Dear Meredith Novels & Stories

Leah smiled and replied, "I'm here to deliver some groceries for Mr. and Mrs. Page." Meredith took a look at the basket by her hand and saw that it was full of freshly plucked greens. She didn't think much about it and just opened the door for her old friend. Meredith told Leah to put the basket in the kitchen and went to pour a cup of water for her. "Have a cup of warm water before you go, Leah. You've grown quite a lot since I last saw you. I still remember that we used to be the same height, but now you're taller than me by a head!"

He asked just as I went into the hallway and into the kitchen. Meredith was facing away from me, pouring lemonade into two cups. She stirred the cup and sighed, her shoulders dropping for a second before she lifted the two mugs. “Meredith?” I asked, my stomach tight. Had the IVF been unsuccessful? Was that why she looked so sad? She looked over her shoulders and smiled, though it didn't spark the light in her eyes. “Hello, Aria. I'm sorry, I didn't know you were standing there.”

Zudith smiled enthusiastically. "Thank You." I thought Zudith was in a hurry, but in fact, she took me around and explained things. Now I feel like she did it on purpose. Zudith said, "Okay, take a deep breath and let it out slowly. You have to remember that we will always be on your side," while patting my shoulder. I didn't understand what she meant, but I followed her into the main building of the WSS mercenary. It could probably be called an office, but it looked like a bar cafe on the inside.

He looked at her and noticed the band-aid wrapped on her forehead and clenched his jaw in regret. " I'm sorry" he finally said but she said nothing. " Is he awake?" He heard his Aunt Linda ask as she entered his room. She was his father's sister and stood as their parent all these years even though they were over five hundred years old. " Yes, Aunt Linda" Meredith said and stepped aside as her Aunt walked past her and smiled at Darren who avoided her gaze. " Good morning Dee," she said casually as usual and both Darren and Meredith looked at her wondering why she was acting so chill about what he has become - an abomination.

Sitting just a little too close… laughing at something only he would get… maybe brushing past him when he walked by… letting my hair fall in a way that caught his eye… I glanced at Mia, who looked mortified but amused at the same time. “You really think you can do it?” she whispered. I shrugged, feigning innocence. “Maybe. But… I do love a good challenge.” Just then, Jeff walked past my row, glancing down at my notebook. My chest tightened, heart hammering. “Miss Anna,” he said, calm and steady, and I nearly swallowed my tongue. “Yes, Professor?” I asked, trying to sound casual.

"Derek is just stressed about the business contracts, and we all know that Emma has a history of being overly dramatic when things do not go her way at home." ​"I do not discuss anything with mistresses who pretend to be childhood friends while stealing other women's children, Vera, so keep your mouth shut before I have the media publish the clinic logs from seven years ago," I snapped back, my words causing her charming smile to vanish instantly as her face turned completely pale under her heavy makeup.

"It seems that the goddess has decided to return Vilicent to Vladimier's side. Please try to show some happiness over that." "Of course I'm happy for him!" Chester said, shooting a glare towards Tristan. "I'm just amazed, as it has been over a hundred years since her passing. How is it possible that she is here now?" "A miracle." Vladimier said instantly. "A miracle that I will treasure for all eternity." At his words, I felt a blush begin to creep up my neck and onto my cheeks. Though I had my memories returned and all the memories I shared with this man, it was still like the first time all over again since it had been so very long.

But I’d developed a new appreciation for friends who came through in a pinch. Meredith stepped back and fished around in her bag for her keys. “I’m out of here, but Newton, call me later, and hopefully I’ll have some news for you. Let me know what your next step is going to be. I’m on board, as long as I have the time between that pancreatitis study and my classes.” “You sure you’re good to drive?” She nodded and started off down the hall. “You know I’m a night-owl anyway. Good night! Or good morning! And congrats!” She waved over her shoulder, and her voice faded away as she rounded the corner of the hallway toward the elevator.

“Thank God.” ****** While I waited for Cole to pick up the video call, I munched on some biscuits Nina had brought up to the first-floor lounge- where I had been spending my time for most of the week- while I downloaded the books Kathy just sent to my phone. We had talked about some books the last time I was at Alexander’s office, and she had offered to send some of her favourites she thought I would love. It had been a short and quite formal conversation, and all that was days ago. I didn’t think she would actually send them.

“She doesn’t get to waltz back in just because her guilty conscience flared up during sunset.” “But she—” “No, Char. You were crying in your own damn villa. For days. And where was she? Nowhere.” My silence must’ve said too much. Meredith softened her tone just a little. “You’ve already got a car outside. A man who’s shown up every day. Who’s made effort. Who hasn’t once made you feel ashamed of who you are or where you come from.” I swallowed. “But—” “No buts. You said you wanted to move on. Then move on. Don’t be that girl who runs back the moment someone writes a cute apology.”