روايات وقصص ضمن I Found You Lisa Jewell

“Thanks for your concern, but it’s my own business. Is this all you wanted to say?” Liam took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. “I know you don’t want to hear this from me. You probably think I have no right to tell you what to do. But I found out something that I had to tell you. Even if I hadn’t run into you today, I would have sought you out.” Julissa frowned and waited for him to continue. “I looked into Scott… and found something you might be interested in.” Julissa scoffed. “You really have too much time on your hands.”

she said and for the first time in the last five days I felt hopeful. “So, what good will it do Matthew?” Lisa asked. “We can find Howard with this,” I said holding the phone. “And if we find Howard,” Krystal said. “We find Zara,” I whispered.

her eyes widened in shock. "What is it?" I asked. Liza's eyes brightened as she rushed towards me and gripped my hand, bouncing on the balls of her feet, "Oh my god Ezzy! I think I got something! or someone or whatever but holy shit! I think I found another clue!" she giddily said to me. I frowned as my body got shook back and forth before tugging my hand away, "what the hell has you so excited all of a sudden?" "There's another statue!" Liza blurted.

That’s it! "Lily, how the hell did you find me?" I asked rubbing my temples. If one more person shows up in this backyard I'm going to explode "That's easy! I used your picture from the security cam at the house and hired a private investigator. With money you can find anyone. At first he couldn't find you like you didn't exist. But then your face turned up on some security cam at a shitty motel here. So I drove here, showed your picture to some teen boys and they said you would probably be at this raging party!" She told me excitedly. There is something wrong with this girl

"Yes, that's right! I'm at Block H. Of course the photos I sent to you are real. Everyone knows I'm Celia Jewell, the most beautiful student in my major!" … I was speechless. It was one thing for her to go around flirting and seducing men, but she even stole my photos and identity to keep her guys on the hook. Once she was done sending out her voice messages, Lisa stretched in satisfaction. Still wearing my dress, she admired herself in the mirror, not forgetting to take a few sultry selfies either. When she was done, she checked the time before quickly getting out of my dress. She stuffed it back into the closet and did a sloppy job of tidying up my desk a little before waltzing out of the

Time. But how did Lisa know what happened today? When I’d opened my eyes, she hadn’t been there. “Lisa,” I began hesitantly, “how do you know all this? I didn’t see you when I woke up.” She gave me a small, almost amused smile, as if she’d been expecting the question. “I was at the library,” she said. “I’ve been researching answers for your… situation. Trying to figure out what’s causing all of this and, more importantly, where I can find the ingredients for your cure.”