Ej And Gina Hsmtmts Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

Just… friendly conversation. “Wow,” I muttered under my breath. “Wow what?” Gina’s voice made me jump as she plopped into the seat next to mine. “Nothing,” I said quickly, shaking my head. Her eyes narrowed, gleaming with curiosity. “Was that Jonathan? You two looked like you were actually civil for once.” “We were,” I admitted. She grinned. “You know, I think he’s really in love with you.” “Gina, please,” I said, rolling my eyes.

"Who was it Zenia? Who did you slept with?" "I slept with him, Jasmine." "You slept with who?" "I slept with EJ." "WHAT?!" She paced back-and-forth like a crazy person. "And he doesn't remember you?" she asked. I shook my head no. Of course he doesn't remember me. e wouldn't want anything to do with me if he remembered me.

she sighs again. "Gianni, just eat please. It's not healthy, you feeding EJ, you need food" she says sternly before bringing EJ to me and letting me say goodbye before I know it they are gone. How long ? How long before I am okay again?

Before they could reply, he pulled me out. It's been three hours now and we spent our time talking about our highschool and college. How we met, how we left. We were all here, Quincy and I, Ethan, Caleb, Edward, Stephan, Jack, Minho, Nina, Katie, Nika and Gia. Gia is pregnant for her second child with Minho.

I knew them instantly. “She looked like she’d seen a ghost,” Gina was saying, keeping it low. “I’m glad he’s finally backing off. She needs to breathe, you know? Just be a regular student again without all that Hemisphere weight crushing her.” “I know,” Jess sighed. “But did you see him? He looked totally fine. Like, he doesn’t even care that he ripped her heart out. Typical Alpha crap. They just move on to the next thing.” My fingers tightened on the locker handle until the edge bit into my palm. I care, I wanted to scream across the hallway. I care so fucking much it feels like I’m dying inside.

"Gina changed for me. She's kind and innocent deep down. But look at you. Over the three years we've been together, you've just become more calculating." The live chat was rolling. 'Whoa. She nailed the innocent act. She was still partying at a club last night!' 'More importantly, she gave Jesse HIV! She's evil.' Jesse once again slid the new divorce papers toward me. "Cut the nonsense. Sign it." Just then, his phone rang, and he got up to answer it on the side. Only Gina and I were left in the living room. The innocent look on her face vanished immediately and was replaced with smug provocation.

Chapter Hundred-Ten Gina or Kiara Elena Gina instantly rushed into my room, her eyes stung with tears. "What's wrong, Gina? Are you okay?". I rasped as she shook her head, racing to the bed. "Talk to me, Gina. What happened?". I prodded as I rushed after her to my bed, taking the seat beside her. "Is Ethan, he doesn't love me, Elena. He wanted to plainly reject me". She murmured, crying bitterly.

"Get some rest. I'll be back later." Once he left, I breathed a sigh of relief and pulled out a phone hidden under my pillow. After some thought, I texted Gina. [Do you seriously think you've won? You're nothing but a joke. As long as I'm unwilling, Levi will never choose you.] I silently prayed that Gina would put on the show of her life. Half an hour later, Gina stormed into my ward. Seeing me in bed, she mocked, "Caitlyn, do you think being Mrs. Robbins makes you special? You'll never have his love, but I'm different. One word from me, and he'll drop everything—including you!"

] Just now: [I'm coming to see you. I smiled. I typed back: [No need. I'll see you next week at your match.] After a long time, two messages arrived. [Okay.] [Don't play me.] *** Over the next month, Scott paraded Gigi around in public, openly flaunting their affair. Like two teenagers drunk on love. The almighty Scott Fletcher let her drag him to street food stalls, snap silly photo booth pics, and kiss under the Bali sunset. Even followed her to an esports match—one featuring Joel Arnoult.

Joanne’s attention shifted toward me, and a thin smile curved her lips as though she had already judged me before I even spoke. “You should meet Kyle’s wife,” she said lightly, though there was something sharp hidden beneath her tone. Gina's appearance and demeanor were far from what we usually see in Crimson Pack. Her fashion sense alone is enough to make headlines.” The mention of me tightened something in my chest. Before I could lower my gaze, Gina looked up from her phone. Her eyes locked onto mine with cold amusement, silently measuring me from head to toe.