Did I Ask Meme Novels & Stories

“Don’t be. I was still very young when his death happened and over the years I lost all my memories of him” “Wanna know anything else?” He threw my words back at me after another moment of silence and I laughed, thinking of what else to ask him. “Do you have a mate?” I blurted before catching myself. Out of all the questions I could have asked him. I choose to ask that one. What is wrong with me and mates? Why do I keep asking about that? I expected Grey to question my interest in mate but he didn’t. And I know it’s because this was the first time I was asking about it. Sheila would have eyed me if she was here.

Kneeling before her, I begin to fold. I can feel her eyes on me, watching me attentively. I want her to know I am angry, so I keep my frown on. "Have you remembered anything?" She asks. My gaze flashes to her. Although I am annoyed I shake my head. AMA has asked this question almost every month. "Not your parents? Or the Ash? Your true name perhaps?" She prods. I shake my head again. I am getting tired of these questions. I have no recollection and my head hurts sometimes when I think too hard.

, well why me? Vickii- Ok ok wait … I’ll answer your all questions one by one !!!, well you also belong to my community ..and.. Rickz- And ? answer me , well one more question – why you want to help me ? till now except my parents no one was on my side ?? huh .. I doubt you …

ask Karim directly with the main question. "I'm sick," Dita answered a little lying. When in fact, Dita takes care of the sick. Karim, Dew, and Iqbal shook their heads in disbelief. "It might not hurt. Just answer the truth." "Actually, maybe this includes privacy but there is one thing that makes us curious."Iqbal spoke up. "You can ask."Dita again allowed. "Is Dita's sister married?"Iqbal asked making Dita's eyes bulge.

I said, mocking him “I knew it! I visited you this morning but my mom said you are already discharge. Where are you now? Are you okay? Wait, how did you know my number? Are you my stalker?” His questions are fast and too many, all I can do is to sighed “can you please ask one question at a time?” I said “sorry” he said I answered every question he threw; even in call he is still noisy He was amazed when I told him that I memorized his number “wow, how you could still remember it?” “still in the brain” I answered He laughed so hard “yeah, good answer” “are you not going to visit me? It is been a week since I last saw you”

My face turned from pink to red. He chuckled. It was so rich. "You look cute when you do... That." It only got redder, control yourself! I'm trying! "Thank you." "What's your answer?" He asked. What was he talking about? The answer of what? "You've forgotten? Is your IQ that low?" He asked. Damn him! I scowled. "Excuse me! My IQ is just fine-" he cuts me off. "Really?" He asked raising an eyebrow. My scowl deepened. "And you don't remember what we were saying earlier."

I don’t want Miranda to turn me into a frog just because I asked such an innocent question. People around me are no fun. They all are so serious and big and proud and arrogant and old and experienced and Alpha King Cain Reyes like and - I need to think of some more words, but the heat of Miranda’s gaze is burning the side of my face. “ What do you want? ” I sigh out, all funny thoughts leaving my mind at once. “ You still can’t remember anything? ” She asks me a weird question. I glance at her and push myself on my elbows to get a better look. What is she talking about? What am I supposed to remember?

There was probably a little alcohol in the meal I ate or as it the caffeine from earlier? I couldn't decipher where I got the courage to ask Min the question I asked him. He seemed to have not heard and if I kept quiet he was going to remember the question and I couldn't let that happen. "Do you want peas?" i asked. "Peas?" he asked. "Yeah, chick peas, do you want that?" i asked. "Nope. I am pretty full and just want to sleep," he said.

"Are you worried about me, or do you find me annoying?" Vicky twitched slightly, surprised by his perceptiveness. Vicky held his fingers, stared into his eyes, and finally asked the question she had kept buried in her heart. "Tyler, have you...remembered everything?"

Marissa pov: “DO YOU STILL LOVE HIM?” MY FATHER ASKED ME, THEY ALL TURNED TO ME, WAITING FOR MY REPLY. “WHAT IS LOVE? MUMMY” LEVI ASKED CURIOUSLY, BITING INTO HIS FOOD, I TURNED TO HIM AND SMILED, STROKING HIS HEAD.