Novel & Cerita Crash Or Crush

“Biggest one yet. Their CEO happens to be in town. I’ll go meet his assistant and sign everything today. You don’t even have to show up.” I smiled for the first time in weeks. “Be careful,” I told her. “And don’t mention me.” She promised. That afternoon, she walked into the hotel where the meeting was set. But when the man across the table looked up, he froze. His name was Ryan — Luca’s personal assistant. The moment Ryan saw Clara, he froze. He knew that face — if his memory served him right, she was Valeria’s closest friend. According to the investigation, the private jet that “crashed” three months ago hadn’t gone down because of bad weather or engine failure.

Two words that crushed me harder than I thought was possible. [HE'S GONE]

I hear one of the girls in the hall shout. How did that just happen? I didn't shove her that hard did I?… no, it's not possible, I'm not that strong and I barely touched her. She must have tripped on something and hit her head. That crack in the wall must have already been there and I'd just not noticed it until now.

"Crack!" "Crack!" The sound of stones shattering could be heard. Following that, shattered rocks began to fall from the statues like apples being peeled. "No!" The Spirit-devouring King roared with grief and indignation, trying to stop the statue of the Spirit-eating Beast from collapsing. Unfortunately!

Oh crap! ----------

"For fuck sake Sky, Dahlia told me you had a crush on me the day I enrolled" "She told you that?" Sky asked painfully. "Sky..." Jake said with remorse but Sky wasn't having it. "Get out of my sight...Jake" Sky demanded angrily. "Sky... I didn't mean to say it like that" Jake said in his defence. "How else could you have said it! Yes, I had a pathetic crush on you and I thought it would disappear the moment Dahlia told me about your supposed girlfriend who turned out to be your best friend, but it didn't. Yes, Jake, what 'it is' is that I want us to be more than just friends but the truth is that I'm scared... I'm scared of the heartbreaks and breakups, I'm scared of regrets, I'm scared to lo

I hate Michelle Grande! My fists are clenched, teeth gritted, anger in my head. Okay Arietta, don't so something stupid, think about something that will calm your nerves. Think about Mitchell Grande being ran over by a truck. No a train is better, think about that and also picture yourself there to witness his tremendous death! I breath in and smiled at the beautiful and nerve calming image in my head.

But was him finding a replacement during the three years I was away an act of loving me? Knock, knock. The sudden sound of knocking on the door made Charles regain his rationality. He let go and turned to the door. Susan’s delicate voice came through. “Charles, could you come out for a bit?” Charles stood up and opened the door to speak with her. “What is it?” “Zach wants to sleep with you. I’ve been trying to calm him down, but it’s useless. I’m sorry.” “It’s fine. I’ll go with you.” He comforted the uneasy Susan with a gentle voice before he gave me a meaningful look and left.

___________ Hope you liked it! Love. A

Crack. Shatter. Silence. Or maybe just to my ears.