Novel & Cerita Not Everything Is As It Seems

“I feel very scared now, I'm afraid later I will lose my husband. The distance between us is getting bigger, now what should I do? Am I wrong if I want to keep what I have?” “Madam it's not wrong if you only want to defend what's yours, besides you can't let your things be stolen by others. But madam, when your goods are in someone else's hands. Then the taste of the item will not be the same as before, you have to let it go. Because the paper that has been torn, will not return to the way it was. There must be marks that make the paper ugly!” explained Mr. Beak.

No, it can't be me. Money is everything. ******* TBC

"Though I don't think you're going to end up with everything you want." There was a shocker. Snort. ***

The woman I would die for without hesitation. "Everything's fine," I lie. "Get some rest." She closes her eyes, trusting me completely. But everything is not fine. Everything is falling apart. And I don't know how to fix it.

She was gone. Didn't want him anymore. Vincent charged it, ripped it down, smashed it to the floor. He punched his own smiling face, over and over. Even when the glass sliced deep and blood dripped, he didn't stop. Like breaking it could undo everything. Only when it was unrecognizable did he finally quit. He staggered toward the living room—then froze. Next to the trash, something caught his eye. He knelt, picked up a few torn scraps. And then he saw it—two words that knocked the air out of him:

**On the Edge of Everything** The morning after the town council’s announcement, the reality of their situation hit the Hayes family hard. Claire, Ethan, Samuel, and Lillian sat at the kitchen table, the air thick with anxiety. The fair had been a success, but it was overshadowed by the looming threat of losing their shop to the council’s development plans. They had poured their hearts into making the shop a cornerstone of the community, and now it was at risk of being erased completely.

Seems things can only get better! ------------

Hollis kept hitting the stirring wheel, her already busted hands screaming in pain. When did everything start falling apart? An even better question may have been was anything EVER okay to start with?

“That’s… mad.” “Maybe. But is it madder than watching everything fall apart for both of us?” Laya looked away, heart racing. It was madness. And yet… In the flickering hush of the chapel, something passed between them. Two women. Two broken families. One impossible opportunity. And perhaps, just perhaps, a way forward.

I must be amusing to her. "See what I told you? She's literally so sweet and harmless. She can't even look in our eyes", Amelia said, linking her arms with mine. "I'm sorry I doubted you", Bella rolled her eyes. ANNA'S POV I don't like her. I've never liked her. To others, it might seem like she's a sweet girl but to me, it's just like she's pretending to be someone she's not. I'd always noticed her. Since before the incident with Victoria. She always has this innocent face when talking to our classmates but I couldn't help but notice how she would occasionally glare at people. As if she wished every single one of us were dead.