Her Second Chance Cari Novels & Stories

she repeated softly, as though saying it would make it real. “Yes,” Damien said casually, sipping from his glass of wine. “That should be enough to make you comfortable for a while.” Cara swallowed hard. Comfortable? For a while? It was enough to change her entire life. Enough to give her brother a second chance. Enough to finally breathe. But she didn’t let her excitement show. She had to be smart. “I’ll do it,” she said slowly. “But I want half of it upfront.” Damien raised an eyebrow. “Half?”

“Well it doesn’t fucking matter, does it? She decided what I think does not matter, and she is leaving.” “C, it does matter. If you care for her in the way I think you do, then that is worth fighting for. A second chance does not come around every day.” Carter's head all but spun around to focus his attention upon me. His eyes narrowed, as they darkened at the mention of a second chance. “She is not my second chance. There is no bond.” He snarled.

I smiled and entered the car and the door slides down. She did the scary reversal she does that gets me regretting and swearing never to hike a car with her again. “I beg you in the name of God Sandy, not today. I already have a lot skidding my chest, don't want to have another” I held tight to the car seat in fear. She shouted and ignored me as she recklessly sped off the car lot, down the tard road. “Please Cassandra you know I have a phobia for__” “Fuck you!” she squealed excitedly “have fun while you can. No-one is dying anytime soon” she continued driving at her death speed.

Happiness overwhelmed my heart when the moment I set my eyes on her, I heard my heartbeat increasing rapidly against my rib cage calling for her, begging me to hold her in my arms and don't want to leave her ever again. She is so beautiful and has changed a lot. She is a very mature well-grown woman now, not a silly girl I used to know over a year ago. Her curvy body was evidence of her change. When I claimed her lips in my office, I went to heaven. Her taste is still the same like Vanilla and I want more. I want more of her - her everything. Both my body and heart are craving for her. I thought it was my chance to claim her back in my arms until I met her in Karan's school with her daughter

Mr Carter said and Mr Garcia wiped away his tears. "Thank you both. I was broken but you have given me hope. Thank you," Mr Garcia said. "Hey, we all deserve a second chance," Mr Carter said. "Talking about a second chance. Can you do something about my wife? I know she had learnt her lesson and would never walk that path again," Mr Garcia requested.

Locking the front door behind her, she felt very uneasy, pausing to stare for a few moments at the door, praying that her friend would be alright. She sighed heavily as she approached her car, unlocking it and sliding in behind the wheel. After fastening her seatbelt, she started the car and pulled out of the driveway. Sheila pondered her future, acknowledging her desire for a husband and children, but resolved not to desperately search for love, only to end up getting her heart shattered into a million pieces.

I just had to pull through with the connections I had and make the calls I needed to make. They weren’t going to stop me from getting on that flight, not this time. She thought she could leave without me, but she was wrong. I always had my ways. My heart pounded as I waited for the confirmation. The flight to her next destination was booked, but it wasn’t just the flight I was chasing. It was her. I had already lost her once. I wasn’t going to do it again. The call ended, and I looked up, watching the empty street where she had disappeared. I knew she was gone for now, but I would find her. I always did.

But smelling her and finding out the Goddess gave her to me as my second chance was a gift I never expected — a gift I would be forever grateful for, a gift I would treasure and take care of for the rest of my life. I wasn’t lying when I said I was terrified to meet my second chance, although I couldn’t get my eyes off the female who ran from the side of my car toward the front. I was dumbfounded when Giselle’s form took shape despite the baggy clothes she was in.

He almost lost me once; he doesn’t want to lose me again. The kiss he gives me in his car is like no other. Every ounce of emotion pours from his mouth to mine. I smile at him and remind him I'll be coming home to him. When I step out of the car and meet Kayleigh, we throw ourselves at each other and embrace for a few minutes. “Ah, I can’t believe you’re here,” she mumbles into my hair. “It’s so good to see you again. How are you?” I nod with a smile so big my eyes water. “It’s so good to see you too. I’m good. How are you?”

he got up and threw his pants on. I giggled at his excitement, “Ok, I will be here drinking plenty of water!” CI looked in the mirror at myself, so happy. I prayed to God and thanked him for second chances.