Dahlia Sonic Bloom Novels & Stories

But the smell; burning fabric, plastic, flesh, hit her like déjà vu. She stumbled back, chest heaving. Not again. From the hallway came a final, echoing scream, and then the unmistakable crackle of fire.

"I don't want the grape vines to die." I pitied these vines, which seemed worthless to outsiders. I pitied myself too, who seemed worthless to outsiders. At midnight, Kash sent me home. I stood in the yard for a long time. There were many flowers planted here, almost all of which Jeffrey liked. I picked these flowers in turn and packed them. The tulip was planted after Jeffrey saw the wonderful colors it had. The Daisy, representing purity and love, was brought back by Jeffrey after watching a ballet performance. The Sunflower, with its vitality, was given by Jeffrey when he went to the amusement park.

“Hair up or down? Want my genius opinion?” “Sure.” “Up, with some loose strands, baby’s breath, veil trailing behind… Snap out of it, sad bride. Come on, you’re killing the vibe.” “Look, I’m smiling,” she said, forcing a grin. Dahlia took Todd’s arm as they walked downstairs. “I’m going to cry, Dahlia. I can’t give you away.” “Todd, I’m barely holding it together,” she whispered. “Don’t push me, or do push me down the stairs and then…

Dahlia admitted to Daisy and even frowned her face upon the thought that Lucius was in the same group as her. Daisy sighed deeply and remained quiet for a little while as she was checking to see the encouraging words she was going to say to Dahlia. And after 15 seconds had passed, Daisy immediately said to Dahlia, "Don't think about that, Dahlia. Do you know what I want you to think about? I want you to think about the advantages you're going to get when you eventually win this contest".