Novel & Cerita Is I Hope This Doesn't Find You Spicy

I hope nothing happens while I'm gone. To be continued

Find Me: English translation Alright reserved. © 2020 Belle Cassy This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Introduction... Jack’s Perspective I was standing on the balcony, having some fresh air and I was thinking of something deeper than the sea, trying to understand my own creatures and perceptions. And then, I sighed when I remembered her… A woman that I couldn’t get off of my mind, she was always inside my brain no matter how hard I tried to move on.

The words came out sharper than I intended, cold and crystalline. Tracy’s eyes widened. She looked as if I had slapped her. “Did you just say that? That there’s nothing special about him?” I exhaled sharply, trying to find my professional mask. “That’s not what I…” “Just go!” she screamed, pointing toward the door. “I don’t want a lesson. I don’t want you as my tutor. I’ll wait for Miss Lily. If I fail, then so be it” she huffed. "You're not different from the others,”

I ignore her. I open I*******m first, fingers flying with impatient precision. I scroll through my explore page like I’m hunting for a ghost—faces blur together, influencers posing, rich boys flexing watches and cars, men who would fall at my feet with one smile. None of them are him. I go to the search bar. Fuck! I don't even know his name. I type random letters. Delete. Type again. Delete again. Nothing feels right. My chest tightens. I switch to F******k, my last real hope.

Be it out of old ties or kindness, my heart softened. Just as I stepped onto the stage, the entire refrigerated warehouse suddenly went dark with a loud hum. Sunlight pierced through the walls, and the temperature inside shot up. The crowd panicked, desperate to escape, but the scorching heat outside forced them back, their faces twisted in despair.

I'm sure you received the package. I closed my eyes, breathing deeply and counting from one to ten to calm the scorching current racing through my veins. I scrolled downwards to check their previous messages as it seemed they both texted a lot. I wish I didn't. Even while we were both in the cab coming back, she was still texting him. Mr. Sinclair: Will our meeting tonight with your boyfriend finding out about our fling? She: yeah, same time, same place. Mr. Sinclair: You'll be able to handle him?

I hope it isn't too bad. Oh God, help me...

(Music) 'Thank God I found you I was lost without you My every wish and every dream Somehow became reality When you brought the sunlight Completed my whole life I'm overwhelmed with gratitude 'Cause baby, I'm so thankful I found you' 'See I was so desolate before you came to me Looking back I guess it shows that we were destined To shine over the rain to appreciate The gift of what we have And I'd go through it all over again To be able to feel This way' 'Thank God I found you I was lost without you My every wish and every dream Somehow became reality When you brought the sunlight Completed my whole life I'm overwhelmed with gratitude See baby I'm so thankful I found you Oooooooh Thank God I

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I sent the text, so I need to own it. Cassidy: Relax. I’m not upset. I’m not offended. I’m not ignoring your texts. Cassidy: I’m sorry that I’ve got you so messed up in the head you worry about that shit. Collin: *SpongeBob gif wiping brow* Collin: Don’t apologize to me. I was surprised to get the text, happy but surprised. I can imagine it took guts to send that. I just don’t want to assume your comfort level on texting about this.