Dear Meredith Novels & Stories

She muttered. With that, I walked with her into their office elevator. I had known Mrs May before the demise of my parents. She was not only our family's personal lawyer but also my mum’s friend. A few minutes later, we arrived at Mrs May's office. "You’ve just laid your grandmother-in-law to rest today, that of course must make you feel sad, but why do I feel there's something more weighing down on your mind?" She muttered and a sad smile spread across my lips.

I lit the charcoal brazier and closed the windows and door. I muttered to myself, "Mom, Dad, Ricky, and my two unborn children… I'm coming to join you." As soon as the wedding banquet ended, Damien hurried home without a moment to spare. Noticing that I had shut myself in, he wanted to explain what he had said earlier. However, no matter how hard he knocked, I didn't open it. Finally, I heard him order his men to break it down. The moment the door swung open, he saw something he never wanted to see in his life.

Translation: The dress is too tight, probably see through in sunlight, and makes you look like you're desperate for attention. I pressed my lips into a tight smile. “Thanks you, you look equally stunning too and I see little Johnny over there is having the fruit pops. That's good.” I glanced at her son who was devouring some of the fruit pops. I knew that'd spite her. “Fruits?! Oh my god—he’s on a low-fructose protocol! His nutritionist explicitly said berries only, and only if they’re organic and shade-grown!”

“You’d be surprised.” Silence fell like a guillotine. Then she reached into her handbag and pulled out an envelope. “I’m not asking to take him,” she said. “But I will not be erased from his life.” I didn’t take the envelope. “Why now?” I asked, voice cracking slightly despite myself. “After seven years of silence. Why now?” Meredith hesitated. Just barely. And for the first time, something human flickered across her face. “I’m sick.”

young. A lot of scheming ideas quickly ran through her mind as she now stared with excitement at him. But suddenly, she recalled his words. "Mr Garrett, it's a pleasure to meet you." Meredith started, smiling fawningly at him. "I apologize for my behaviour earlier, I didn't think my late father would have let an outsider have his Will. The other Mister beside you must be Barrister Grey, his lawyer. Nice to meet you two gentlemen." She paused and glanced around the audience of relatives, her eyes briefly hanging on Mia before she returned her attention to Aziz.

Meredith studied the look on his face and demanded, "Do you not believe that Nia will get better? You don't believe me either, do you?" "Merelyn…" Zade felt sorry for her but he had to remind her, "Nia is already gone. You need to accept this." With a loud clang, Meredith dropped the pot of roses on the floor. "No…" Shaking her head as tears rushed out of her eyes, Meredith cried, "you're lying. Nia is not dead. She's not dying!" "Merelyn…" "Don't talk to me, you liar!" Staring at him, Meredith slowly came back to her senses and realized the fact that Nia was no longer with her.

The two continued chatting for a little bit more until Cyril decided to finally leave to meet Clarice. *** “Ugh! That guy… He’s not going to ditch me again, does he?” A young lady in her twenties muttered as she stared at the cup of tea that was just served to her. She has shoulder-length brown hair and wears a cream-colored hairpin on the left side of her head. She appears to be an office lady and was out here in the to have a break from her work. “I’m really going to strip and tie him up if he does it again!”

"Do we have any new ones today?" Meredith asked as she went over some of the paperwork that greeted her once she got to CRISIS. She'd quietly worked her way up from volunteer to director. She wasn't sure how that had happened, but she knew that things were getting done, and that's all that anyone cared about.

Merliah's POINT OF VIEW -------------------------- It's Monday again, and I can only say one thing… “F*ck you, Monday.” I stretched and sighed for a moment. Today we are moving to Maui, the condo just behind the university. I'm too lazy to go in today, that's why I hate Monday. But good thing because I will be liberated starting today. I am excited to have a pajama party with lore and my trusted friends. Then I got ready and dressed for university. As I passed through the hallway, I met the dean. We looked at each other but he averted his eyes first.

We all looked at him having a puzzled look on our faces. "It seems he got his memories back and his behavior is saying the same when I asked him some random question. He was quite rude." Dr. Philips informed us and I froze on my spot. I don't know whether to be happy nor be Sad. 'What if he forgot Sheila?' The question popped into my mind making me groan internally. "Dr. Philips by chance did he ask anyone particular?" I asked hoping he would have asked but the hope in my face faded when Dr. Philips shook his head slowly.