My Sister's Best Friend の小説・ストーリー

With some heavily dyed hair? “I am not hungry.” Even if I was, all of this just ruined my appetite and soured my taste. I never thought she would stoop this low. Not to sound judgy but this girl, she was everything that went wrong with America and the rest of the world. “Well, suit yourself.” She said in a low voice, then lowered into her seat. “Kayden, Diego; Diego, meet Kayden. My sister’s fiancée.” Oh? I think you forgot to mention…

Her hair flowed beautifully, and her green eyes looked at me with a smile as she approached the sink. I know her, and she must know me. We often meet at parties like this. Amanda Dimitriou, or maybe her twin: Rafaella Dimitriou. The sister of Maven Dimitriou, the best friend of my sister's fiancé. They were both at the same college as me. "Hi, Gretta." she greeted kindly.

Sliding glass doors led to a balcony that showed a stunning view of the city in the distance—bright lights, so full of stories and interest. "So beautiful." she said again. He dipped his head in silent concession, moving towards the kitchen and pulling a bottle of champagne from the fridge. She recognised the label for its distinctive golden color. He took her martini glass from her and put both their glasses in the sink, then she watched as he unfurled the foil from the champagne bottle and popped the cork effortlessly, grabbing two flutes and half filling them. "Your sister is an amazing friend too," Sasha continued, desperate for something to say in order to fill up the silence, "I don’t

Just the mention of Thorne’s name makes my pulse spike and my heart skip. Fucking hell. I still hate him. Thorne Xandros was my brother’s best friend and the first man I ever have a crush on. But Alec always reminded me that Thorne is like our brother. He always smacked Thorne on the head if Thorne looked at me longer than he should. “She’s our sister, Thorne. Don’t forget that,” Alec always said to Thorne in situations like that. But I never wanted to be a sister to Thorne. I wanted something intimate.

I'd dо ѕоmе thіngѕ to hеr, I tell уоu whаt. "Whаt іѕ іt, ѕwееthеаrt?" "Dаddу, I nееd your hеlр. The pump ѕtорреd working аnd I nееd уоu to come fіx іt." "I саn't bаbу, I'm grіllіng. Brіаn, hеlр уоur sister out."

As the screen played before Valerie, her fists clenched tightly, her knuckles turning white. She ground her jaw, glaring at the scene. Her bitchy sister never changed. After Sienna's betrayal years ago, Valerie had held on to a thin shred of hope that Sienna might change. But she had been wrong. Sienna shattered whatever was left of that hope. Fûck! How could such a vile woman be her sister? Ever since their parents' death, Sienna had been her only relative in London. But now, it seemed Valerie was truly alone.

She softly says. I sigh. “It’s okay.” I say with a small smile. “Just don’t let that happen again.” >>> When we get back home, I go upstairs to my room, leaving Halsey to my mom. My phone starts vibrating. Dean: I’m sorry about your sister. Me: Why are you talking to me? It’s not like she’s dead. Dean: It seems like you’re always pushing me away, even when I try to help. Me: Maybe because I don’t need your help.

Sophia replied as Jennifer sighed and nodded "Yea, you're right about that. I'm sorry,Sophia" "It's all cool,you still my bestie" "Bestie?" Jennifer asked "You don't like the sound of bestie?" Sophia asked "Bish,I'm more than your bestie" Jennifer replied. "I'm your sister from another mister and your ride or die for life" "Yea,and don't forget it" "Oh,I'll never forget,boo" Jennifer said as she wrapped her arm around Sophia. "Let's get back to the guys before they decide to do something reckless"

“Most people wouldn’t want to play with their sister because they think she’s annoying.” “Oh no, she is annoying. But she’s my best friend!” Bea states triumphantly. I look at their dad, taken aback and also floored by their care of each other. It brings a question to mind. “Why is your sister your best friend?” I ask Bea as she takes a bite of her pancakes. “Is it cause she’s your sister? Or because she’s your favorite person?” “Because when Daddy’s busy and Mommy’s not around.” I sit up straighter, my eyes whipping to Derek, who doesn’t even seem to flinch.