It Starts With Us Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I want to read! I stood up the sofa and half run to the books. Damn all my fav’s are here! This is heaven! I got a book entitled ‘The stars of us’. Just as I was about to read the first page of the book, my phone vibrated from my pocket. Ohhh, it’s Elocin. I know what she wants, probably can wait to hear what I was gonna say so she would like to talk about it on the phone. Gosh! “Hello” I answered.

My first day at work didn’t go at all how I imagined. I had pictured a fresh start, maybe a new chance to put my past behind me and move forward with something meaningful. But life had other plans. Too many things were uncovered—secrets I hadn’t prepared myself for. Wounds I thought were long buried were suddenly ripped open without warning. And in the chaos of it all, I came to realize something painfully raw: maybe life isn’t about having everything, or being everything... maybe it’s just about having that one person—just one—you can fully trust and rely on without fear. Someone whose presence makes the storm bearable.

I took a deep breath and said, "I'm not. I just don't want you to feel disgusted by me." Jake was speechless, as if a thought had suddenly crossed his mind. "Sorry to burst your bubble, but I've never gotten an abortion before," I added. Jake was completely flabbergasted. His face paled as he mustered meekly, "I..." I unbuckled my seatbelt and reminded him, "Return this to me after signing it. Don't make me wait too long."

Some were satisfied with her answer but some had doubts about her ability. For the second question, instead of asking a question, the interviewer passed a booklet to them and said, "This is a booklet based on IT. On the first two pages are of the information, the next page is the model questions with answers and the last page contains questions that are similar to those model questions. You have to answer those questions and for this, you have a total of... five minutes." When every candidate got that booklet he said, "so your time starts now.."

Not the feeling that the air here was heavier than it used to be. When the doors opened onto the executive floor, the world turned into a performance. Applause. Flashes of cameras. “Rae Collins, future CEO,” someone whispered with awe. And standing at the center of it all was Ethan. Flawless in his black suit, blue eyes sharp as glass, smile perfectly sculpted. The kind of man who looked at life like a chessboard and always moved first. He leaned in to kiss my cheek. “Welcome home, darling. You look… expensive.”

The message history was endless. The most recent exchange was this morning. [Lorelei: Rod, a new bag caught Natasha’s eye. It’s over 5,000. I’m a little short…] Roddy Venmo-ed Lorelei 5,000 dollars. [Roddy: Tell Natasha to go for it, Lorelei. Just let me know if the money isn’t enough.] [Lorelei: Oh, you’re the best! You’re so much better than some money-grubbing woman.”

But anxiety, curiosity, and a searing need to know drove me there. The first two drawers of the cabinet were filled with ledgers and old financial records. I was ready to quit when I saw a black notebook behind a stack of files. It had an old leather cover, curled edges, and a cracked spine as if it had been held tightly too many times. I opened it. The handwriting was unmistakably Elias's. It started out looking like a logbook. There were coordinates, and shipment manifests. But halfway in, the entries… changed. It became personal. Some names were crossed out and there were abstract references to fires as well as a handwritten note in the margin that read:

So far, you have met or 'heard of' (ahem) the major leads, and now book two will be centred on: Daisy, Erden, Kassian, Bryant, the demon, a bit of travelling to different continents with Isaac and more of fierce Vivanna, lol, unfortunately, the bumbling and uncertain Vivanna dies in book one and comes back far more villainous in book two. I’d also like to thank you so much for reading. Undercover_Ostritch

“After what we went through, do you want us to end?” Please… please… don't look at me with that pitying look. My hands clenched into tight fists, wanting to punch something to ease my emotions. I only need your love, Serena. Not anything else. “We never started. Never.” It was like a boulder had slammed into my head until I shattered.

Carla continues the chitchat at how proud she is of her employers. "Great. Glad to know that" the woman softly mumbles while intently staring at the convoy already leaving. "I'm starting to love this place" she whispers with a smirk. ****tbc****