people who used to know each other, trying to find their way back. ~ Adrian”* I read it three times, and each time, something in my chest cracks a little wider.