Finding Dory The End Mga Nobela at Kwento

I will have to find a way to get out of the warehouse along with John, leaving Adriano and his men inside. "Tomorrow I will make you suffer. This is the 'beginning of the end' for you Adriano." I inhaled. ~~ end of flashback. The downpour stopped, leaving me and John completely drenched in rain. I cannot believe that we are still alive. We both dragged ourselves as far as possible, from the warehouse, towards the main huge iron door, because walking was impossible with broken bones of the feet and then I took a deep breath and finally removed the necklace from around my neck.

Please eat that” his dirty fingers pushed against hers. He tossed and turned. “Dory, why are you locking me up here? Let me go with you” Troy cried. The last image of her he saw was when he saw the green eyes, with tears in them, and the tears forming over her face. —------- A thick, hollowed silence settles between them while driving.

I felt a deep, bitter disappointment, but couldn’t resist asking the question I had buried in my heart. “You used to date him, didn’t you? You chose me because I was the one most like him, right?” Clara was silent. “Who told you that?” she finally asked. Tears welled in her eyes and spilled over despite herself. I took a deep breath, pulled out my phone, and showed her a video. It had been sent from an unknown number, yet the angle was startlingly clear. In a dimly lit bar corridor, Ethan, probably drunk, was being supported by Clara as they walked outside.

Alex said in awe. “Beautiful lady, can I ask you something?” Alex couldn’t resist asking Dory. “What do I get out of it?” Dory asked. “You can have the pills from earlier,” Alex said. Dory was so happy that she jumped up and down. “A man can’t go back on his words. Ask away. I won’t hold anything back as long as I know the answer. Even if you ask me about the color of Ms. Khloe’s underwear today, I can tell you.”

"So, in a couple of months, you're off to the hospital to have the baby?" With the sweet fruit melting away the bitterness, Helma nodded. "That's the plan. Hey, speaking of plans, you haven't snagged yourself a boyfriend yet, have you, Dory?" Dory was not worried about the future; her biggest dream was simple: excel at her job, save up, and maybe one day buy her own house and car. She quickly clarified her stance, just in case the conversation turned towards matchmaking – a topic she wanted to avoid at all costs.

We danced until dawn. THE END..... THANK YOU

He finally had her. THE END

Perhaps this is… a kind of ending. Raelor closed his eyes. A tear slipped down his cheek, heavy with regret. After the ceremony, I was busy seeing off guests. When I finally sat down to rest, Lyndra approached with a complicated expression and handed me an exquisite wooden box. "Raelor asked me to give this to you. He said he wouldn’t appear openly. He wishes you happiness." She patted my shoulder and left. I remembered he had said he would attend, yet I had not seen him clearly in the crowd.

We are home. THE END

The woman stomped her feet in excitement before hugging them tightly. She had borrowed a computer from Carrie a week ago to look up Dorothea on social media and let her know she was going to Southshire. “Are you our Auntie Dory?” Earl asked. “Yes, Earl. I’m your momma’s best friend.” “Why are we just meeting you now?” Dory looked up at her, pouted, and rolled her eyes, “Because your mom is really good at hiding. She even cuts off connections without a word.” “I miss you, Dory.” Liz wrapped her arms around her best friend who didn’t protest but instead hugged her back tightly, quietly sobbing on her shoulder.