Enid #wednesday Novels & Stories

But a scratch sounds on the other side before her voice comes on again. “Enid, think about what you are doing properly. Are you home? I am coming there right now to see you.” "It is late, Mom." My feet lead me into my huge bedroom, and I saunter into the bathroom, placing the phone on the mirror through the suction at the back. "We can talk tomorrow after the wedding. And if you don't mind, you can come around to the courthouse to be one of the witnesses. How great will that be?" “Enid!”

Enora: It was Thursday, and I was so happy that the week was coming to an end. Today was the second-to-last proceeding of Nathan's case, and the case was going to end on Monday. Finally, I would be able to spend some time with him, and the week wouldn't be so lonely.

My breath caught. I followed the path slowly pulse roaring in my ears. The living room opened up candles flickering on every surface soft golden light dancing across the walls. And there in the center stood Enid. He was dressed simply dark slacks white shirt sleeves rolled to his elbows the sling still on his right shoulder but he stood tall steady eyes locked on me. No suit, no flash just him. “What’s going on?” I asked voice cracking as I stepped closer. “Why didn’t you pick up my calls?”

She was the calm, normal one of our trio, the kind of girl who actually remembered to pay the electric bill. "Let me see your nails?" Darla asked, lounging on the beanbag chair with a cigarette she wasn't supposed to be smoking inside. I showed her my tips—bright red with tiny white hearts on the ring fingers. "They're fucking fire, Enid. They better look perfect for when William pops the question and slides a rock the size of a grape on that finger tonight." "You really think he will?" I asked, my stomach doing little backflips.

“Aiden, are you even serious right now? Founder’s Night is barely three weeks away and you still can’t make up your mind if you’re going or not?” Mitz muttered with a shake of her head. “It’s Founder’s Night! This could literally be the highlight of our entire year, not to mention the only chance we’ll have to blow off steam after all the crap we’ve been through!”

' All the other princes were envious but their positions restrained them very much and they couldn't do anything now that people had been picked. Then the eunuchs escorted the women back to the entrance of the forbidden palace where their carts were waiting. One head eunuch also informed them that they would have to enter the palace again in about one month for the ceremony. During this time, the palace would send them materials to embroider their wedding dresses. Du Xiang and Er Lin could only wear pink whilst Tea could wear red.

They were all nice, but I didn’t need them anymore. Fireworks lit up the night sky, filling the air with warmth and celebration. I glanced at the calendar and realized it was almost time for the new year. With the fireworks, a new year and a new life began for Enid Winter.

“ But nevertheless, people still flock around him because of his influence, and they always hope to get invited to that inner carcus party which I think holds on the third Friday of every month” “ The party holds on the third Friday of every month?” I asked, my voice raised a little. “ Yeah, according to the girl I asked”, Francis responded. “ The third Friday of last month was how many weeks ago?” I asked, looking at no one in particular. Cole brought out his phone and probably checked his calendar. “ That was three weeks ago”, he said, still peering into his phone. “ When is the speculated date for the death of Miss Edwina?” I asked, still lost in my illusion, or was it an illusion?

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Drew asks me. "It's Wednesday," I simply state and Drew nods in understanding. Little curious Cassandra lifts her dark brows. "What's Wednesday mean?" Before I have the chance to tell her that it's none of her business, Drew replies, "Every other Wednesday night, Crayvin here, has dinner with his parents." Cassandra's expression changes. Her eyes darken but flicker with a tiny spark and the corners of her thin lips curl upwards. "What?" I grunt, annoyed with the full-on smirk she now wears.