Paris The Memoir นิยาย & เรื่องราว

**** ~ Flashback ~ Before heading to the library, Evelina and Rissa are on their way to the opposite end of the class to the library. Evelina walks and she stops from her path, she just remembers that there was something she forgot. Seeing Evelina's reaction stop, Rissa asks her. "Eve, what's wrong? Is there anything you left in the classroom?" "No, I forgot something. That actually, I wanted to return the book in the library," she replied.

I had for once in my life no planning I had to go by, no plans or things to do or any expectations and I felt relaxed to have nothing to do but read a book in a hot bath. Once I was done taking a bath and a quarter of my book further I decided it was time to rinse myself off, I started to get hungry, which my mother would love, and figured it should be about time to maybe go downtown, get myself some new clothes and new books from the money I had saved and was still in the envelope I was given along with my train ticket.

Emily. Who was I again? When I woke up, I was lying in a soft bed. The warmth confused me. I couldn’t remember who I was. Who was I? I think I used to be just a wild kid from a small town. I spent my days running around, chasing rabbits and dogs, wading in the river, and getting tanned under the sun. And then? Then there was nothing else. All I could remember was how happy I used to be. I sat up, scratching my head in confusion. Where was I?

Forced a smile that didn’t belong on my face. “Just...old messages.” He didn’t push, and I was grateful for that. But I couldn’t meet his eyes. Because all I could think was: What kind of person falls apart over one man while sitting across from another? *** Paris was every bit as magical as I’d imagined. As soon as we stepped out of our taxi at the hotel, the air was filled with the enticing aroma of fresh-baked croissants and hot chocolate. The summer weather was unexpectedly cool and romantic, like something straight from a painting.

The woman commented after a quick glance into her resumé, neatly placing the file over the desk before she turned back to look at the young girl. "Yes, that is correct," She nodded, quickly following after the old lady as she had already walked past her and back into the foyer, the girl almost running after her around the huge house as she walked so fast with those stumpy little legs of hers. Entering into a very spacious living room, the old maid eventually slowed down her pace, stopping close to a massive, shiny and completely black piano.

Lena I woke before the alarm. For several seconds, I didn't know where I was. The room was still dark, the curtains drawn tightly across the windows, the faint hum of Paris moving somewhere beyond the walls. Then I remembered. The kiss. The photographs. The messages. Daniel. Alexandre. My eyes opened fully. I stared at the ceiling. I had come to Paris because I wanted to forget. That had been the whole point. I wanted distance from Daniel, from the betrayal, from the endless questions I had been asking myself since the night everything I believed about my relationship had fallen apart.

Chloe asks excitedly. “No. “ I sigh. “A couple of the locals are getting together tonight for dinner and they asked me to come. The owner of the house you all rented, which is phenomenal by the way, is hosting it.” I tell her as I start unpacking my bags to find something to wear. When I open my suitcase I find many items that I don’t remember buying. I brush my fingers on a lacy piece of lingerie but really steals the cake is a barely there bikini and the underwear has a hole in the crotch.

She regarded me in confusion which I expected, so my smile never faltered. "I'm sorry dear, I'm not sure if I remember you" She said gently as her eyes studied my face. "I'm Paris. I volunteer here weekly" I told her and her eyes lit up. "Oh Paris that's such a lovely name. You know, it sort of reminded me of an adventure in Paris I had when I was much younger. Would you like to hear about it? " She asked with sparkling eyes. I simply beamed at her. "I'd love to hear about it" I nodded, even though I hear it every week when I reintroduce myself.

Where I came from, it is normal politics is, a fucking do or die affair. I showed the address of the meeting to Mickey and he drove me down there. The weather was freezing cold, I could feel it in my bones. My joints felt numb and sore, even though I had a sweater and a jacket on. It made me realize how far from home I was. We cruised around town for a while before getting to the destination of the meeting, this made me see the beauty of the city, but that was the difference between London and Harmony city, London is beautiful on the outside, makes you unaware of the corruption, the danger and the evil perpetrated in the shadows. Harmony city on the other hand is not going to make you feel a

Carmen never used to like diary books and thought that they were stupid, reminding you of the reality you want to escape from. Tears fell down her cheeks as she was reading it. 'As you are reading this, you perhaps already know that I left or I am on my way to the airport now. My plane flies at 10 pm. I don't honestly know where I am going and why. But always remember that I'll forever support you. We'll talk daily, please don't cry. I miss you already. Happy birthday again.' As she finished, a sound of a car was heard. Carmen rushed to her bedroom's window and stared outside. It was Liam!