Every Last Secret 소설 & 이야기

Vince asks as Lester gives him a cheeky grin. “Something my assistant is going to help me with” Lester smiles. “This is top secret; you can’t even tell Tiffany what we are about to do” he adds, opening the envelope and pulling out the piece of paper inside to reveal its contents. Vince’s eyes grow wide when he reads what was on the paper. “What do you need me to do?” he asks, smiling he gets to help Lester with revealing the sex of the baby.

SUMMARY I have a secret. I’m in love with my best friend, but I’ve never told her. Sharing feelings is right up there with all-time terrible things. Instead of saying it, I show her how I feel every day. I watch Big Brother with her. We have scary movie night. I hold her hair when she’s puking. That’s love in my books. Only…she’s not been the same recently, and I don’t know how to fix it. I hope she knows I'd do anything for her.

He re-emerged with an old worn leather book, Alissa could see slips of paper sticking out of it. He placed it on the table and opened it. “This, is our biggest secret, you must never tell a soul unless they come to you in this trouble.” He pushed the book towards her pointing to a yellowed piece of paper that had been stuck to the page. Alissa read the fading ink

He promised me, he had promised to leave all his illegal work behind. No my Ansh, my Ansh can’t do this to me. I trust him, I trust him with my life. ‘That is why you are still hiding,’ her inner self mocked as her throat ran dry. ‘I know my Ansh will prove me wrong,’ I said to myself as beads of sweat rolled down my spine. The cold chill of terror is not helping at all. I curled myself to the side on the floor of the car so that his graze does not land on me; he drove for a full 30 minutes before he stopped. And walked out of the car.

Why was it the last secret? Alexander slammed the journal shut and the sound was loud. His eyes were burning with anger. He looked at Eleanor. "The key, " he said in a low voice. "What is James talking about Eleanor? What secret did he hide?" Eleanor was scared of Alexander's intensity but she was also very scared of what she had just learned. James had not just been watching; he had been making things happen.. Now with the mention of a last secret and a safe deposit box she felt a cold dread. What other surprise was waiting for them ready to ruin the peace they had just started to find?

Chad cleared his throat. “They can ask all the questions that they want, it doesn’t mean I have to answer them.” Mya looked at Chad. Everyone had a lie or secret. It was naïve to think otherwise. In the case of Amy, she had one skeleton in her closet. To say that Mya was after revenge wouldn’t be wrong. Everyone needed to be taught a lesson. Secrets broke families and friendships. It made no sense to have them. If everyone could be honest the world would be a better place.

The bear gave a little curtsy at that and clicked play on the tablet once again. “One last thing?” “You’re certainly demanding, let’s hear it.” She teased, but her glee was evident. “I LOVE YOU, ARIA GRAY!” Aria gasped and the bear backtracked from the room, the screen displaying one last message. “I’ll see you soon.” “What just happened?” Hazel asked slowly and Aycin smirked inwardly, all the women in the room were in a daze. Trust his brother to dazzle the crowd wherever he goes. “I have no idea.” She whispered airily.

"Go in first and open the last page of the document that will be laid out on our dining table later. Only after you've seen with your own eyes the condition written there by the late Alex will you be free to decide whether you can let go of my last name." As he spoke, two restaurant waiters opened the large glass door before us, revealing the opulent, silent interior. I could only step through the door with my heart pounding wildly, tormented by an overwhelming curiosity about the final secret my late ex-husband left behind.

"You've had six months, Mia. Six months to find an answer, if you actually wanted one badly enough. And now, right when things start feeling real between us again, suddenly you're desperate to know. I can't help wondering if some part of you likes keeping it open. Because as long as nobody knows for sure, you get to keep hoping it's mine." The room behind us had gone quiet enough that I knew, even before I turned my head, that the words had carried further than the hallway. Something in my chest cracked wide open, because he'd said it, out loud, in front of everyone, the exact secret hope I'd never told a single soul, not Priya, not my mother, not anyone, the quiet, guilty wish I'd buried so

And then, at the very bottom of the box, we got to my diary. The one that I had hidden in a secret compartment in the dresser that I thought my mother knew nothing about. The one that I had written in about the bullying and abuse that I suffered. The one that I had confided some of my darkest and deepest insecurities. Ashley saw my face and frowned. “Jenna?” “It’s my … my … my d-d-d-d-iary,” I whispered. “It’s here. Which means she found it. Which means… she read it.”