Option B Novels & Stories

Aisha pointed. "That's cause my father didn't give my mother the best life. Dami has given you the best life you could have. You have a car of your own,you buy whatever you want,eat whatever you want. Do whatever you want,you have the money, why're you bothering yourself?"

All she bought could only fit into a medium sized box. The cab driver was shocked once again to see Jane emerging with a box filled with clothes when he knew very well how expensive things were in this boutique.

Seeing that my expression looked normal, the two of them exchanged a glance and visibly relaxed. At that moment, I only found it ironic. Damien walked over, took my hand, and led me to the sofa. His movements were still steady and gentle. “I contacted the best orthopedic specialist in Turicum. They said that if you continue with nerve repair treatment, your right hand might recover a little more. “But even if it doesn’t recover, it’s okay. I’ll stay by your side forever.” In the past, promises like this would have made my eyes burn with emotion.

"There's a difference. Pushing is aggressive. Not being present is just... abandonment dressed up as respect." "I don't know how to do this," I said. "Just move," Eli said. "Just let your hand touch mine. It's not a decision that needs strategy. It's just proximity. It's just connection." I turned my hand, and our fingers made contact on the counter. Not hands held. Just fingertips touching. Just that small acknowledgment of physical presence. The moment stretched. "I'm sorry," I said. "I know," Eli said. "But sorry isn't enough anymore. You need to show me that you're actually choosing this."

which was true, I never would have bought it if my friends didn’t insist. The next one was bluish-grey with a sparkly top and simple skirt, it was backless but I didn’t like the color on me. Angel liked it on me but asked me to wear the last one which will decide the dress I should wear. The next one was black, it was short too and the right side had an extra cloth so the right side was long, it was simple and hugged my curves perfectly like the first one. I liked it and decided to wear it to the party, even Angel liked it more than the second one.

Sincerely, Wilson. Reading this I saw that Millie noticed me trembling. She came over to me asking, "What's wrong Brian?" I showed her the letter and she came over to me in fear. "There, there, ear I won't let him hurt you. I will protect us." I said looking at her. "How?" She asked. "We fight baby, we fight." I held her face in my hands and I kissed her. We embtaced one another in comfort that night.

I walked to her and asked her a question about what would look great outside to make the house look more lively. She gave me some suggestions and showed me some in all different colors and types . Once I had picked the ones I liked I saw if she could make an order to have them delivered being that I did order a lot and I wouldn't have space in my truck. "How about 1pm today ?" She asked " That's great, " I said that I have some time to rest .

Dennis countered, and with a gesture, he highlighted the list and said, "Computer, accounting for Item 13's specifications, classified and otherwise, in relation to transport average speed, carrying capacity, stealth, and time of activity, determine destination." Immediately, the big map monitor on the wall became active and zoomed in on the Arctic region. Numbers, presumably representative of the factors Dennis had listed, ran across the screen alongside the list. "Destination determined with ninety-seven percent match accounted factors," the AI announced a few seconds later. Dennis smiled when he saw what coordinates the AI had picked out. "Miss Months, gather the kids," he said, "looks li

They would always manage to make nasty comment though that would hurt too. We carried on looking and just as I saw a perfect dress for Lisa, I felt a tug from the other side and when I looked it was Shanaya. "Let go, this is my dress." "Seriously I had it first and you know it, just back off." "Who do you think you are talking to Omega?" Omega was the lowest of low wolves and one of the biggest insults she could give to me. Lisa jumps in "Did you just call her an Omega?" Shanaya now looking worried not realising that Lisa was with me.

The pups run down the stairs eager to get some food. I swear they ate like 10 times a day. “ Me first! “ One of the pups demand “ No, me first, Jayden! “ A pup cries “ Mabel promised me that I could go first since I went last time, “ the pup said bossily. Their innocent playfulness makes me smile. A real, genuine smile for the first time in a long time. I wish my biggest problem was what number I was in the breakfast line.