Novel & Cerita Felicia Day Book

Emma felt shy and agitated, but she also felt slightly excited. She gently closed her eyes. …… When the sky got slightly dark, Felicia carried some groceries and went home. When she opened the door, she heard some sounds coming from the house. She felt surprised. So, she put down the basket, gently walked into the house, and listened around attentively. Yes, it was what she thought! Felicia grinned as she went outside and gently closed the door. Before she walked far away, she met Johnson who came back from work. “Hey, you’re not cooking at home? Where are you going?” Johnson felt puzzled as he asked.

Just two people who want each other. “Felicia.” ‘Come to the guest house. Tomorrow. 2 PM. Just to talk. No cameras, no windows. Just us.’ “I can’t.” ‘You will.’ She was right. I knew it even as I typed the refusal. At 2 PM Tuesday, I knocked on the guest house door. Felicia answered in jeans and a thin white t-shirt—casual, not the seductress from the camera. It was somehow more disarming. “You came,” she said.

Now that he had fallen, everyone who had suffered came forward with company secrets. I did not know who had filed the complaint, but I figured they must have had no other choice. After all, no one would risk their future like that without being pushed to the edge. Nonetheless, I was not surprised that people were eager to kick him while he was down. Then again, it no longer concerned me. I packed my bags, planning to travel with Mom's favorite necklace, and decided to visit our regular restaurant one last time. From a distance, I noticed a strange woman dragging herself along the sidewalk. She was not walking—more like she was crawling.

Felza's blushed, her neck flushed red, “You can't lie, it's written all over your face. You literally called me fat.” “You’re not.” I said, almost seriously, “You look perfect.” “Then I'll excuse you for some time. I have to complete this book.” I stared at the book in her hands, slightly curious, “Is that a dark romance book?” “How did you know?” Felza asked, slightly baffled, “You read dark romance books as well?” she looked rather shocked when I nodded slowly, not tearing my eyes from hers, “I've enjoyed reading books like that for years.” I lied, wanting to impress her. Felza laughed out loud, “What a surprise? Most people hate books like this. What's your favorite?”

Tonight everything seemed so beautiful to Felicia. The sky was clear, and even the city air, which was usually so hot, was soothing tonight. It was like she was living a life of perfection. No one would have thought that this perfect day would turn out to be the worst day for Felicia. A faint smile appeared on her sexy red lips. She looked back at Edward so casually. The expression on Felicia's face was completely unexpected for Edward. And to be honest, this was not what the man had in mind. It was also not the expression Edward wanted at the moment.

He had to find her, no matter what it took. As Joseph's eyes darted around the room, they landed on a book that was half hidden under a pile of papers. He reached down and picked it up, curious to see what it was. The cover was worn and tattered, but he could just make out the words "Diary" written in faded ink. He opened the book, his heart pounding as he turned to the first page. To his surprise, he saw that it was a diary belonging to Felicity. His breath caught in his throat as he began to read. The first entry was dated over a few years, and it detailed Felicity's feelings about her late parents.