Maria's Sister West Side Story นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Hina composed herself and said with a smile, “Yes. How can I help you?” “I am not here to buy anything.” Sam uttered calmly making Hina confused, “Then?” “Do you know Elaine Marshall? Evana’s sister?” As if! Hina scoffed mentally hearing Sam's last two words but tried to sound normal, “Yeah, I know. Elaine is my friend. So what of it?” Sam asked further, “What about Evana? You three are friends then?” Hina was getting really annoyed now and couldn’t help uttering, “Oh, please! Our standard is better than that witch, Evana. If you are done, then you should leave. I have no intention of playing a role of an informer now that even about that witch.”

“Because it is.” I stared at her, my breathing uneven. “We could ask Leah and Matthew for help. They have money—” Maria’s expression twisted into disgust. “You idiot, your sister got married just today and you want to collect money from her already. They wouldn’t have anyway, the wedding took a lot’ As if it wasn’t convincing enough, she added dismissively, ‘You know Leah anyways, she wouldn’t give if she had’ She wasn’t wrong. Leah had always been selfish, but I had been willing to cling to the smallest hope that she might help Dad.

I said impatiently, maintaining my furrowed eyebrows stare at him. "It happened on the field. She said she caught me cheating? I don't know what kind of friends she's been hooked with lately, but they have been stalking me and giving her terrible advice." He explained. For the situation of things, the distance between us was enough to turn me into a freaking whore but I was too bothered by his emotions that I found it hard to concentrate on my attraction. "Caramel?" I shook my head in pessimism. "I refuse to believe that." My sister had never been that kind of woman. She loved Justine and I thought she never had a reason to doubt it.

With some heavily dyed hair? “I am not hungry.” Even if I was, all of this just ruined my appetite and soured my taste. I never thought she would stoop this low. Not to sound judgy but this girl, she was everything that went wrong with America and the rest of the world. “Well, suit yourself.” She said in a low voice, then lowered into her seat. “Kayden, Diego; Diego, meet Kayden. My sister’s fiancée.” Oh? I think you forgot to mention…

Maria - My name is Maria, I'm 23 years old, I'm a model and Suzana's sister, it was through her that I met Diego, but at the time he was dating, so he wouldn't even look at me, much less trust me, even though I practically threw myself on top of him, that dull of his ex, yes ex, my sister told me that she just disappeared without giving satisfaction, how is a woman able to leave Diego like that out of nowhere? She must be a big madwoman, that's all.

❤️Maria's POV ❤️ I was fast asleep, when the curtains were pulled open, and my two younger sisters came and attacked me with a pillow, singing " Going to the chapel and we're going to get married." Its too early, I shout, but my mother and Madre Gemma came in with an Asian lady and two small children. "Rise and shine", my mother says. Gemma walks over to me with the lady. "Maria Dear, I would like for you to meet my Daughter Min, and her children, Hanna and Yoshi."

Diego whistled. "I am dating your sister" I cut him off looking at him like he was crazy. A knock sounded throughout the room earning all our heads to turn in the direction of the door. "That's everything, Wait for my update" Lorenzo finished as The door opened and in walked María. She was wearing white jeans and a dark Green long sleeve crop top. She looks beautiful as always. I swiftly stood to my feet, My eyes glued to her as she slowly but cautiously entered the room. "Baby sis got him whipped, did you see how fast man's moved then?" Diego laughed, Lorenzo and Marcel Chuckling along at his remark.

Marco raises his voice at Maria. "Common, " Maria flings her hand in the air, rolling her eyes. "We came into this world together," she mouthed with her broken teeth. "I am still older than you because I am two seconds early than you sorellina!" Marco smirks at Maria. "Don't you f*cking dare call me your kid sister," Maria groans. "Don't you dare use the F-word again," Marco warns Maria? Gisella's words in her month vanished. Nicolo was just staring at Marco who was busy eye beating his younger sister. Maria frowns at him. "Or else what?" she asked.

That somewhere along the way, you'd fallen in love with your target and now had no idea if you were the villain or the victim in your own story? Maria was in her room, staring out the window. She didn't turn when Isabella entered. "Mama? It's me. Bella." Slowly, Maria turned. Her eyes were clearer than they'd been in weeks, focused with an intensity that made Isabella's breath catch. "You're really doing it," Maria said, her words only slightly slurred. "Marrying him." "Mama, I can explain—" "You promised me." Maria's good hand gripped the wheelchair's armrest. "You promised you'd choose life over death. Love over hate."

At Mara's school "I have warned you on several occasions to stop blocking my path. If you try this next time then I might just forget my hand on your face Wendy" Mara pointed her index finger at a girl who should be older than her by a year or two. "Firsty you shouldn't ever call my name in such a manner and secondly I wouldn't have to be blocking your path if you just stayed away from Oscar like I asked you. I don't know why it's so difficult for you to understand?" Wendy folded her lips and pressed on them as she turned back to look at her four friends who stood behind her.