Novel & Cerita Paper Flower Chapter 1

For a long moment, I simply stared at my mother's handwriting. Then finally took a breath. And carefully broke the seal. The paper inside was old. Yellowed slightly by time. Fragile. My fingers trembled as I unfolded it. The first line appeared. And the moment I read it, my eyes began to sting. Because the letter started with only four words. "Hello, my little star." My breath caught. The room suddenly felt very quiet. Very still. As if the entire world was waiting. Waiting for me to continue. I tightened my grip on the paper. And began to read. End of Chapter.

And I already knew that I was going to have the time of my life. With that thought, I lulled myself to sleep. _---------_----------_------ That's chapter 1. Please tell me what you think. The Garbas will soon make an entrance don't worry. Plea Vote on this chapter, Comment and Share. All my love😘

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--- Memories --- Silence. --- Aren carefully opened the first page. --- And froze. --- For a photo was pasted there. --- A picture of them. --- Of everyone. --- In the clearing. --- The day the door was closed. --- No one had taken that photo. --- No one. --- Beneath it was a handwritten line. --- Handwriting Aren recognized immediately. --- Unsteady. --- A bit crooked. --- But unmistakable. --- > Chapter 1 --- Slowly, he turned the page.

Chapter 50: Halfway to Becoming Whole Sophia stared at the top of the document, her fingers hovering over the keys like they were waiting for her to finally make peace with herself. The cursor blinked, as patient as ever, underneath a title that had taken her a full week to type: Chapter 10: The Day the Mirror Told the Truth.

His voice stopped me in my tracks. “I am prepared to compensate you for the arrangement.” I turned around, my hand on my hip. “Compensate? You think you can buy a wife?” “I think I can provide a fair exchange for your time.” He opened a leather folder on the table and slid a single sheet of paper toward me. I hesitated. Every instinct told me to walk away, but my curiosity was a traitor. I stepped forward and scanned the number at the bottom of the page. Then I scanned it again. My breath hitched in my chest.

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The title for chapter 48 is also the name of the Ray Charles song Mj dances to, I made the chapter free to say thank you for all the amazing people I have met and also just to say Happy Mothers day to all the amazing parents. Happy Reading All Roses are red paper is square I cant post this chapter with less than one hundred words so there... that still wasnt enough, I just dont have the stuff, to keep this obserd rhyme in motion, I would really rather just dump the whole thing in the ocean.

She quickly packed the clothes and took them to the bathroom. "Make yourself comfortable. Sit," She pointed to the bed when she came back from the bathroom and saw that he was still standing. He walked to the bed and instead of sitting he bent over and took the scrambled piece of paper that lay there. Sasha's heart plummeted. He was not supposed to do that. He was invading her privacy. When he opened the paper, her heart melted. He read the paper aloud, "A flower trying to bloom against all odds…" "Will first have to break itself while trying…" Sasha concluded the line. She had written that some days back when she was caught between moving on and letting the past be.

This was a place where I could unwind and clear my head, the atmosphere always soothing. Stepping inside, my grin widened as I took in the sight before me. Only moments ago, I had been berating Kian for forgetting my birthday, but now my spirits lifted as I approached the bouquet of flowers on my bed. I sank down onto the bed, feeling it dip beneath my weight, and leaned forward to inhale the sweet fragrance of the blooms - it was tantalizing and wonderful. Suddenly, something caught my eye - a white piece of paper was tucked amongst the flowers. Curiosity piqued, I picked up the paper and slid it open.