Ending Of Your Lie In April นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Thіѕ is Aрrіl’ѕ lіfе, Cаrrіе, nоw іѕ the time fоr truth.” “Blаkе, I’m not lуіng. I swear. There’s thе рhоnе, аnd thоѕе аrе thе numbers thаt саmе through while Aрrіl and I were оut. Thеrе аrе ѕіx missed саllѕ! Plus, ѕоmеоnе ѕеnt April a picture оf uѕ dancing аt thе сlub.”

"Okay, fine. His name was Liam." My mind racing, I grilled her with questions. "When exactly? What year?" April's smile began to falter. "Um, it was...freshman year." I narrowed my eyes. "And how long did it last?" April shifted uncomfortably. "A few months." My thoughts whirled. If April had been in a relationship, then why was she crying at night? Was she still hurting from the breakup? I pressed on, determined to uncover the truth. "What happened? Why did you break up?"

Fated to me for all of eternity. HELLO! THIS IS A AUTHORS NOTE. I MADE A MISTAKE IN THE LAST UPDATE BY REFERRING TO APRIL AS A WOLF. THAT'S A MISTAKE. I'M CURRENTLY WRITING TWO BOOKS(ONE IS ON ANOTHER PLATFORM) AND WHILE TRYING TO BEAT DEADLINES, I OFTEN MISTAKE THE TWO STORIES FOR ONE ANOTHER, HENCE THAT MISTAKE. I'M VERY SORRY FOR THAT MIX UP. APRIL IS HUMAN, THAT HAS BEEN THE MAIN PLOT OF THE BOOK SINCE WE STARTED.

I retorted in disbelief. I had stumbled across some of those blogs in the past but had never given it a thought. “Oh, please, Francesco,” April rolled her eyes. “I'm not a kid. Do you think I believe your lies about divorcing Josephine because you both grew apart?” “Get out,” I barked, pointing to the door. “You are clearly not in your right mind.” “One day, you will come to your senses and stop being a simp for that useless gold-digger,” April hollered right back, as she snatched her bag off the couch.

The time ahead would be mine and mine alone. The End

Both women sat with straight backs, their hands clasped tightly on their laps. Across from them, April sat alone, her shoulders slightly hunched, as though the weight of what she was about to say had settled on her spine. Her fingers fidgeted with the edge of her blouse, knuckles white, as she summoned the courage to speak about everything. She wasn't leaving anything out anymore. No more lies. "First, Mia," April began, her voice soft, almost trembling. "I'd like to apologize to you... for everything." Mia's brows knit in concern. She opened her mouth to respond, but April's expression was pleading. Still, Mia interrupted gently, "You don't have to apologize for anything, April. I already f

I sure didn't say anything when she was fooling around with Colin! I raised my voice, fed up. "Damn it! Then why don't you let me sleep with you, huh?" "When did I ever say that?" she shot back. I gritted my teeth. "Stop lying through your teeth!" "If you want it, fine! I bet that's all you think about in your dirty mind! I'll give you what you want today!" she said, pulling off her jacket and kicking off her high heels in one fluid motion. She swung her long leg up and climbed right onto my bed, then started unbuttoning her shirt.

Something sharp. Cole’s hand curled into a fist so tight I could almost feel the crescent moons his nails carved into his skin. He forced a swallow, then a smile that looked more like it belonged to a predator about to strike. “Hello,” he said evenly, though his tone carried venom. “You’re late.” I shifted beside him, instinctively rubbing my arm. Wasn’t everyone else late? Cole had told me Lloyd was already here earlier in the day. Was that a lie? Did they still share a private connection—something twin-born and eerie?

Now if I could just figure out what was going on with the finances of this place I would be doing a lot better. I hear the office door close and the lock being turned. I can feel the smile spread across my face as the smell of chocolate chip cookies fills the air. I hear the blinds being closed. The overhead light is turned off leaving just the small desk lamp as a source of light. I lean back in my chair and swivelled to face my very sexy and by the smells of it very horny mate. The fact that we haven’t had time to have some fun between the sheets time in almost four weeks has not been helping either concentrate on all this mess. I watch as April stocks across the room slowly removing the l