I Love My Cousin Shirt Mga Nobela at Kwento

I wasn't expecting any company, and I certainly didn't look the part of someone who had plans tonight. I stood up from my work desk, looking down at my "Let's Avo-Cuddle" t-shirt that had 2 hugging, smiley-faced avocados on the front. It didn't get any better from the waist down, as I was sporting some black sweatpants and obnoxiously fluffy bunny slippers. I also was a wreck from the neck up, with a face that was puffy from my random breakdowns and my hair tied into a knot on the top of my head.

I "Everytime you're not around .. he's there, kuya Loren's got a life, dad is always not home .. he's always there kuya, don't take him away from me .." I pleaded. He frowned, "In that case, I won't be lost next to you. You can't just be in love with the person who's always there with you. I told you not to get hit with my members, and I forgot to tell you to never date a cousin. That shit is disgusting, "

Instead, he glances my direction and with his eyes, he practically pleads for help in what to do. Just like before, I pat my mate’s back and chime, “Babe, you can’t go around hugging everyone. You know I don’t like others touching you this much.” She doesn’t respond, but she does slowly let go of my cousin and step back. I take the moment to engulf my cousin in a big hug. “It is so good to have you back here, even if it is only for the weekend.” He chuckles and hugs me back. “I’m glad to be back.”

"Hazel, this clothes looks really expensive." Her cousin is smiled as she answered. "It's ok. I want to get you a few set of nice clothing, since you are in your college days." She were astonished when she heard that her cousin was there to buy clothes for her. She had hardly ever but love is clothing like the ones on display in this store.

as just an empty threat. But what if more people saw my “shameless” side? Late at night, I got up and opened the live-streaming platform. I quickly typed the titles. [Give me back my husband! [To save my cousin’s boyfriend, I lost both my legs. I hope he’ll marry me. [I’m not pretending anymore. I want to be together my cousin’s boyfriend.] With bold titles like these, viewers quickly filled my livestream channel. I smiled and eagerly waited for the drama to begin!

And her cleavage was screaming due to its plunging neckline. “I prefer that one, Couz. You’re stunning. It might be revealing, but you’re still classy. Be comfortable with your own skin. Besides, our cousin Meja would probably steal the spotlight.” Shari touched the side slit of her gown. Meja was Uncle Ricky’s only daughter. And she was in a different league, the reason they were not close. She had a habit of competing with them, which they would just shrug off since she was a rich spoiled brat.

, I chuckled and she too cracked up. "Wow, this shirt is... Just amazing.", Her eyes twinkled, gawking at the shirt. It was a plain white shirt with a half collar still it could captivate your eyes within a moment. White was always his favourite and I love this colour on him. "Gotta go now. He would be waiting for me.", Stretching my hand to her, I smiled. "Oh yes! Thank you for this. I'm already obsessing over it.", Shaking hands, she pointed to the shirt.

I smiled when I noticed that Bryle seemed interested in the topic. “Is your cousin from Infinite Magazine?” He asked. I nodded. It seemed he already knew who I was referring to. “Oh. So obviously you’re talking about CJ Lee.” I grinned. After all, who would not recognize my cousin? She was one of the most talented models in Asia. Bryle probably had a copy of Infinite Magazine himself. “Yup. She’s my cousin.” “No wonder your dresses look good on you,” Bryle said as he took the paper bags before speaking again. “Let’s go back to our hotel room.”

The drive back home stretched longer than expected—every minute dragged out longer than the last. I stared out of the window, the city passing by in a blur, memories of our time together flooded my mind. He had told me to wear his shirt back home—he loved how it looked on me. I listened without protesting. When the Uber he ordered arrived, I didn't want to go back home but I had to leave—his cousin was returning home soon. Jayden’s shirt clung to my body, it was a reminder of what we’d shared. But it was more than just a piece of clothing to me—it felt safe.

“I brought up the apple thing on purpose. Auntie and Lucas both took my side, and my cousin was so angry her face turned green. It was hilarious.” “Everything my cousin has will belong to me sooner or later. Whatever she has now, I’ll have too.” “Auntie bought me new clothes while my cousin has to wash her own laundry. Haha.” Every single post felt like a knife stabbing into my chest. It wasn’t because I didn’t already know those things happened, but that she had written them down so clearly, like a list of trophies. A record of how she slowly pushed me out of that family step by step.