Paul Sheldon Misery Novel Novelas e Histórias

Love, Jordan Cashmere. Your Beautiful Mishap.

Paul weeps everything and cried out loud, and falls asleep on the tree, only to be seen by Elliot and Miya, who are trying to find him because he did not come back home. The gray days passed, as Paul kept himself locked in his room for how many days, for him sleep was the only thing that comforted him now, even the comfort of people was just an empty food for him, everyone around the town attended the funeral of Serina, yet the one whom she was closed with never shows up, Paul can’t take the emotions showing up on her farewell, he just can’t. The reason why he woke up was gone, the joy of the sun is now gone, only to be replaced by the pale moon that glooms his night.

The next day was going to be a day that would change my life forever, I wasn’t entirely wrong eventually. I was woken up by the bell, but this time, I was happy and I went about my morning with a smile spread across my face. Even when we gathered in the courtyard, I paid rapt attention to the gibberish about values Miss Sheldon was saying. Whenever she looked at me, I was smiling and I could tell she felt uneasy by the way she averted her eyes. I loved the way being happy made her feel uncomfortable, what made it even better was the fact that I did it effortlessly and genuinely. I waited on my bunk nervously for about three hours before Miss Sheldon finally called me into her dusty, stuffy o

My father collapsed in front of the great hall. And I—under a sea of judging eyes—lost my pup that same moment. Dressed in white, soaked in blood, I knelt on the cold stone and begged Ryan to save us. He looked at me with nothing but indifference, holding Daisy tightly in his arms like she was something sacred. “Daisy can’t handle stress,” he said coldly. “Stay away from her.” That was the moment my world shattered. It was Andrew Rasmussen who pulled me from the wreckage.