Mi Hermana Dormida Novels & Stories

At that moment Mi-cha was starting to get awake and she started feeling a that she is holding something, and when she opened her eyes she saw someone who she is missing a lot she saw her dad and she started saying in her mind if this is real she was about to cry but then she saw the real person who’s in front of her, she realized she was daydreaming and that she was holding Mun-hee hand and then she just let his hand and she went toward the bathroom without saying a word, Mun-hee started lookin at his hand and smiling and then he went to the living room that when he saw Hyun-ki entering the apartment and then he asked him where have he been, Hyun-ki told him that he went to the shop to bring

Since I was already grateful for the warm food and bed that he had offered me, I couldn't object to it. As soon as he left, another pair of feet made their way to my room. I was certain that it would be Seth’s helper or someone that worked for him. I, therefore, shut my eyes and hoped to fall asleep, only to hear a woman cry out my name with perceivable pain in her voice. Upon opening my eyes, I realized that it was my older sister, Anne Jennings. More troubled than happy to see her, I questioned her about the sources that helped her to get to me. Instead of offering a direct response, she settled on my bed and caressed my head gently.

Maria Sleep and I are in a long-distance relationship. I stagger into the ensuite, exhausted, and look at the dark circles under my eyes. I don't have any concealer, so I splash my face with cold water until it hurts like razors. I don't want Mikhail to think he's getting to me.

Solara pov “Sol..” I heard someone calling my name in my sleeping state. “Sol..” I got more conscious. Mira was calling out to me and when I opened my eyes, her hand was all over my face and one of her legs was placed right above my abdomen. I think she was sleep talking. I took her hand off my face and spat out the hair on my face and in my mouth. I gently took off her legs as well. The bed in my room is a little tiny for two, but Mira can be wide when she sleeps.

A small, knowing smirk played on her lips—the kind of look a cat gives a mouse before the final pounce. "Hannah is fast asleep," Mia said, her voice dropping into a protective cadence. "She had a rough night, Luca. A lot of... emotions. It would be better to let her sleep over here. I'll make sure she’s taken care of." Luca’s jaw tightened. He glanced at the window of the room where his sister was supposedly dreaming of a world that didn't involve our betrayal. "Fine. Let her sleep. Tell her I’ll call her in the morning."

Mahira always wanted to be close to Mica, she had to sleep with her little sister, she wanted to go home quickly from school so she could play with her little sister. Every night, the bed was full of the four of us. Mica slept between Bram and me, Mahira was beside me. Likewise when Kakang Ihsan came home from the pondok, the room was even more full, everyone wanted to sleep with Mica’s little sister. Drizzling rain accompanied the darkness of the night, adding to the deep sleep of sleep lovers. However, not for me, every time Micca wakes up because she is thirsty, I have to breastfeed her immediately, whenever she wants.

Grabbing my jacket, I stepped out into the hallway, seeking solace in the quiet corridors of our shared quarters. The hallway was dimly lit, the soft glow of the overhead lights casting long shadows. I walked aimlessly, my footsteps echoing softly against the floor. I found myself in the common area, a space usually bustling with activity but now serene in the late hour.  As I entered, I noticed a figure seated by the window, silhouetted against the city lights. Drawing closer, I recognized Mira. She turned at my approach, offering a gentle smile. “Couldn’t sleep either?” she asked, her voice a soothing balm to my frayed nerves.

Marianella My sister was not in the habit of calling me during office hours, so when her name comes up on the call, I grab my phone and head for the bathroom. The feeling that something is wrong settles in my throat as I lock the door and slide the button to answer the call, taking a deep breath before I put the phone to my ear. “ Hola hermana “ he greets me and as I predicted his tone of voice was apprehensive. “ What happened? “ I ask at once.

I got out and headed downstairs where I saw my best friend, Mia Hensler sipping her morning coffee. I put my hand on my waist and raised my fingers at her accusatory. “You left the window open in my room.” She smiled without looking at me. Her red hair flowed as she turned her face. “Yes ma’am, I did. Otherwise, how can the majesty of sloths wake from her slumber?’ I scoffed at her words. “I may be a deep sleeper but at least I wake up early.” I went to the counter and made myself some coffee.

He kept mumbling in disbelief, "That's impossible! Patricia locked you in my room with me. You must have slept with me!" I took out a few sleeping pills from my pocket and lifted them in the air for everyone to see while I announced out loud, "It was just in your dreams! I added sleeping pills to the drinks I poured for you and Titus that night. Nothing happened between us!" The look on Titus' face changed, and he glared angrily at my mother. My mother cowered in panic when she saw the look Titus threw at her. She did not dare to look into his eyes.