Novel & Cerita Miles And Gwen Fanfiction

It seemed as if the air that Maui had no end, she could not get tired of sighing. "Because the truth is... Henrix and I... we're not romantically connected." I first pulled the car over to the side of the road, so I could be comfortable listening to Maui. It's hard to gossip when we don't have eye contact with each other. “We're not even having our own family. Because what you found out about us before, that's not true." She raised her head to try to stop the tears from falling. "Henrix is ​​not the one I want to be my husband. I don't want to marry him. Because our relationship ended a long time ago, Gwen. So, if you believe we got back together… you're wrong, okay?”

"I am not looking for a weakness. I am just... noticing. You brace yourself before you speak to anyone. You never let them see you sweat. And when Cain brings you that coffee, you look terrified because someone actually remembered how you take it." Eli crossed his arms, his posture turning rigid. "So what? Are you jealous?" "Not jealous." I took a step closer, breaking the unspoken boundary between us. "Concerned, maybe. Cain throws himself into the fire. He cares deeply, without a safety net. I don't want him getting burned if you decide to ghost." Eli let out a short, humorless laugh. "You think *I* am the dangerous one here?"

the clothing seller replied. Gwen frowned in bewilderment. 'That's so bizarre!' With her stomach rumbling, Gwen decided to look for a nearby diner, hoping to grab some meat pies, beef stew, or any proper meal. She spotted a cozy diner near the market entrance close to where she had parked her scooter. Gwen promptly sat down and ordered a traditional Aussie beef stew, a favorite of hers—strictly without bean sprouts or extra greens, as she despised vegetables. As she enjoyed her breakfast, Gwen couldn't stop thinking about the old man. It was only now that she realized she needed to ask him a crucial question: how could she return to being Hans’s wife once she had gathered a small fortune?

He inhaled deeply and took a step forward to hug her but Gwen moved away from him. "I am sorry. I did not mean to yell at you." Sian apologized but Gwen shook her head as she wiped tears from her cheeks. "I am leaving." "Where are you going?" Sian followed who left the tent. Gwen suddenly stopped as she felt a piercing pain in her stomach only to find an arrow that already pierced through her skin. "Gwen..." Sian called her as there was a rain of arrows and yelling from surrounding. "Gwen..." He suddenly felt scared and pulled her inside the tent.

I pleaded, surprised at myself for taking the side of a complete stranger over my childhood best friend. “What do you mean, Gina?” Mace asked, confusion written all over his face. Shawn firmly removed Mace’s grip from his collar, then dusted it off as if there were invisible dust on it. With a gritty, cold smile, he stretched out one hand while the other was stuffed into his pocket. “Quin Deshawn, I believe you’re Mason, Regina’s childhood best friend.” Mace threw a surprised glance toward me, and I shrugged. Dude, even I don’t know how he knew everything about me either.