Romans & histoires I Love Amy Bibi

I tired calling her a few times to find out where she is, but her number never went through. I still find it hard to believe that a woman who loved me so hard, so much so that I know she would be willing to lay down her life for me if it came to that, could shut off her emotions so suddenly, and disappear into thin air like I meant nothing to her. Hearing Amy tell me that she’s in love with me soothes my bruised ego, at least a little bit, although I probably shouldn’t believe anything she says, after all, women are not trustworthy creatures by any means.

my friend replied enthusiastically. I rolled my eyes as soon as she mentioned shopping. I didn't feel like leaving my bed, my house, for that matter, for anything. "How's it going with Ivan, Amy?" I changed the subject. My friend suddenly fell silent, lowering her gaze, and she was blushing. I sat up on the bed when I saw this reaction; I was worried because this wasn't like her at all. "What's wrong, Amy?" "I love him, Minnie. I love him," she suddenly told me, looking at me with cheeks as red as tomatoes.

"She'd like you. I already told you that. But she'd like this specifically. That you listen. She had no patience for men who didn't listen." I looked at her profile. "I listen to you," I said, "because you say things worth listening to." A pause. "I don't extend that broadly." She laughed quietly. "I know. I've seen you in meetings." "To be fair, most meetings—" "Don't say it." "Most meetings are not worth the room they're held in."

“Amy, Nash’s fiancée…someone shot her, Bianca…while they were leaving the pub…” Bianca sat up as the full horror of what Mal had said dawned on her. Amy, with the dark hair and the shy smile, the one who had been shivering in the cold because she hadn't brought a jacket when she came to the pub? The girl who had been cold, the one she had lent her hoodie to? And then, a slow dread crept through her.

Eve’s POV: I'm leaving the office immediately. It's a total disaster. I want to calm my nerves and talk to Amy. I'm sure she still will be at the cozy bakery down the street. When we started working, we intentionally arranged our offices next to each other. Amy is an extraordinary chef who crafts the most unique and delectable desserts for our customers. Her culinary expertise has played a significant role in the success of our business. I'm almost at the door, feeling the weight of the chaotic day when someone firmly grasps my arm.

Dylan said to Amy. I stared at Dylan, smiling happily. He sounded so giddy and excited like a teenager in love. It was amazing to see. “You are about to meet the lady of the house. Trust me, she is amazing! You'll fall in love with everything about her and her meals,” I told Amy. Amy squealed. “Gosh, I love food! She is my favorite person already,” she whispered back. I glared at her jokingly. “I was supposed to be your favorite person,” I told her. We chuckled softly.

Aiyyna smiled, "she is going to come around and honestly I am going to meet her, this Amber... everyone loves her so much, I had heard so much about her that I cannot stop my curiosity." Aaron smiled, "it's right for you to be so curious, actually, Amber is worth is, she is perfect. I am dying for you to meet her." Aiyanna smiled and said, "I am dying to meet her as well."

This was the first time I'd ever invited anyone over, besides Callum. She stared intensely at the television as I went through my watch list. Amy seemed to take Netflix very seriously. "Omg! You watch How to Get Away with Murder?! I love that show. I knew I liked you for a reason." She said, grabbing the remote from my hand and continuing to scroll. "I watch anything that Shonda Rhimes puts out, her shows are everything." I said, watching Amy whose eyes were glued to the screen. "Don't tell me you're a Gladiator?!" She yelled, now turned to me.

he answered angrily and plodded into the bathroom. Amy slumped on the floor in tears, it was true she really loved him and that too a lot, he has been by her side all these years without even complaining or trying to get her to open up to him, it was through she fell in love with him a long time ago but she didn't want to involve him in her mess, she had to get well and get revenge on the people who almost claimed her life. To her, Damian was a good person even if the outside world was afraid of him, he was always warm towards her and treated her well. " Am sorry Damian for hurting you like this" she muttered in tears.

Amy, her stepsister, was standing next to her stepmother laughing at her as well. Amy had blond hair and blue eyes. She has a fair figure. She’s evenly tanned. She’s twenty three years old. She just recently graduated and was a top model in the entertainment world. All men adore her as they find her desirable. Especially the elderly man, who’s a billionaire, named Sebastian Whitmore.