Novel & Cerita One Percent Of You

The first one slightly larger, the second one closing the distance, both of them doing exactly what they are supposed to do. I have been carrying the twelve-week number for eight weeks. I have been keeping it in the place where I keep the things I track carefully and don't let fear become. Three percent is not ten percent. Three percent is the number that says: I was worried about something that has resolved in the right direction. Dominic's hand is on my arm. He isn't squeezing it. Just present, the way he is always just present when things matter.

Saying that the one percent is a hope. Damon POV. Damon was just driving into his penthouse with a smile when he received a notification. He clicked on it and it read. "Mara has been confirmed dead" and his heart skips a beat. He started his car back and drove to the specialist hospital she has been confirmed dead in. He walked in fast as the doctors, nurses and patient acknowledged his present. "Where is Mara?" Was the first thing he asked a doctor. Damon POV I walked to the operation room and found Mara's Mom sleeping beside her daughter holding her hand and I checked her life percent and it was showing 1 percent. Someone must be holding her from dying somewhere but the question is who?.

I know she saw the look of chagrin on my face as I was looking down. The doctor sort of giggles… “everything’s normal so far! …just for your information, you’ve already made it to the 95th percentile, meaning you’re of that percentage of my patients that seem to have one last look at their messenger of love before it ascends to the realm of aphrodisia.”

One— BANG.

he said to me, and I couldn't help but nod. "That sounds cool. I wish I could own shares in this place. It would be a good investment," I told him, and he laughed. "Exactly, but if you remain a good girl, I can help you achieve that. I own twenty-one percent shares. I can give you one percent so you can feel great about yourself and be more at home over here. But that's not all; it will come with a bargain," he said to me, and I nodded. "Which is?"

" a we are going to do is just sleep don't have any dirty thoughts " " fine "

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“96.4 was higher than your last term’s percentage. So I bet you didn’t take first either.” “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” “Is it 100 percent?” Ayo smirked. “Because that’s the only percent I won’t believe.” “100!!! That’s impossible!” “Thank God you know and I know you’ve never had above 95%.” “Well, I did have more than 95%,” Anu said, walking stylishly across the room. “Look at you,” Ayo mocked. “You would have said 100.” “Oh! You don’t believe, right?”

Alive. “One…”

please ". "You've got you ". "100%", Timothy said