Novel & Cerita Keep On Keeping On

“mmmm….oooh….In your arms…I can still feel the way you want me when you hold me….I can still hear the words you whispered when you told me…I can stay right here forever in your arms…and there ain’t way I’m letting you go now…and there ain’t no way and there ain’t no how…I’ll never see that daaaay…’cause I’m keeping you forever and for always…we will be together all of our days…wanna wake up every morning to your sweet face…always…” She danced around the kitchen as she cooked and sang “….mmm…baby….In your heart…I can still hear a beat for every time you kiss me….and when we’re apart I know how much you miss me…I can feel your love for me in your heart…and there ain’t no way I’m letting you go

Alexander quickly arrived at a place filled with chaotic sounds. It sounded like a nightclub. I heard a woman's sweet voice through the earpiece and recognized it as Alexander's first love, Kayla Mitchell. "Alexander, everyone's been waiting for you forever. What took you so long?" The sound of rustling fabric followed, probably him embracing Kayla. "Must've been held up by that temptress at home. Alex, you'd better make it up to Kay." "Well, that's only natural. I mean, remember Lydia's face, and that body... Damn. When will Alex let us have some fun too?"

Kesa said. In addition, she went further to say, “Make sure you get some red. He’s going to be fine. Stop overthinking and worrying. I know you can get a medal for doing that. You have to be strong for the both of you. You’ll pull through, okay?” “Thanks for the encouragement Kesa. I really don’t know what I’d do without you. Goodnight and make sure you get back home soon and get some rest.” She smiled and said “Goodnight Stella”. Before letting Stella say anything further, she hung up the call. Stella had always made sure she took breaks even when she attempted overworking herself.

hum to bhai jaise hain vaise rahenge I'll always stay the way I am. ab koii khushii ho ya ho khafaa ham nahiin badalenge apnii adaa Now, whether it be in happiness or in anger, I won't change my style. samjhe na samjhe koii ham yahii kahenge Whether or not anyone understands, I'll keep saying it: hum to bhai jaise hai.n vaise rahenge I'll always stay the way I am.

☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒ “Knock knock,” the man said, tapping on the door as if we had a choice to let him enter.

Because it seems everywhere I go I feel like a victim eaten up fast For once I plead Someone to ask me Will you please..." " It's not the right time. I have to go home and do it." He says. I can hear the confusion in his voice. I continue the poem in my head. 'Will you please... stay.' Yes, that's it! I need to note this down. I grab a sticky note which I store in my pocket. I write down 'stay' with my the only pen I have, a red ballpoint.

My husband's long-distance girlfriend is coming to check up on him again. I hear she'll be here in 20 minutes. Before my husband can say anything, I head to the master bedroom and grab my suitcase, as I always do. Thankfully, after her last visit a month ago, I never bother putting my clothes or toiletries back where they belong. So, this time, I don't have to pack in a panic. It's also thanks to her frequent visits that I'm able to go from hysterical and heartbroken in the beginning to completely numb and unfazed now. Seeing how efficiently I'm making my exit, Isaac Jones actually follows me out for once. He reaches out and ruffles my hair. "Once Candy leaves, we'll get remarried. She'

"There isn't anything else new on the horizon. Not at the moment, anyway. From this point on, they're going to focus on maintaining." I knew, logically, what Nate was trying to say. But I couldn't believe it, not really. I didn't want to accept it. "Maintain. All right, well, that's doable, isn't it? Keep taking your meds, and then you'll be ready when the next new treatment comes along."

My phone beeped again, when I read the message it was angry Mark. ‘If you don’t call me in the next minute, then count me out as your worker’

One drunk night with my best friend's brother, Eddie Sutton, and I became his secret girlfriend. Eight years later, my family finally snapped. They gave me a deadline and lined up a guy for me to marry. "Eddie, my family gave me a deadline. I have to get married this year." He went quiet, then kissed my forehead. Same old answer. "Just wait a little longer." Not long after, I found a post from his intern, Gina Yapp. The photo was of her and Eddie's marriage license. Caption: [CEO secured.] What I couldn't get in eight years, she got in three months. I swallowed the bitterness and hit Like. Then I commented: [Congrats. Wishing you both a happy life.] After that, I accepted the w