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She is a family oriented girl who will do anything to please her parents. I learnt more stuff about her for these past few months. She is very good at hiding her emotions. No doubt, I am going to miss her. But-- What about her? Will she miss me? No way. I slumped my shoulder in defeat. She considered me a good friend like how she saw Quinn and Kevin but here I am thinking of her as my girl. "Bye, take care." Quinn waved when she entered the bus which takes almost 18 hours to reach her hometown. I slightly nodded my head when our eyes met and there-- I saw some unknown utterance.

"Sir, you have the wrong person." But Dante didn't care. He strode up to me, his eyes full of excitement and joy. "Emby, I couldn't be wrong. You must be Emby!" I frowned, trying to avoid his touch, but it was too late. Dante grabbed my hand, his voice trembling. "Emby, I've missed you so much. I've thought about you every single day for these three years!" I sighed and forcefully pulled my hand away. "Sir, you really have the wrong person. I don't know you."

Her hand rose to her face, pressing against her eyes as if she could physically stop the tears threatening to come. “I miss my father,” she said shakily. “I miss having someone older than me in the room. I miss not being the person everyone turns to. I miss waking up without dread already waiting for me.” Her breathing faltered. “I miss one day where nothing is on fire.” Ethan remained silent, letting her empty what she had carried alone for too long. Then she said the one thing she had not meant to reveal. “I miss you.” The words seemed to startle even her.

And scoffed that in that moment, it sounded more than her death song, her farewell song than when she sang it to Marc back in Miami. She missed him. She missed those days and she missed Miami. It was on the brink of her life that she began to feel, miss the things at the fear that she might not make it. She missed her sisters, realizing that they hadn’t even spoken in two weeks since Jacq had woken up. She missed them, still. So much. She’ll miss her boys and her own mother. She’ll miss Mexico but not Alex. Who was she kidding, she would miss Alex. And Marc. Had i said Marc? Because God, she missed the hell out of him.

There was no way that I was going to say sorry to her , that wasn’t happening for anything in this work . “ If you miss her that much , why don’t you just go say hi to her . I looked at who had said that and it was a girl sitting right beside me . I couldn’t help but notice how pretty the girl was . She had that glowing brown skin and her hair whete beautifully braided, she was gorgeous . “How did you know that I miss her ? “ I could see the way you acted when she entered the hall . You don’t want to be too hard on yourself , I know that friends go through a lot together , but I know that you should go and talk it out with her and try to merge things up .

. The man stayed with her, staring at her with a serene face as she told him. —Honestly, I missed this a lot. During my time in boarding school. Erika frowned and told him. “You missed my company, or you missed bothering me. The man responded with a smile. —both. She missed teasing so much. But I also missed your partner. And apparently he wasn't the only one. Or maybe I'm wrong? "You're not wrong, I missed you too. Otherwise, it would not have ended, where it ends. besides, you never wrote to me, nor did you tell me anything. It seems to me, incredible to believe, that you really missed me. Or maybe I'm wrong? "You're not wrong, I missed you too. Otherwise, it would not have ended, where it

He didn't finish his food again. ~°~°~°~°~ I'm on the terrace, staring blankly into the sky while thinking of Missy. To tell you the truth, Missy was my first love. I liked her the first time I saw her and the longer it went on the more I liked her. She's simple but gorgeous, fearless, and she's always being herself. She doesn't care what others would say to her. Who wouldn't fall for her?

Saige and I shared a look of confusion before looking back at Ellis who stared at her hands in her lap. "I'm sorry I haven't reached out all these years to let you know I was okay. After finding out my mother had been killed I thought the worst of you too. I was forced into servitude for vampires and managed to track you down. I wish this was under better circumstances but this will be the last you will hear from me. In this box are two hoodies. One for Kaia and one for Saige; these were their favorite hoodies of mine. I've decided I'm not cut out for this world. I can't live my own life without potentially getting Kaia and Saige in trouble. So I will do everyone a favor and do to me as my m

She's probably was fast asleep right now, her mouth parted slightly as she makes little sounds in her sleep that I find so adorable. I take my chance and text her anyway, the empty feeling inside me increasing further and further. I miss you. I send the text and swallow the lump in my throat, feeling like a part of me is physically missing. My heart aches painfully for her and all I want is to have her back in my arms.

[CAYDEN] My head is fucking spinning. And not the good kind. Is there even a good kind of spin? I woke up crying. I dreamt about my mom, although I couldn't even remember what it was about. Is it possible to miss someone you've never even met?