My Brilliant Friend Lila นิยาย & เรื่องราว

That’s why I called her my best friend, even though sometimes I hated how easily she drew the spotlight away from everyone else. But the smile died when I hit play. It was wrong. Lila was pale, almost ghostly in the glow of her phone screen. Her hair hung in a sloppy ponytail, strands falling into her eyes. She wasn’t laughing, wasn’t joking, wasn’t her usual fearless self. She whispered, her voice shaking, “I just feel like… nobody notices.” I froze. My fingers trembled as the chat scrolled faster than I could read. CALL 911 DON’T GO THERE

Fate was cruel. So, as her head was tilted back with tears streaming down her pale cheeks, just like she had felt the sun with her bare feet digging into wet soil, all Lillia could think of was his words. She desperately wanted to see her best friend again. She wanted to see the only friend she had. I’m sorry… Lillia was distraught as images of her father flashed, followed by Maera, Selene, Kyla, Amelia, Eva… and Regaleon.

i said getting a playful glare from zay. "This is Lilliana, my other best friend and roommate, she is an amazing chef and big sister I never had" I said pointing towards Lilly. She awwed to my words. Last but not least "this is Elijah, my other third best friend, who looks scary but he is a sweet guy and a big brother to me '' I said smiling warmly towards eli. He returned my smile and his eyes lit up listening to me making him my brother.

I noticed the way she avoided looking at me and I knew she was still feeling bad about talking about Hunt. "You know I'm not mad at you, right?" I asked her, as she sat down next to me. "You're my best friend." Her eyes widened. "But you're my Luna or well soon-to-be. You can't have me as your best friend." "Says who?" Lilith smiled as she plated up some greasy bacon and steaming scrambled eggs for us, along with a piping hot cup of coffee for all three of us. "A Luna can do whatever she likes," Lilith said.

I held up a hand. "Exactly!" Lila sighed. "You can but I'm not. Anyway, I'm outta here, I have to have a nice bath to be clean again." She rose to her feet and picked her bag from the floor, shambling out of sight. "How did you ever become friends with such a bitch." "Lila!" "It's not a lie, she's crazy." "She's crazy but I love her for who she is, as well as I love you for who you are."

’ thought Lily in disappointment. “You are not at all a terrible friend. How are you supposed to know someone’s secret? She has never been on any party. She is always away from everyone’s company. They didn’t give you a bit of a sign that they are related. How are you supposed to see something which is hidden with that perfection? You are merely a human being, Lil. You are no supernatural creature! Don’t go hard on yourself when it’s not even your fault” said Layla while stroking her hair and continued,

Elena sat up straighter, giving her that look—*I know him, you don’t. Adrian walked over with a smile. "Lila, good to see you. Place treating you okay?" "Yeah, it’s great," Lila said, setting her phone down. She couldn’t help checking out the stranger again while Adrian talked. He noticed and turned back. "This is Enzo Romano. Oldest friend I’ve got, business partner too. Enzo, Lila—Elena’s best friend, staying here awhile." Enzo looked right at her. Dark eyes, steady. He gave a small nod but didn’t offer a handshake. "Lila."

"Relax Kiara after two glasses of drink you won't notice the difference between you and them!" Lilia stopped the waiter who passed by, holding a tray in his hand, and took shot glasses from him. "That's what we need now." Lilia threw the money at the tray... "I'll take four cups." She turned and gave Kiara two glasses, "Drink it Kiara, you need it." Kiara didn't know what kind of drink this was from the glasses but she drank it if she wanted to stay she wouldn't go against Lilya's desire... "You told me you're going to meet your friend Brandy, where is she?!"

Fire needs stone, pup—she’s yours, revel! Lila stood by the pool, chestnut ponytail swaying, hazel eyes bright, clutching a parchment scroll, charcoal stick tucked behind her ear, courage radiant—the Veil’s end, her maps eternal, her spark blazing. Her tunic was clean, voice lilting, sketching the pool, the twilight catching her joy. Spark, her wolf, yipped vibrantly, tail wagging. You’re their star, Lila—draw, shine, live!