Jess Sims Quotes นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I guess this is the prime definition of waking up and choosing violence. *** “Girl, I don’t mean to be messy, but why is this stewardess flirting with Jonathan in front of your face?” Simone whispered beside me. “The Kierra Effect,” I laughed before sipping my mimosa. “You’re better than me. I would say something.” “Nah, Jonathan is handling her just fine.”

Salena told me in her sweet and small voice. Her innocent smile when she said that made me want to believe her words wholeheartedly. If only we could believe that things were that simple, life would be that much easier and happier. “Thank you, I’ll do just that. I’m sure you two will be promoted soon, although, I think not being promoted might be better and less complicated…” I said with a dry laugh. “I want to work for a kind lady. I wonder if any of the honorable maidens are kind…” Jessie said before pursing her lips in thought.

"Jessica , I would like to say a few words. Jess , thank you for being my partner in stupidity . Thank you for stepping into the role of my mother from helping me choose clothes to cleaning her room and sharing thoughts .Whenever I need someone you never deny listening to my things even my silly thoughts. With the help of your presence I learnt how to stay away from home and do all things independently. I remember when you left your essential lecture to take care of me when I was sick. You took care of me like my mother would have and also gave me medication and food . You took care of me throughout the night . I'm going to miss you bestie but I guess we got to grow up The people who we wan

“Will I even make the squad? It’s only the first month and I already feel like I’m falling behind.” Jess cupped my face, lifting my chin so I had no choice but to meet her eyes. “Hey. You are stronger than you think. I’ve watched you push through things that would break most people. You’re the most resilient person I know.” Her voice softened with sincerity. “Don’t give up on yourself now.” We walked back to the dormitory in silence, her words lingering like a small shield against the doubt gnawing at my chest. I barely remembered her helping me into bed before exhaustion pulled me under.

*I am in so much pain* I cried more as I text Jessica my feelings, I know she will be on a frenzy when she sees it tomorrow, by then my brave face will be on. *Sometimes you must hurt in order to know, fall in order to grow, lose in order to gain, for lives greatest lessons are learned through pain* Jessica replied and it shocked the hell out of me. You might wonder why it surprised me, I wasn't surprised that she woke up to reply to my texts, though Jessica loves her sleep and hardly sacrifices her sleep for anything. I wasn't surprised that she suddenly became wise and sent me a quote, she is a simple girl that can't even remember the simplest quote like cleanliness is second to godliness

"Let it. The simplification isn't you." I looked at her. "When did you become wise?" I said. "I've always been wise," she said. "You've just been too distracted to notice." Simon made a sound beside me that was closer to a genuine laugh than I had ever heard from him in daylight. Tessa looked at him with mild surprise. Then satisfaction. "Good," she said. "You should do that more." "Do what?" he said. "Look like a person," she said. "Rather than a press release."

"Miss Julia was...a force of nature. She was vibrant, full of life. But she was also...troubled." I waited, hoping Sims would elaborate. But he remained silent, his eyes distant. I sighed, turning off the recorder. "Thank you, Sims. If you think of anything else, please let me know." "Of course, Miss," Sims agreed, unflappable as ever. My shoulders slumped slightly as he left the room. I uncurled myself from the chair and wandered through the house, questions and half-formed theories bouncing off the inside of my skull like a ping pong ball.

I knew attending this fundraiser was a bad idea, but I couldn’t resist seeing the look on Jess’s face. She’s clearly intimidated, especially by the way I’m effortlessly stealing all the attention. Every reporter in the room is scrambling to get a glimpse of me, trying to snap the perfect picture. My sister has always craved attention, and nothing infuriates her more than seeing me steal the spotlight. “Well, I’m back, Jess,” I say with a steady voice as I lock gaze with her. “Think of me as a phoenix—reborn, thanks to no one but myself. No matter how well you dress up, you’ll always be second best. And I’ll always come out on top.”

I smiled softly and Jess walked up to me and took my hand gingerly in hers, using the other one to secure it in place "Whether or not your name is Lila or Rayne. You are still the same strong willed and intelligent woman who singlehandedly built this company from scratch so you should raise your head up high because this is your life and your game and we're not supposed to understand why you decide to play your game how you want to play it because we can never truly experience what you have experienced so shake it off boss and let's get to work because we have a lot of it to do" Her little pep talk almost brought tears to my eyes. "Oh Jessica , thank you so much. I'm grateful for you,always

Banners hanging from nearby buildings. Jess found them a spot near the front, pushing through like it was nothing. “How do you do that?” Maya asked as they settled on the grass. “Do what?” “Move through people like they’re not there.” Jess shrugged. “I pretend we’re all in a crowded mall and everyone’s trying to sell me something I don’t want. Gives me the right energy.” “That’s actually smart.” “I know. Full of wisdom.” Jess tilted her face toward the sun. “You should write my biography someday. ‘Jessica Harper: A Legacy of Occasional Genius.’”