My Neighbors Daughter #7 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Yeah, you don’t like this chick at all.” Though my feelings were apparently transparent, I shook my head and laughed in an attempt to brush off his statement. “And her daughter is a sweet little thing. Even in the short time I’ve known them, Sunny’s gotten used to me. She knows me. That’s dangerous. I don’t want her to wonder where I am when I inevitably stop coming around.” I sighed. “It’s just hard because they’re right next door.” “Shit, okay. This is your neighbor. The one you mentioned having coffee with.”

We could hear the loud music from the club even though we were still inside the car. While I was running around the neighborhood, I thought about what would be nice to wear tonight. Even though Mommy had been cold towards me, at the request of Daddy's wife, Tita Ava, we were civil to each other, and whenever she went shopping with Charlotte—my half-sister from Daddy—she would always buy something for me too.

I was in such a good mood that I even hummed a song to myself. Everyone was on the edge of their seats for an even more titillating scene! However, even after a long while, my roommate was still lying on the bed and playing on her phone. "Take it off. Why isn't she going to bed yet?" I grew irritated. Suddenly, she moved, and I excitedly sat up straight. When I saw her take a black metal device from her bag and scan through the room, however, I was a little alarmed. She seemed really experienced. Since she was tall, she held the device up to the smoke alarm.

Most people might feel embarrassed by having their neighbor turn up in the night to ask them to quiet down, but he didn't let it stop him one bit. My only remaining option was to call my mom and vent. "The house is fine Mommy, but my neighbor's a satyriasis." There was confused silence from the other end of the line. "Your neighbor's a what, sweetie?" "He's like a rabbit. I can hear him going at it from dusk till dawn. My nerves are shredded. If you don't believe me, come listen for yourself." I made sure to sound despondent. In truth, I'd been wanting to redecorate for a while and this seemed like the perfect excuse.

I replied "No need" She said looking up at me from the phone "Smirnov is my mother's madien name, Cecelia is my sister" "Your sister? Your sister name is Vera Guerra" At this point, I was getting confused and a little frustrated "My youngest sister is Vera, she's 13 years old. I have another sister, my twin sister, Cecelia Guerra" She looked uncertain, as if she didn't want to tell me this. I reached and held her good hand "Vittoria, In the next hour I will be your husband. Tell me"

Standing in front of me were my neighbors from across the hall. The face of Vera Morri, an old woman, twisted into a horrifying scowl as she planted her hands on her hips and shrieked. “You wretched girl! How dare you try to kill my precious grandson! Let me tell you something, if anything happens to him, I’ll kill you!”

When I received a call from my daughter, Aurora Wilken, I shot up in bed and stepped on the cold floor with my bare feet. “Aurora, is that really you? It’s Mom.” The line crackled with static before her voice grew clearer. “Mom, didn’t we just pay the electric bill yesterday? The power went out. I’m so scared. Where are you, Mom? Please come home.” It was my daughter’s voice! There was no mistaking it!

He was looking surprised as he muttered an oh! "Mom! You didn't tell me there are visitors outside." He spoke sheepishly "Because you were talking nonstop." He mom replied and we chuckled. "They are our neighbors, they live next door. She said to her son. This is my son "mike"... Mike meet...uhmmm...she stammered. Forgive me, I didn't get the names." She spoke "Am Bella, and this is daisy, Bryan and Kelly." She pointed at each and every one of us.

The smile that graces her lips makes my heart skip a beat. Maybe I am starting to like my beautiful neighbor. *************************************************************** After having dinner with my father, I have just entered the home, and I have not even turned on the lights when I hear a loud groaning sound coming from outside. Peeking my head outside the door, I watch Ariana carrying shopping bags in both of her hands with an annoyed expression on her face. Quickly, stepping outside, I take bags from her hand. Instead of going to her place, she stomps inside my apartment, leaving me to follow her.

Come back! "I was wrong! I'll give everything back to you! I'll trade my life!" "Forum, can you hear me? I'll trade! Bring my sister back!" But the countdown had already begun. No matter how much they regretted it, it was too late. I felt a wave of lightness. A soft white glow wrapped around me. Maybe this was fine, too. Goodbye. In the next life, let's not meet again. Being Dad's daughter hurt too much.