Jars Of Happiness Clean Copy の小説・ストーリー

"Yes... we are." Jesse hugged Lily so tightly that she burst into laughter."Dad...""I'm sorry."He loosened his grip slightly."I've just waited a very long time to hear those words."Marcus quietly cleared his throat."I made six jars of jam."Everyone looked at him."I should probably make more."The room exploded with laughter once again.

"Riley, you've been asked to join the filming for 'You're My Joy'!" my manager, Monica Jones, cried. Her words pulled me out of my confusion and sorrow. I hurriedly checked the trending topics to see that everything was peaceful on the Internet. There weren't any hurtful words. It looked like… I'd been reborn. I'd traveled three years back in time, and Peyton Grant was still alive.

My father, Hector, and Benjamin had shared the transaction slips of the money they'd transferred to Jennifer's account. I curled my lip mockingly while looking at the birds that flew past my window. It turned out everyone remembered Jennifer's birthday despite forgetting mine. My father, Frank Monroe, shared his transaction slip. He also wrote, "Happy birthday to my darling Jennifer!" Hector wrote, "I hope you'll always be happy, Jennifer!" Benjamin wrote, "No matter what happens in the future, Jennifer Robinson is the only woman I'll ever love."

His wife had sacrificed far too much. They had left the honey in a space inside a large earthen jar while Eldora was treating. Mira wanted to test whether honey could multiply since it was a natural and not man made. It worked… Before fainting from complete exhaustion, Mira had willed the large earthen jar and the smaller containers out from space. He transferred them to the smaller jars and bought them out to make the story believable. “This should be enough,” Zelda finally murmured. Her fingers moved absentmindedly as she counted the jars once more.

However, he could also have social anxiety. I flashed him a smile. "Thanks for helping me out twice. If you don't mind, let me buy you a meal." Hesitance washed over his face, and I added, "If you're not free now, we can do it another day." We set up the appointment for the day after tomorrow, which would be my last day in Bellamore. I'd been sending my belongings to Haitstaadt over the past few days. With only two last pieces of luggage left, I decided to bring them over myself.

Please note the sarcasm. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Joy's POV

Please note the sarcasm. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Joy's POV

I'm ready to live again. *********************************************

Why did I throw that all away? I fiercely wiped the tears away from my cheeks. Why can’t I just be happy where I am? Andrew has found happiness without me, I should be able to do the same… I buried my face in my pillow and screamed—a guttural, primal scream that shook me to my very core. I just wanted to be happy, Goddess damn it! Why could I not be happy? “It’s never too late to grab for your true happiness, wherever that might lead you,” Jeffrey’s words echoed through my mind.

134. Jasper I had a plan to get rid of Joy and start my journey to getting Soraya back, reclaiming what was mine. I was the one in charge, moving the pieces where they belonged. Everything was going smoothly, I cut the brakes with no intention of anyone getting killed, I just wanted him to get hurt badly, then I stole the flash drive, the one that I knew contained everything that I would need to keep Soraya by my side, without it, she has no power.