Romans & histoires I Am Another Word

I instantly reminded him, because what I despise the most are phrases that have meaning for me but none for him. A word can signify several multiple interpretations. It can also cause confusion, like I am experiencing right now. It causes us to question some things, such as if what he says means anything. One of the things I detest the most is being perplexed by phrases that I'm not sure mean the same thing to him as they do to me.

'That will get us another one. I'm scared to lose now. 'That will get us another one.' I'm scared I'm the problem now. But I guess to him…‘another one’ is the solution—a replacement is the answer.

It was as though he were afraid I might bolt. I stepped back in disgust, widening the distance between us. Then, I replied coldly, "Yes, I'm still alive, thanks to the Moon Goddess."

When I arrived outside Gideon's place, I heard Pixie say, "Liars. Liars." "What if I say I'm actually Maverick? Would you believe me?" I smiled wryly at Gideon, who was standing there with an annoyed expression. "Gideon, are you joking? Or have you fallen for Quincey, too?" With frustration building up, I ignored him and picked up the birdcage before leaving wordlessly. Why was everyone around me acting as though they were possessed? I took Pixie to the park, walking the bird with an elderly man I didn't know. For the first time in a long while, I felt relaxed.

She stubbornly believed I was still throwing a tantrum at her. In truth, I no longer got mad about anything she did.

The rain was pouring, yet I heard every word he said. “You don’t have to answer right now. You can give it a day, a month, or a year to think it through, but I want you to know that someone’s waiting for you, someone who’s waited for you twenty-two years. And from now on, he wants to be by your side.” I looked at him and suddenly recalled that night at the Black family’s annual banquet, when I pushed open the door to find him. He, who was reading in the study, looked up, startled when he saw me.

The other end of the line went quiet. I weakly nodded to myself. Without waiting for her to speak, I uttered, "I understand." That pause was as good an answer as I could have hoped for.

- yes, I can see it clearly - That water is the source of life in this forest, and it is the embodiment of you, a brave girl who does the impossible to achieve her goal, you changed my whole life, you are my angel - I'm nothing without you, you the one who made me do all of this, I felt valuable after meeting you, you made me feel proud with every step I took, you erased my fear and pushed me forward, you were my protector, but now I want to make up for you, I'll be your protector I- Glad all this fear and anxiety is over, now we are together, to infinity - Don't you feel like this is too long? infinity? - Yeah, the word sign is scary - But it's okay if you're by my side - I'm not gonna lea

"If you don't want me to say it, then don't proceed with the donation." "Alright," I answered. Jordan's expression soured. "Hazel, what the hell do you mean?" I smiled weakly. "I still want to behold the world with my eyes. Can't I do that?" Pursing his lips, Jordan stared at me with a gaze as deep as the abyss. "Say that again." "I don't want to give her my eyes." Without a moment of hesitation, Jordan slapped me harshly.

I despise myself too, for turning my back on the gateway to heaven. However, you, you're the one I hate most. You showed me just how pathetic I am and turned my every struggle into a cruel joke. Why can't you just let me be? Why do you have to keep living so well? If I were gone, would you feel even a twinge of sadness? Would you, in the still of the night, remember any of my good? In another life, could it be my turn to love you?] The letter ended with a trace of a tear long since dried.