Karina Last Days Novels & Stories

Refreshing her brain to Wolmido was the right choice, according to her, besides being able to reminisce about some moments with Justin, during the day Wolmido is mostly occupied by Korean food vendors. The taxi had stopped, Karina handed him some bills, then got off. In front of Wolmido's entrance, Karina was silent, her lips curved into a smile, either a smile to cover her sadness or she really wanted to smile because Wolmido looked very busy, and today is also Saturday, no wonder Wolmido is busy. Karina bought the ticket after deciding to keep her documents in the bag. "It's okay, you can find a job later," she said then stepped in looking for food and maybe even took a few rides.

For a moment, they remained quiet, two women molded by affection and grief. "Do you still have feelings for him?" Leena inquired at last. Karina acted without hesitation. "Affirmative." “Then stand up for him when he returns,” Leena said, a gentle smile playing on her lips. "We don’t often receive second opportunities." "However, when we have the opportunity, we ought to seize it." Karina grinned. “Coming from someone who experienced it herself, that carries great significance.” They chuckled, and it felt nice. By the afternoon, Karina was in the library, tracing her fingers across the spines of ancient books. It was her refuge, the sole spot that still seemed unaffected by all the chaos. Sh

I have been doing a lot of these lately. Karina pulled me close and wrapped her hands around my chest. "Stop crying over that asshole, babe." I didn't resist her embrace. I needed it. I wish it was that simple. "Don't tell me you are still nursing the thought of that asshole ever coming back to you?" Karina huffed when I didn't counter what she said. "I have told you to forget that bastard that had the heart to break up with you a few days to Christmas day." Her soft hands found my back, rubbing my hands soothingly.

The last morning. Katherine sat beside Kingsley, her hands wrapped around a mug of chamomile tea. Carolina was across from her, leaning slightly into Devon, who was stealing berries from her plate with quiet mischief. The four of them looked rested, but behind their soft smiles was something deeper: a shared awareness that the cocoon they’d been living in was about to dissolve. “Can you believe today’s the last day?” Carolina said softly, glancing around the clearing as if trying to memorize every tree, every chirping bird.

I just looked at him, too lazy to react to his words. I looked up as the woman shifted her focus to me. “Continue.” “Introductions: My name is Karina. I'm twenty years old, and I live in an orphanage,” she said in a fast tone and shaky voice. The sweat on her forehead was running down her cheeks, and it disgusted me. I was a little surprised to learn that Karina was the same age as me. I looked at Gabriel and saw his gentle gaze on Karina. Why is he looking at Karina like that?

Karina POV Right on cue, Victoria Hayden, the pack's elder Luna, appeared at the door. She greeted Lila with a warm, affectionate smile before her eyes landed on me, scanning me up and down like I was something she'd scraped off her shoe. Her voice was pure honey when she spoke to Lila. "Having fun, dear? Just make yourself comfortable." Then, turning to me, her tone instantly iced over. "This is Karina, a manager from our company. She's here on work stuff."

I wanted to sleep and forget whatever these were that were aching my chest, my head and my whole body itself! I threw the shopping bags beside my bed and dropped my tired body on my soft foam. Fine, it's really better that we're friends. Forget him, stop it already Karin. Just ground your phone for more days. I grounded my phone since before sembreak, not minding if he's still texting me. I didn't get so see him since the school days ended. Even if maybe that would be the last time I'd see him. Or maybe the next we'd meet would be Kiana's wedding. Or what.

I smiled sincerely and turned away from the prison. After seeing Vivian for the last time, I would never need to see her again in this life. She would disappear from my world forever. And my world would finally see the warmth of spring.

Mom always says that depression is nothing more than an illness born of idleness. People who are truly busy studying don't have time to be depressed. So, during my senior year of high school, I lie awake through countless nights, my hair falling out in clumps as I tremble over endless mock papers. Mom only slides another mock exam booklet in front of me. "Finish this booklet, and you won't have time to wallow in self-pity." At family gatherings, my relatives notice that I keep my head down and barely speak. They ask Mom, "Why has she gotten so quiet?" Mom's face darkens at once. "It's because she's guilty about something, duh. Go on. Tell everyone what you've done wrong this time." Late

“I can’t believe I’m the last person to know about this” Charlotte laughed at her dramatic friend. “You are basically the first to know from my friends” “I don’t believe you” Karina frowned, crossing her arms. “But wait… you have other friends? Where? How?” “Oh God, not now, Karina!” Chloe groaned, rubbing her temples. “Oh God? Not now? You know about her other friends then” Karina sucked in a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Guess I’m the last wheel among all the friends”