Karina Last Days Mga Nobela at Kwento

Emiliana I started my day stuck in a phone call with Maximillian. She’s already in the office and she wanted to let me know that my office phone is getting so much calls. Its ring after ring. Because of the party last night, I had a hunch that people might have known who I am, not just Valentino’s cousin and the face of his modeling agency but as one of his trusted intern architects.

It had all our rare moments together over the last three years. There was footage of Blake patiently training me under the moonlight, our first hunting trip when he protected me, and the first time he gave me a birthday gift. When I thought of all that and as I watched what was supposed to be my farewell turn into their celebration, my chest ached. I wondered if Blake even remembered that this was the last event I would ever plan for the pack. While he was getting cozy with Wendy, did it ever cross his mind that we still had three days left before the contract ended and our bond officially broke?

Marc was racing around putting things out and trying to get Jasmine to tidying the front counter. Today was Thursday. Thursdays and Fridays were always the busiest days at The Maze, hence Jasmine’s presence. She was slow and cumbersome. Her stocky build and dead straight black hair made her even more unusual and totally out of place. However, she was great at front of house and as much as Marc protested, she could make a mean coffee. Marc hated Thursday’s and Fridays simply because Jasmine had a little crush on him, despite the numerous attempts he’d made to inform her he was gay.

As far as Celia knew, May was the one who had taken Jess in during her standoff with Sam. Celia's nerves spiked. "May, what are you talking about? If you don't believe me, Joan and Rose were both there that day." May's gaze was icy as she turned to the two operators who had come with her. "Flora, Lily. Ten days ago, what did Celia say to you at the hospital?" Flora and Lily were the two operators who were accompanying Celia earlier. They both froze and glanced at each other, caught off guard when their names were called.

I said to him. "Fine." Christian replied. "Sorry about that, this is going to be the last time I ever say such a thing to you. Is that okay?'' I considered for a moment before nodding my head. "Yes. It's for the best." At my response, he walked out of the door leaving me to wonder if the decision I just made was the best or something I would be joining to my list of regrets. Great, Belle. Great. ************************* The days passed by swiftly without Christian and I saying more than ten words to each other everyday. His birthday was drawing closer and I had no idea how his progress with the takeover was coming along.

Zack jokingly asked. “You’re really a killjoy! What if I die today and the photos we took are your last recent memories of me? I’m sure y’all gonna miss this beautiful face.” She said, caressing her face in all admiration. All of us grimaced, “So dramatic!” Gabby hurled. “Just please, one more photo after this supper. Then I’ll stop!” “It’s already quite dark outside.” Finn added, they all laugh because Jackie started sulking on her seat.

Only because our son begged to go to the amusement park, my wife, Nyla Frost, a wealthy heiress, ended up in a car accident on the way there, leaving her permanently paralyzed from the waist down. To punish us, she slashed our daily allowance to a mere ten cents. For the past three years, my son and I had no choice but to survive by scavenging through trash every day, even fighting the dogs for scraps. One day, my son was so hungry that he lost all reason. He ate a few crumbs of a cookie that our family doctor had accidentally dropped on the floor. My wife flew into a rage, accusing him of having filthy, thieving hands. As punishment, she made him stand outside in the pouring rain for th

"You weren't last night." Andrew held her gaze, his jaw tightening. "I am now." Nancy caught that shift, the steel in his tone. Victoria did too, her brow arching. "Alright," Victoria said, her tone changing like a switch flipped. "Then we move." She pulled up a list on her phone, the screen's blue light casting shadows on her face. "These three are still undecided. One's leaning Daniel's way, but not firmly. The last one..." She stopped, her breath catching.

Selena had been very dependent on Carina in her final days, and she even requested that Carina take care of everything, including the funeral, after she had passed on. "Those things are already in the past, Aster. What's the point of bringing it up again now?" Carina wanted to get rid of Aster's delusions before they could fester in his mind. However, Aster said, "Since you put it that way, Carina, then let's talk about what happened recently."

I read the contents of that document a few more times as if I had memorized all the information. I found out that her name is Karina Tumbaga, she’s twenty-five, and she’s only ahead of me only one year but her face looks younger than my face. She had a boyfriend but left when she was probably pregnant. That was more than a year ago. And because of that, he has never into a good relationship. Karina’s mother has a tumor in her heart and maintains a medication, while she supported her two other siblings in her studies. Karina only finished high school. Changed jobs as a server or sometimes a cleaner. Until she lost her job a year ago.