Don't Throw It Out Novels & Stories

Why did Hendra get to that point. "What do you keep saying?" "Yes I do not permit Ar." Anjani's answer makes Arsya sigh of relief. Arsya walks to the corner of the room, then puts Hendra's toy box in the trash can. It didn't make Anjani stay still, he took back the toy that Arsya threw in the trash can. "Ar, the gift of that person should not be discarded. It's called disspect." "I can buy better than that for Jeno," Arsya said.

However, it was just annoying now. I did not pay her any attention and just started to pack up the couple-themed gifts I had bought, tossing them into the trash. She froze for a second, then dashed over to me. "Why are you throwing these out?" I smiled, sidestepping her attempt to stop me. "You said not to touch the stuff you bought, so I didn't. I can still throw out whatever I bought if I want to. What's the problem?" While talking, I slipped off the engagement ring from my finger and chucked it into the trash can.

"Did you throw it out?" "What if I did?" "You can't. What if someone sees it? It's a gift from Navy." "So you want to keep it?" he said, his voice a tight squeeze. Then he rolled us over so he was on top. "That's not what I said." "Then what did you say?" I sighed. I hadn't planned to use it, but I couldn't just throw it away, either. I had thought about hiding it in the back of the closet and forgetting about it. Now he was acting like I was planning a happy life with a piece of purple silicone.

“Don’t ever do that again in your life.” Now get out! I grabbed the necklace box and shoved it back into his hands. “Take this and leave. I don’t want it.”

"A lot. It's always good to keep you and Sunny healthy. Besides, someone has to make sure you two aren't living off junk food and sweets." At that, Sunny and I exchanged glances. Our expressions alone were enough to say, She knows. Mom sighed and placed her hands on her hips. "Don't even think about denying it." Sunny scratched the back of his head while I quietly looked away. Yeah, we are guilty. "Anyways, leave your bag here, and hurry up now," she added. "Alright," I said as I took the basket, left my bag, and leave the house. If I'd known, I would've just asked Clara to come with me earlier to return this basket.

"Don't tell me this is all because of this?" "It's all because of this," I said flatly. His jaw tightened. He hurled the scarf back into the trash and got up, pacing the room. "How many times do I have to tell you? Me and her, it was just an act!"

"Do what." "Steady the tray. I had it." "Your hands were shaking." He says it plainly, no accusation in it, no pity either. Just an observation, laid flat on the table between us. "Wasn't going to make you say something about it if you didn't want to." I don't know what to do with that. Most people either ignore it entirely or make a production out of asking if I'm alright, and either reaction usually leaves me more exhausted than the tremor itself. This is neither.

"Why don't you take this back?" James raised his eyebrows. "The things I bought, even if they don't fit, I'll just throw them away, there's no such thing as taking back. But this..." He pointed to the mobile phone that Elizabeth had just put away. "I don't intend to throw it away. You take it with you." "Ah?" Elizabeth shook her head. "I... I don't like this phone very much."

Max's eyes flickered with a hint of nervousness, but he quickly concealed it and casually remarked, "That one? Hmm, not sure. Maybe it got thrown away with the old clothes when we were tidying up?" "Thrown away? I was planning on wearing it," I retorted.

Serenity said on purpose, “It’s a pity to throw them. It’s someone else’s thoughtfulness and effort, after all. The person might even deliver something again tomorrow.” Zachary said, “Seren, stop teasing me now. I don’t accept clothes given to me by other people. Throw them. Throw all of them! I’ll tell Sam not to accept anything I never instructed him to beforehand if anyone sends stuff over again. Nothing can be kept. We’ll throw all of them away!” “If you throw the items and the sender doesn’t know about it, she might think you accepted them and start giving you something every day. I think you should return the things to her to tell her that you’ll neither be touched by her gifts nor acc