Next Year In Havana นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“I’m glad you enjoyed it. Ours was great too. Addison got to know all of my friends and I got to know hers.” “Cool. Sounds great,” Joshua says, but it sounds very dry and uninterested. “That reminds me... When do you want to make good on the Cuba trip? I thought it would be nice if we did it the weekend of April 25th to 27th. That’s one week after my birthday.” “Sounds good. It’s the weekend, though, so I have to check with Emily if we can switch. I’ll take custody of the kids back and your sisters can tally with us.”

But William always seemed to sense it before she could say a word, coming up with all sorts of ways to talk her out of it. He told her that once the treatment was over, he would take her to Haven City for the New Year. Haven City was the southernmost coastal city, near the equator. Even in winter, it was warm and filled with sunshine. She had never been there before, but the way he described it made her long for it—the sun burning bright in the middle of winter, the bluest ocean stretching endlessly ahead. Just the thought of it made her hold on a little longer. If she had to die, maybe dying in the sunshine wouldn’t be so bad.

He says matter-of-factly. Isabella laughs. “No, I don’t think I’ve worked here long enough. Usually it’s people who have been around for a long time.” Dara dramatically shushes them from across the table. “As many of you already know, everyone who’s honored tonight will be awarded with an all-expenses-paid trip next month. This year, we’ll be spending four days at a resort on an Island.” The crowd oohs and aahs, and Hector smiles. “After last year’s experience on the mountaintop, we decided to go with something a little more traditional this year.”

Evelyn asked, concerned because Seraphina barely raised her voice in any matter. Seraphina heaved and nodded. "Ok, fine. I can understand her. This topic is really annoying, so how about we talk about the carnival going on in our city?" Nevada tried to lighten up everyone's mood. "Carnival?" Evelyn asked. "Yeah, carnival. This carnival takes place once in an year and this year's is here. It is going to last for a whole week with 7 different kinds of themes, every day and night," Nevada informed. "Oh.. Yes. I remember. Me and Seph had visited it last year with Nathan. It was so fun. Remember, Seph?" Evelyn spoke, excited but her smile dropped when she saw Seraphina's sorrowful face and she kn

Harmonia looked at him in astonishment and saw the two contracts on the table illuminated by the warm light from the corner of her eye. She still held another property deed contract in her hand that she hadn’t given away. She clenched it tightly between her fingers and seemed a bit overwhelmed for a moment. There was silence in the vast RV, and only the sound of their breathing could be heard. Harmonia averted her gaze and spoke up, “Mr. Smith mentioned earlier that my parents have decided to spend the New Year's at our vacation villa, so I won't be in Nilus City and can't spend the New Year with you…”

One last time, so…”Next Friday, right? “Right.” He nervously cleared his throat. “There’s this… – well, this year it’s a little bigger, because it’s the 25-year anniversary, you know. So… ahm… most of the others are staying overnight because there’ll be fireworks around eleven and a brunch on a boat the next morning.” “Meaning?” D asked in a somber tone. She wished she didn’t already know exactly what he was trying to say. “I kind reserved a room for us too.”

Feliz Año Nuevo! "Feliz Año Nuevo," I responded warmly to Grandma, leaning in to place a gentle kiss on her cheek. The Puerta del Sol in Madrid served as our backdrop for this joyous occasion—a bustling Central Square known for attracting thousands of people every New Year's Eve. Beneath the iconic clock, the square transformed into a colossal shared party, with people from all walks of life coming together to welcome the arrival of the new year. The jubilant shouts of the crowd harmonized with the crescendo of fireworks, creating an electrifying atmosphere.

Victor jumped up and headed to the cellar, returning triumphantly with a bottle of fine wine, ready to toast their upcoming adventure. “Here we come!” The room pulsed with exhilaration as they geared up for the mission of a lifetime and their grand debut on American soil in the vibrant Windy City of Chicago, to soon ring in the New Year on December 31, 2024!

He kept talking with Jamie only for a few minutes, before deciding this party was definitely not for him. At this point in life, he knew he would be having a better time spending New Year with Valeria. And yet he wasn’t, because he was an idiot. Would she still be awake? Probably not. The last time they spoke was on Christmas, and she seemed to be way too tired because they spent the holiday with the family of her mother’s boyfriend.

It’s different now because, at this time, everyone is outside to watch parades and to have photos with the mascots. Since social distancing is a must at times like this, we’re here inside of our houses doing our tasks. My task is to peel off the garlic for the food that they will be going to cook later. Since today is the last day of the year, I am thinking about confessing again to Gio but I am having second thoughts. If I got rejected, I will start the year 2021 sadly and I don’t want that to happen. But I also want to start my year freshly without any worries and secrets. I don’t know what to do now.