Guess I'll Just Die Novelas e Histórias

He paused deliberately, his eyes flickering ever so subtly in my direction. The room fell deathly silent. Everyone waited, holding their breath for the final pronouncement. "Murder." The word hit like a thunderclap, echoing in the shocked silence. Chaos erupted once more, the noise from the reporters deafening, while online, the live stream chat exploded with comments: "Sabrina is dead!?" "No way! How is this possible?!" "Murder? What is he saying? That Arianna and Charles killed her?" "OMG, this is wild!"

After five years of marriage, I found out my husband was in love with my best friend, the same one who stole my fiance. Betrayed by both of them, I decided to fake my death and disappear. There were two days left. After I sent the email, Lloyd Becker walked into the study. Just as I closed the email about my fake death plan, he gently hugged me from behind and casually looked at my screen. “Sending work emails?” “Yeah, just checking some work plans.” I tried to sound natural and smiled at him.

Choking back sobs, he slowly reopened my family’s wounds. “Sylvia, you won’t get to wait for Charles anymore... He’s dead.” The moment those words left his mouth, silence fell. I watched as the look in Sylvia’s eyes shifted from scorn to shock before rage finally took over. “Each one of you really is deplorable in your own ways. “I gave you a day to figure something out, and this is the lie you came up with to fool me?!” I had imagined countless ways Sylvia might react to my death. But I never thought she would not believe it.

“You will serve him until… you… die.” Oh, just kill me!

Now, all I could smell was poison. I took the glass from him and pointed toward the window. “Luca, what’s that outside?” The moment he turned his head, I poured the milk into the thick rosebush by the window. “What? There’s nothing there,” he said, turning back. By then, I had wiped the trace of milk from the corner of my lips and handed him the empty glass. “Maybe I imagined it,” I said. “I’ve been dizzy lately.” Luca took the cup. A flicker of satisfaction flashed across his eyes. It happened so fast that most people would have missed it.

"You'll say anything, won't you? "And on top of that, Scarlett was busy working. You're trying to pin this on her? "Are you even human?" Seth chimed in as well. "Exactly. We don't even know if this person actually died or not, and yet he's pulling this stunt to scare everyone."

On my wedding day, I had just stepped onto the aisle when a ripple of laughter spread through the crowd. "Take it all off, and she's got a body on her! Look at her face, like she's enjoying it!" I turned toward the voices and saw my ex-husband's photos of me blown up across the giant screen. They kept changing, one after another, explicit and impossible to ignore. All around the room, phones were already coming up as people started taking pictures. My hands began to shake. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my mother collapse. Behind Leon Coleman, Allison Fleming slapped her thigh and raised her voice, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Oh, wow. Leon showed these to the guys yesterda

I'm just a mistake, waste of an egg, waste of a sperm, waste of oxygen, waste of water, waste of food, waste of money, waste, just waste, nothing more, nothing better than a waste, a waste where even flies don't come for food, yes I'm that useless I just wanna fucking die but I'm too pathetic, a fucking coward I wish I was never born I don't wanna exist, why me? Out of all people I just wanna die FUCK WHY WON'T I JUST DIE WHY AM I A FUCKING PATHETIC USELESS WASTE OF SPACE... FUCKING TRASH I looked up at Luke changing my mind about sleeping. I opened the TV, put on a random show. I don't know exactly what I want "Are you okay?" Luke asked me, "Do you feel hurt?"

’ I said straight to her face and looked at her in the eye. She is so quiet. I cannot guess what she is thinking. I am waiting for her response. I am not good at reading between the lines, but then she surprised me when she answered; ‘I know.’ she said standing there silently looking straight at me. ‘I already know that you are dead.’ Yellow By Cold Play Look at the stars Look how they shine for you And everything you do Yeah, they were all yellow I came along I wrote a song for you And all the things you do

I couldn't tell "Why the sweets, are you gonna die" I gasped "oh my, you didn't just say that, I thought you were my friend". He closed the box "Never said I was". (OHH I SO LOVE THIS GUY, HE REMINDS ME OF SOMEONE I SHOULD KNOW). "Am gonna pretend I didn't hear that and no am not going to die and I never will...the great news is that am going to be father". He stared at me for a while "Great". (IS IT ONLY ME OR DOES HE SOUND SO COOL ABOUT IT, TOO COOL, NOT HAPPY, NOT HAPPY IN ANYWAY...IT SEEMS LIKE.....