Novel 365 Days 2 Bahasa Indonesia นิยาย & เรื่องราว

One week later. Ashley groaned softly as she turned on the bed, her eyes fluttering open. Sunlight streamed through the glass window, and a small smile spread across her lips. Today was another special day for her and Nora. They were heading to town again for some fun. The past week had been lively, all thanks to Nora, and it had helped ease the guilt weighing on her chest. Speaking of guilt… When was Dane going to wake up? Though she tried to distract herself with outings, the thought kept creeping back. What if he never woke up?

Tyson smirked. “31 Days.” Chance affirmed. “Which Day was today”? He asked. “Ninth.” Dr. Tyson added. “Twenty two days to go, man I am gonna savor these.” with a devilish smirk, Chance declared.

Steph presses the button that reads two and the doors close. As soon as the doors close I immediately let out a deep breath. “Oh man Steph, how am I going to survive the next 37 days here? I don’t fit in here at all. I’ve only met a few people and they already seem to hate me” I say leaning against the elevator wall. “They’re probably sitting there right now laughing at me.”

How could someone be this perfect, despite his arrogant demeanor, he still looked devastatingly handsome. My words were lost somewhere between my lips, and my brain, as I stared at him blankly. I can't even imagine myself falling for him. "You will be paid monthly through out the duration of the contract." "How long is this contract?" I asked, gulping in saliva forcefully. I silently prayed it was going to be for a week, which I had no idea how I was going to survive for that long. He laughed, and it sounded like the Devil himself laughed. There was nothing funny. Was there something on my face? I reached out for my face with my right hand, and found nothing. Then realization struck me! He h

“Happy new birthday Bisola Badmus, Happy new born day.” Bisola lay down and fall asleep immediately. THE END

“when I got to the meeting the next day, i was feeling dizzy. I passed out where they was only the both of us.” “Huh? Are you okay?” “I’m fine. I'm fine. But that pervert! I woke up in his car.” “huh? Did he touch you?” “are you crazy! Not everyone is dirty minded like you!” “what does that mean! You asshole! You just called him a pervert, that’s what perverts do.” “hmp! You are the worst listener ever. You talk too much.”

The scars on my arms and back suddenly began to itch, as if the memories themselves were crawling beneath my skin. Mama raised her glass with a bright smile. “To Lyra finally coming home. May we have nothing but happiness from now on.” Papa raised his glass. Matteo and Lily did too. I didn't move. Lily glanced at me, standing up. “Lyra probably wants something lighter,” she said sweetly. She poured a glass of juice and held it out to me. “She just got out of the asylum. I heard they mostly eat vegetables and chicken there. They probably don't even let patients drink much.”

With a hasty kiss on Jamie's forehead, I waste no time and speed out of the house. I trudge to the street, my feet heavy with the weight of my problems. Jamie's illness, Sandy's surgery, and finally, Luca. Thankfully, the streets aren’t deserted and soon enough, I flag down a cab. The car zooms through the city’s landscape. I look out the window, the view keeping me company throughout the boring ride.