It's Not Going To Be Easy The Notebook Novels & Stories

"Write down everything you remember in that notebook. It'll be hard to talk about the past when it's still preventing you from moving on but it'll be more painful when you keep it all bottled up within you." I stared at the notebook she has given me and wrote something on the first page.

and…… TBC Note: Layla is an emotional person and very fragile, even if she cries easily, that's her kind of a person, just a few more chapters to go to unlock Nate's chapter, please bear with me, I don't want to rush the story and thank you for giving my book a chance,I truly appreciate.

"Give me one minute and I'll walk down with you, I'm due in a meeting." “No offence taken Luna Helena,” Azalea nodded, accepting an apology we both knew was fake. I quickly went into the suite, my bedside table and grabbed the key from under the pillow. Unlocking the top drawer everything appeared normal, but I still grabbed my notebook and tucked it under my arm. Lesson learnt. Until I can burn it, the notebook won’t leave my side. Our conversation was stilted as we danced around the elephant in the room. "Is it nice to be home?"

I guess I'm dreaming. Maybe he wants you to accept that he's sexy? If you want that Mr. playjerk then I'm telling you that is not going to happen. Keep telling yourself that. I mentally slapped my inner voice. I need to focus, I need to ask him about his notebook. "Cole give me your notebook so that I can write all the formulas which we're going to use." "Notebook?" "Yeah, a small book with blank or ruled pages for writing notes, got it?"

I pointed to the sign hanging on the hotdog stand and the nearby convenience store. It said, "Cash only." "Miss, wait for me. I'll be right back." I watched Charles walk away and sighed, reflecting on the joys of youth. Despite being just a year older than him, I had ended up in my current miserable situation. "Miss, isn't he handsome? He doesn't have a girlfriend. Would you like to consider him??" one of Charles' classmates said, mistakenly thinking that my prolonged gaze at Charles’ back was due to a strong interest in him.

“You make it sound simple.” “It isn’t,” Nelson said honestly. “It’s going to be uncomfortable and strange and there will probably be people who don’t know how to look at you yet. But uncomfortable and strange isn’t the same as wrong.” His hand was still resting over my heartbeat. “And you won’t be walking through it alone.”

Not seamless. Seamless is for shirts, lies, and people trying to sell disaster plans before the disaster. But functional. Functional will do. Behind the rose curtain, Maya opens the private notebook. The list of things that are different has six entries. She reads them once. Then she turns to a new line and writes a seventh: Built by people I didn’t plan on. She looks at it for a while. Then caps the pen. She does not cross it out.

“Everything is fine. Things have been moving well. Unfortunately, my relationship status is the only part of my life with no progress. I can’t even hit a KPI for it.” He shook his head helplessly. Nathan laughed when he saw the bitter look on Scott’s face. “Well, relationships are a much harder target than earning billions. Don’t give up so easily. Take it slow.” “You’re right.” Scott nodded helplessly. “That’s true. I’m troubled over it, but I guess I can only slowly smooth out the situation.” Nathan burst out laughing.

In this world, very few could genuinely understand her pharmaceutical concepts. She kept her poker face, reiterating, "I'm not the one who bought the medicinal herbs yesterday." Natalie raised an eyebrow. "As for the content in this notebook, it's admittedly absurd." Natasha went along with the misunderstanding. Natalie's face showed growing disdain. A proud smile emerged. "Oh?" "This notebook is my everyday companion for documenting my pharmaceutical studies. As a beginner, I'm bound to make some mistakes," Natasha explained. The more Natalie listened, the more radiant her smile became. She was seemingly pleased with Natasha's explanation.

How could Russell ever apologize to Sophie? Geneva returned to her senses as well. She grabbed Annie's hand while shouting, "Right! That's impossible! Mitchell oppressed my husband's company without taking our livelihood into account! Why must Russell apologize to that orphan?" As soon as Geneva's words fell, everyone heard a crisp sound. It was soft, but for some reason, it sounded very formidable. Mitchell slowly withdrew his hand from the teacup's ear. He had slammed the teacup on the coffee table earlier, resulting in the sound.