It Starts With Us Free Audiobook Novels & Stories

“And you think this will fix me.” “I think it will show you where control breaks,” I said. “And what you do right before it does.” He weighed that, the silence stretching between us, taut and vibrating. A long pause. Then, at last: “Fine,” he said. “Show me.” We started with grounding, the most unglamorous part of the process. Feet planted. Knees softly bent.

I should be grateful. And in fact I am. I am really grateful for his help. I went to my room and grabbed my current read - Six of crows, I am definitely a simp for Inej and Nina. This is the only distraction I have. After escaping Adriano, when I am left alone with my thoughts I sometimes overthink and from the last month I have started to get anxiety attacks. Thanks to Adriano, my mental health is fucked. I started reading the book and don't even remember when I fell asleep.

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."

She was on the verge of losing it. "No! Please, don't tell them! I'll talk, Matty! I'll tell you everything!" Hearing this, Matteo finally loosened his grip. "Start talking." Rebecca gasped for air, coughing violently as the rush of oxygen burned her throat. However, she didn't dare stop. She gasped sharply, her voice breaking. "Y-You can check my phone!" Frantically, she unlocked her phone and handed it over with shaking hands. "I didn't do anything! This is all a misunderstanding!"

“Miss Griffin, that’s a lot of calls. Do you want me to wait while you reply to them?” “No need. They’re nothing important,” I replied casually, my tone indifferent. Once we were on the road, he asked, “Miss Griffin, is this your first time here? Do you want to go anywhere before work starts? You don’t officially begin until the day after tomorrow. I can show you around.” “Yes, this is my first time here,” I said as I gazed out the window at the passing scenery. Suddenly, my phone rang again, the sharp sound filling the quiet car.

Said the man over the phone, making her body tense. She applied for an interview with that company a month ago. She had already given up after waiting for a month with no reply from them, she had many reasons and the main one is because she never wanted to return to the USA again. Their silence just made her more confident on her decisions but then who would've thought that they'd look for her today? "Um…Yes, this is Mrs Fletchers" she said with hesitation in her voice, feeling her hands becoming sweaty on the steering wheel. "Okay then, Mrs Fletchers has applied for a job at our company last week, if i am right" he went on inquiring. "Ah yes, yes I have" she replied, holding her breath wait

“I’ll start from the beginning then and please believe me I never wanted to hide this from any of you It’s just that I did not know what to say and most importantly I was just scared of being judged. You all are the most important people in my life disappointing you was never something I wanted to do. I wanted you to all be proud of me and I didn’t think by telling you the truth at that time you’d regard me as how you used to before that’s why I decided not to tell you the truth sooner.” I started from the very beginning while reminiscing in the memories. “When we left for school four years ago, we didn’t go directly to Italy we went clubbing in New York. It was just our own way of having fu

After the meal, Priscilla slid a file across the table toward her. "Em, take a look at this." Emma opened it, and the words "Sunshine Home" jumped out at her. The document bore a transfer date that predated her medical check by a long while. "We heard you like children," Anthony said, sipping his tea. "This orphanage was founded with Zac's investment. The children there are all very sweet." Her fingers trembled faintly against the paper. Anthony set down his teacup and cut straight to the point. "In our family, we have never cared about bloodlines or heirs. Since Zac loves you, we have no objections."

"It was you!" Grace looped her arm through mine. "Didn't you notice that every step of this detonation plan went far too smoothly? I truly wonder how the Chandler family raised their eldest daughter." She snorted in disdain. "If we didn't drive you mad first, how could we destroy you?" When Abigail realized that the situation was beyond saving, her expression changed. She said, "Connor, whether you believe it or not, this is my second life. In the previous life, you chose me, and we were so happy! No matter the past or this life, you're the only person I have ever loved!"

The first thing I notice when I woke up was the silence. No alarm. No practice notification. No stupid group chat blowing up with plays and stats. Just my room, pale morning light coming through the gaps in my blinds, and the kind of quiet that only happens when the world decides to leave me alone for once. I checked my phone and it was 7:47 AM. Then a text lights up the screen. Mason: get ready. I'm stealing u for the day Mason: wear something u can actually move in