Orange Is The New Black Burset 소설 & 이야기

Evelyn smugly chimed in, "This is all your fault. Nicholas wouldn't get so angry if it weren't for your shamelessness. Today was supposed to be Vicky's engagement celebration, and look what you've turned it into. "You're just jealous she's marrying the CEO of Sinclair Group. You must've returned just to ruin everything." Julian glanced at me, pain flickering in his eyes. Then, he slapped away the finger Evelyn was pointing at me. He looked at Edward and said coldly, "You can forget about me blessing this engagement." With that, he moved to escort me out. The moment Edward saw this, panic flashed across his face. "N-No—" Before he could finish, Elliot grabbed a vase from the table and hurled

He was frozen, eyes empty, shaking so badly that he couldn't even speak. Then his mind finally broke. He collapsed, sobbing, babbling incoherently as he crawled toward me, reaching for my legs. I kicked his hand away. The crack of breaking bone was sharp and clear. I pulled out my encrypted military phone and dialed the board of directors at Gray Enterprise right in front of him. "This is Tiffany Horton," I said calmly. "The sole legal heir of the Hortons." The voices on the other end erupted in shock. "Ms. Horton? You're alive?"

And I felt some dreadful things. I move to the window, needing air that doesn’t smell like antiseptic and old fear. Outside, the night is dissolving, the tip of the sun staining the horizon a dull, sickly pink. “Baby’s fine,” Burden announces, wiping gel from Mel’s stomach with brisk, practiced swipes. It’s the first good news of the day, and I cling to it like a lifeline. She peels off her latex gloves with two quick snaps and tosses them into the bin.

A second later, the lounge door opened and he stepped in on his cane as if he owned the place. Turns out he did. "You really had me fooled," he said, lowering himself onto the seat beside me. "I spent weeks thinking about the sad woman I left in Malta. Meanwhile, you're back in the city drinking my whiskey and throwing a party in my club." One of the men behind him snorted. "Boss has been hung up on you since he got off that plane." I set my glass down. "I still owe you hospital money." "I'm Ethan Vale. If I wanted the money, I'd have sent an invoice."

I rely entirely on this imported medication that isn't covered by insurance. It can't cure me. But it can kill me. I poured out a handful of white pills and shoved them into my mouth. I drank some water, swallowed the handful, then took another handful, until the bottles were empty. I lay down on the bed. My stomach churned violently; my heart pounded like it would burst through my chest. My phone buzzed. A text message: [Bank Alert] Your account ending in 3091 has received a transfer of 5,000 dollars.

I then said, "Blue shirt and black trousers." Lena immediately relaxed and laughed at me. "I told you that your daughter is going to jump! Tess wore a pair of dark green pants and not black!" "The one who's about to jump must be your daughter! Haha! She must have done badly on her mock exams, and wanted to jump because Tess's results were so much better and it hurt her pride!" I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Lena was seriously mentally unstable. But I wasn't any better as I accompanied her waiting for her daughter to jump.

He cheated on me, drove my mom to her death, and now I was the one who needed to reflect? What a joke. I stood up, grabbed the suitcases by the door, and tossed them straight into the dumpster. 'Mike, I won't compromise anymore.'

An awe expression appeared on her face looking at Orni. " Someone is looking so spicy," Natasha commented coming forward when Orni stood in front of the mirror. Orni said nervously," I can't wear it. It's too revealing. It's showing half of my boobs." " You mustn't be planning to wear a burkha(veil) in the club!! This dress has suited you nicely so just wear it without any tension. It's not that revealing," Natasha said sarcastically and Orni continued looking at her reflection nervously.

"Seeing us on the couch in front of the TV and finding us in bed at 2am are two very different things, Bets." Betsy made a little moue, but she didn't have an answer for that. Instead, she stared at the TV in silence. However she felt about the night before, she didn't show it. She stayed hooked on to me. Her level of comfort with the whole thing made me strangely uncomfortable. "Oh, the orange team lost all of its orange-y-ness," Betsy said. "They're called away jerseys," I said. "Whatever," Betsy said. She rested her head against my chest. Her brown hair was back in its usual braid.

Burt grunted as he was sent flying, his face turning pale right then. "Burt!" Frank looked up just then to see Burt being sent flying, his eyes turning red as he glided forward and caught Burt. "Cough, cough…" Burt collapsed in Frank's arms and hacked violently, blood welling out of his mouth. "M-Mr. Lawrence… My meridian nexus…" Frank promptly tore through Burt's clothes to find the distinct bruise on his abdomen.