I Can Do It Louise Hay の小説・ストーリー

“It might be safer if you didn’t come in.” “Is that her,” Louise called from the room. “Harper Kirby, get your ass in here right now.” Tommy winced and mouthed sorry at me. I shook my head with a smile and he let me in. “Hey bestie,” I said with a grin. Louise glared at me. “Don’t hey bestie, me,” she growled. “You are absolutely not doing this.” I walked over slowly and she growled again. “One question,” I said, and she looked up at me. “And if the answer is no, then I won’t do it.” She eyed me suspiciously.

"Are you serious…like right now?" Daisy asked as she stared at the clock. "Please." Wade's voice was laced with sadness. "Alright, 32 minutes it is." ************************************************ Moments later, Daisy Hunter is standing in front of the opulent door of Roberto's mansion. She stood admiring the garden and the whole mansion. As she stepped up again to ring the doorbell for the 5th time, the door opened immediately, revealing Mrs Angela, Wade's mom. "Are you the waitress from Splat Burger?" Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter.

Fred. —This wine is really delicious. — said Luciana, Mrs. Lisa smiled at her with true affection. —It's because it's one of our specialties, it's called Frozen Rosé. — Luciana smiled with fascination, Santiago couldn't stop looking at her, he had noticed a special shine in her eyes as soon as they arrived and saw the incredible place. The place was incredible and spacious, it had a large parking lot and parking for many cars. —I love it, I will definitely have our wedding here —Irina said determinedly. - Do you agree? —She asked her fiancé

"You didn't make a mistake, Liam," Hazel said coldly, entirely unfazed by his tears. "You made a choice. You chose to sleep with someone else while I was sitting in our apartment trying to figure out how to pay for our wedding. You destroyed it. Now turn around, get back on the subway, and leave me alone."

I wouldn't blame her, they've been singing Lion King soundtracks ever since they came in here. Don't get me started on their imitation of the monkey in the beginning. " Don't listen to her Louie, she's just jealous" Cheryn patted Louisa's head and smirked at Jenny. " Nuh-uh... Mommy said jealousy is very very bad" Louie scolded and folded her arms to send a disappointed look to Jenny. " Testify angel" Claudette barked in laughter as she applied a layer of concealer underneath my eyes. I was currently getting ready for Mr Reid's event tonight and I'm surprised Hunter wanted me to come in the first place.

CHAPTER FOUR: CONFIDENTIAL CLUES "Can you believe it? Detective Lorraine Leanne Garcia, that's so cool!" Lani beamed as they walk towards their school. "Lani, shh!" Raine shuddered. "What if someone hears you?" "But how can you be a real detective if no one here knows you?" Lani asked. Raine's eyes widened. All she wanted to do is to bring justice to her parents death but as time passes she feels the longing to follow the footsteps of her father.

Professor said as he introduced a new classmate in their class. "Come here, Mister" After the door slid, a man with blonde haired appeared, who was bent over and for a moment, stood up straight, Loki could see he had a figure with similarities to the blonde haired man yesterday." "I'm Louise, nice to meet you all. I’m from France. Hoping we can be friends " Louise said enthusiastically as he vowed his head as gentleman. Girls keep screamed of love and kept stared at how handsome he was. While Loki stunned, her fingers unexpectedly pointed at him.

It's upstairs, on the dresser. Nancy hurried out the door. *You ever mail any postcards from Vegas?" Martin de- manded. No!" "I heard you say loud and clear that you didn't kill these people, but tell me this, Luis, did you know any of them? 9" "Of course not, Man!" That includes Consuela Lopez and da Santiago? What? Because they're Latinos, I should know them: What are you, some kind of an idiot? You know how many Spanish there are in New York?"

As we keep staring at each other, I remember everything she did to me. The poisoned cake. The terrace trap. The video call with the knife at Dad’s throat. The lies and manipulations she did against me. Everything. All the memories are passing through my mind right now, but they don't hurt so much anymore. Just then, Louise shifts on her cot, causing the iron chains on her wrists and ankles to make a small sound. She sighs, looking down at her wrists. And then back up at me. “Is the baby doing well?” She suddenly asks, her voice sounding small and rough like she has not spoken much lately.

“I won’t interrupt.” “Okay, well, I met her at the beginning of the month, so it hasn’t been long, but she intrigued me from the start. She’s quippy and funny and she loves Christmas maybe more than me. She’s really kind and loves kids and when she smiles she radiates this energy that—” “Okay, that’s enough,” Louise said, wearing a grimace. “Get past the goo and tell me the problem.”