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I chuckle even louder as yes. Hudson's POV: I'm in Kerem's room finally wearing my pyjamas and looking with Defne at the pictures we made today with my phone. Kerem is on all pictures next to Meredith and Defne noticed that. "They look pretty together right?" I say to her and smile playfully at Kerem who's sitting on his desk. "Yes, and Meredith is really pretty. Right Abi?" Defne asks playfully Kerem. But he just rolls his eyes while Defne and I laugh.

See you later mom Love you. Please be careful I don't want anything to happen to you my Mom said while pecking my forehead. Aww I'm not a child mom I will be sixteen in three months time I said while cleaning my forehead. You will always be a child to me... Be careful!!!! I heard before zooming off

I don’t know but it feels like we do have this awkward presence for each other and we both don’t know how to make it not an awkward one. “Why did you argue with Primo?” My head was occupied at that moment they fought over me. I still don’t know why and I want to know why they did it. “He’s just an annoying and arrogant peasant who pissed me.” Doom buries his face in the pillow. I replied, “Correction, he doesn’t look like a peasant for me. He’s a company holder and a future CEO.” “But he looks one. Tss,” Doom glared at me. I chuckled to tease him. “Okay, fine! But why were you arguing? And why did you murmur my name earlier?”

I bent low, voice rough as I whispered against her ear, a vow meant for no one but her. “Mate. Lunaris. Mine.” ———- The doctor worked in silence, sweat dripping from his brow as he stitched wounds, wrapped ribs, and forced shallow breaths back into her lungs. I stood like a shadow at her side, unmoving except for the tremor of my fists. Every time she whimpered, my wolf clawed at me, desperate to tear down the world for hurting her. At last, after what felt like hours, the doctor sagged back, wiping his bloody hands on a rag. “She’s stable. Weak, but alive. Her body… it’s fighting.”

Тургенев, Рудин. КНИ́ГА, -и, ж. 1. Произведение печати (в старину — также рукопись) в виде сброшюрованных, переплетенных вместе листов с каким-л. текстом. Книга большого формата. Толстая книга. Раскрыть книгу. □ [Аночке] предложили посмотреть книгу с картинками. Федин, Первые радости. || Сочинение, произведение более или менее значительного объема, напечатанное отдельным изданием или предназначенное для него. Интересная книга. Написать книгу. □ Наталья должна была каждое утро читать исторические книги, путеш ествия и другие назидательные сочинения. Тургенев, Рудин.

she responded in an irritated tone and slammed the file on the table. She then looked at the time and sighed. "It's indeed late," she muttered. She got up and stretched her arms, finally preparing herself for rest but her phone rang again. This time it was Naveen. She picked up the call. "Yes, Naveen?" "There's a problem, Miral," Naveen spoke in a worried tone. "What happened?" She questioned. "One of our dealers called me a few moments ago," he muttered. "So?" "His top most consumer. His son has mistakenly inhaled the drugs and has fallen seriously ill. He is complaining that the drugs aren't of proper quality," Naveen spoke in a worried tone.

"You already had Magnolia Woods bugged. You said Fitzgerald was there. Are you on it?" "Yes. The nurse, Mack?" "That big guy," I said, recalling the video feed from Adelaide's room. "He woke with a whopping headache. Though his memory is fuzzy, he's certain there was a doctor who came in to get Alex's mom, but the video footage doesn't corroborate his story. If they'd do a toxicology screen, they'd know he was drugged. They haven't and pretty soon it will be too late. They seem to have taken the footage as unaltered. Not surprisingly, the facility administrators are more concerned about their reputation than his story.

Paula says as she entwined her arm in mine. "Should I ask my dad for a donation to the charity?" Irina asks. "Yes please." Paula says. "The charity is a fund for kids with cancer who can't afford treatment." I say explaining. The school bell rings and we say bye to Irina and Paula and I head to class. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

He whispered the last part, like he was afraid Alicia might hear him. Terry chuckled in disbelief. "Dark magic?" Terry raised an eyebrow looking at Drumbo, then back at Alicia who was rubbing her laps looking at him. He smiled. "I have no problem with that Drumbo and..." He was cut off by a call on his phone. "Who the fuck is calling me?" He hissed. He looked at the screen, rolling his eyes before answering the call. "Torento doesn't want you calling unless you've got good news." "We found the motel they're staying in." At hearing this Terry sat up quickly in attention.