Novelas y relatos de For Her

She sighed again, she missed her husband. She put lip gloss on her lips. When she was satisfied with her face, she stood up from sitting. She took her white handbag mixed with light pink. She put her cellphone, the lip gloss she used and wallet there. SHe went down and just in time she met one of their helpers at home. "Good day, Ma'am Hera. Your breakfast is ready," the lady smiled at her. Hera frowned at her. "Told you not to call me ma'am, eh."

She pressed her shoulders firmly and smiled at her. Hera chuckled softly, "Motivational speaker." She commented. "Come on, let's get you ready."

I replied with a calm that I didn't know I possessed. "Why?" "This is her dying wish. She wanted to come home, and you're looking right at it." I turned my attention to the grave. "Don't try to move her again." A long stretch of silence followed before he proposed, "I'll set up a headstone. A real one, with her name on it." "And what's her title? 'Here lies Queenie Shayman, the love of my life'?" I chuckled, an ugly, bitter thing. "You'd insult her memory."

The night Lydia Harper's divorce was finalized, Graham Bennett set our divorce papers down next to our daughter's birthday cake. He said, "It'd look pathetic for her to walk out of a marriage alone. I have to go through one with her." Maisie was flushed with fever, and she still hung onto his sleeve and begged him. "Dad, tomorrow's my birthday. Please don't make Mom go." He pulled his arm back. "Be good. Dad's just putting on a show with Ms. Harper for a few days. We'll remarry soon enough." For seven years, every time Lydia made a scene, he came home and tore up my life all over again. Then last night I stumbled onto her second account. "Tomorrow I'm we

Once I am settled, she makes her way to the kitchen. “Whiskey or beer?" she asked and I grin. “Whiskey of course.”I reply and she gives me a smile. “I never knew you were a fan of whiskey.” I comment and Hera casually shrugs. “ I am not, but you are. So I thought about getting a bottle for every time you swing around.” Hera replies and offers me a glass. She has a glass of soda in her hand. I twirl the contents in the glass before taking a sip. “ So,who was that lady?” I finally ask the question I have been itching to get answers about.

▄︻デ══━一 COLTON HAYES💥 She’s beautiful. No, I’m sorry, beautiful doesn’t even cover it. This woman is the most stunning female I have ever come across. Dark skin that practically glows under the sunlight, smooth and rich like the earth itself. Her black hair falls in waves, catching the light like silk, and every inch of her body tells a story. She’s curvy, with just enough softness to make me want to reach out and hold her, and there's a confidence in the way she carries herself that makes my chest tighten.

Oh brotherrr what have I done But she did something unexpected. She leans over and kisses me on the cheek She looks away quickly. "Thank you for everything". I look at her and smile back. "My pleasure".