Novel & Cerita Mei X Miriam

She was a puzzle that couldn’t be solved with brute force or charm alone. Miriam finally walked in, her sharp heels clicking against the tile floor. Her eyes scanned the café before landing on me, her expression guarded as always. She wore her typical look of cool detachment, but I knew better. Beneath that icy exterior, she was desperate. She wanted Spencer, and that made her useful to me. “Miriam,” I greeted, standing up and gesturing for her to sit. She slid into the seat across from me, crossing her legs as if she wasn’t in a hurry. But I could feel the tension in the air. The desperation.

The next morning, Nathan gave me his phone to call Carolyne. “Hello, Nathan.” Carolyne’s voice came through the phone. “…. Nathan, you there?” With a soft voice, I answered. “Hi, Carolyne it’s me, …. Mia.” “Mia? O MY WORD MIA!!” I could hear her start crying. “I…I…I thought you were dead! Where are you? I want to come to you right now?” “I’m in Myrtle Beach.”

She wants what is hers, to be hers Gladys got that gene too. But hers was more like that of a villain Me: how can I change from being Gladys? I don't want to be Gladys. I'm not Gladys Ma'am Nina : you're Rainbow Me: but I have Gladys face Ma'am Nina : that's easy to change She touched my cheek and I felt a tinkling sensation Ma'am Nina: check the mirror I took the mirror and screamed Me: Rainbow I looked exactly like the real me

But remembering it at her current situation only made her feel regret and sadness. "Lia?" "Uh. His name is Damian" Amelia says as she snaps back to reality. Her head turns to the TV that was playing the news. It was about the top 10 CEOs of the year. Amelia's eyes widened as the top 1 CEO was shown. It was him, with his forest eyes that seem to be able to see through anything. It was her first. It was Damian. "Lia? What is it?" Tara asks and looks at the direction of Amelia's eyes.

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

He sounded darn disrespectful and I didn’t like how they were speaking about me like I wasn’t present. “I don’t think I have to do that to you and why don’t you shut your mouth Miriam? You shouldn’t go about saying what you aren’t sure of.” Giveon finally spoke. “Firstly she’s my wife and she was never given to me. I love her. Meet Mirable, the love of my life and my wife.” Giveon introduced and honestly that melted my heart and I didn't fail to notice the frown that formed in Miriam’s face.

I asked the maiden which was in her late fifty, I was quite sure she knows something from the way she cringed and the fear in her eyes. "my name is Miriam" she replied and I nodded, "I am asking about Lilian, tell me everything you know about her peacefully or I would force the answer out of your mouth, you won't want to lose your families?" I raised my gaze and she swallowed hard, Her lips were quivering, beads of sweat formed on her forehead,

“Did you… do something to Benjamin? Everyone knows your mother was banished for witchcraft.” “Go figure,” Rhea said darkly. “Exactly,” Isis added. “You won this battle. But we’ve already won the others. That’s life—you win some, lose some.” Miriam narrowed her eyes. “I don’t understand.” Rhea chuckled, voice like silk soaked in poison. “We don’t expect you to.” Isis stepped closer. “I have your heart,” she whispered to Miriam. “And my daughter… has hers.” she gestured towards Amber pointedly.

He idolizes her but their mother always keeps him away so he just distances himself from everything. Miere, short for Meriam, is a famous model, artist, and endorser, not in the Philippines but in other countries so she has been independent in living in the U.S. She's not used to her parents' attention because they're far from her and she gets excessive attention from other people.