Did I Ask Meme Novels & Stories

“Father, I need you to answer this question honestly. How much can you remember the night mum died—” Another question popped up in my head which I’d been dying to ask him so I scratched that piece of paper and asked about it on a fresh one. “You’re being accused of murdering Damon’s Sister after she refused your m arriage proposal. I need to know if this is true or false.”

he says curiously and i start to feel my nerves spike up but still kept calm. "What is your question?" I ask and immediately regret it. "Did you have a mate before me" **************

I want to ask some question regarding something, but I don't think it's the right timing. "Uhmm ... Can I ask something?" Daddy's now looking at me. I notice the wrinkled on his face as he smiled at me. "Sure, hija. What is it?" "Can I invite, Demi here? For sleepover?" They laughed together. Daddy massaged his temple and did not take his gaze away from me. "Yes. You don't need our permission." I laughed too. It felt an ease that way, but it's not totally what I've wanted to ask. I shook at the thought bugging me. There's something wrong, and I find it hard to ask them about this.

I couldn't be sure what she was thinking, so I asked, "Do you know who I am?" "What a dumb question," she replied. "How could I ever forget the one face I hate the most in this world?"

Ah, I will call Annie. Start dialing Annie's number. Ring. Ring. "Hello, what's up,?" Annie from the other line. "Hi, Annie. Are you busy? Can I ask you a question?," I said, quite hesitant. "Yeah, I'm free now. What is it?" she replied. "Please don't laugh at me and please don't ask me any question. I just need your answer. Okay?" I requested. "Yeah, sure. Okay. What is it?" Annie sounding puzzled.

my heart was beating very fast that I thought I would die okay calm down cool down nothing will happen to you "Do you recognize me?" He asked out of the blue of course I do remember him or maybe he doesn't remember me anymore maybe he doesn't it's not like it was such a big deal to him anyway. "Yes" I answered meekly

i asked pointing to the house "Why do you ask ?"he asked "Please just answer me? Did some one live in that house before?"i asked "Yes some one lived there"he said "Who? Tell me more David, tell me who lived there" "I can't tell you that?" "Okay fine just one more question, you just have to say yes or no"I said quickly "The person who lived in that house, was it a girl"I asked and he stood Quiet for a while "I can't answer that question"he replied

"I ... I don't understand what's going on." "You have no memories of your liege?" the Asian woman asked. I shook my head. "My what?"

I looked at him not knowing what to do. ' 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑠𝑘 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑦 w𝑦rite 𝑖𝑡' he told me in a deep emotionless And tired voice. Do I want to ask him something? Oh yeah, I wanted to ask him his name. I quickly wrote it in the diary

“You know how I told you that I was going to work with someone I used to know years ago?” “Yeah, I remember that. So, is this about the person?” “Yes, baby, it is.” “What is it? Do you like him or something? Because it wouldn’t bother me, Mom. It’s okay if you want to get married to him.” “Truth.” I paused, needing a second. “do you remember the times you asked about your dad?” “Yeah, I hardly forget things. Why are you suddenly asking?” she tilted her head to the side and gave me a confused look.