Life Is So Precious 소설 & 이야기

He won, I was eliminated in the first round. Max nods eagerly, going into depth about how much fun he had and how it was the best thing he had ever experienced. Needless to say, I stopped listening immediately. Deep in depth talks about anything really just aren't interesting enough to hold my attention. Unless of course it's really serious. Like, life or death serious.

It was purple with pink stripes. I took the soaps out of my present and put the orange conditioner, the orange shampoo, and the pineapple body wash in the shower. I took the rose petal soap bar, the bath salts, and the bubble bath on the tub steps. I took The make-up and put them in the vanity. I put the eyeshadow, mascare, base, blush, lip gloss, and lipstick in the top drawer. There was some nail polish I had missed at the bottom of the box. It had 3 different colors. There was purple, blue, and black nail polish. I sat them in the drawer on the opposite side of the make-up. 'Next my hair stuff.' I was happy, having fun finding places of my own to put everything. I still could not believe

So, what, I did what I did, anyone else in my situation would've done the same. Why shouldn't my kid have nicer things than her? She had a hard start in life while little Miss Perfect was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. So when I got the chance, why would I let my daughter suffer for someone else's child's happiness? Victoria's self-esteem was never the best, and Gia, for whatever reason, only made it worst.

I said moving closer to him. Without saying much, we walked to the little restaurant down the street. I was in a heel and I began to feel ridiculously overdressed. We barely spoke till we got to the restaurant and made our orders. “What do you love doing?” George asked as we began eating the meal we had ordered. With a mouthful of pasta, I managed to say, “Living.” “Living? What do you mean by that?" “I feel like I value life, because without having it, nothing else would exist for me. I could say I love this, I love that, but what's most important is life and I'm always very appreciative of it.”

"Together with those three, it becomes something extraordinary. It’s not just a diamond… it’s life, and you have to protect it at all costs." He then begins to explain the intricate details behind diamonds—their formation deep within the Earth, the rarity of finding one like this, and the stories they carry through time. I listen intently, absorbing every word as he emphasizes their importance, not just as precious stones but as symbols of resilience and legacy.

9 JASMINE “Exactly,” I agreed. I was enjoying this sentimental conversation with Enzo. It was making me realize what was important in life. That tomorrow wasn’t promised… So if that taught us anything, it taught us that we had to grab the life we had left with two hands. Make the most of the life we had left… Before it was over. 10 JASMINE Me and Enzo continued to talk for hours. Talking about anything and everything… From deep and meaningful stuff…

Never Again 🌷 “The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face.

He just looked at me without blinking. "That place is the most precious place in my entire life," I said again with a shrinking voice. Now I could even see the mist in my vision. It was the tears that were about to fall and I was holding them back. "What do you actually want by insulting me like this? Are you going to buy me a house and fill up my bank account? I'm sorry, but I'm not interested if I end up just being your sex slave and being cooped up in here. So please don't pity me. My life is mine, none of your god damn business."

"Why? Do you have another solution? You can't just give up, can you? ‘To Our Precious’ is our concept.” “To Our Precious?” Sebastian interrupted, successfully grabbing the attention. However, the confusion made his lips freeze for a moment. It was only when Amber raised an eyebrow at him that he continued speaking. “As far as I remember, the folder the man showed on the TV said To My Precious, not To Our Precious. Did they misprint or something?” Hearing such information, Amber's brows furrowed deeply. Looking up at the man still standing beside her, she shook her head asking for an explanation. "Is it possible ...."

It wasn’t about being saved; it was about being seen, being understood, and being trusted to fight my own battles. "You, Monique," he continued, 'you are rare... precious. That’s why I call you precious, because you’re this amazing wonder that you come across so rarely, and you don’t even realize how lucky you are to have it. How easily it could slip away if you lose sight of it." “Alright, stop it, you’re just trying to give me a big head,” I said, trying to laugh it off. “No, it’s true, Monique. Maybe after everything that’s happened, you’ve lost sight of it. Maybe you’ve forgotten how important, how fantastic you are. But I need you to do something for me.”