Pll Alison นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I smiled at her before bringing my attention back to Presley and telling her to continue. “It’s important. Remember the senior editor I told you about?” “Presley—” “Turns out she works for the company that Pablo bought, and as it is, she is his lover.” “And how does that help us get to him again?” “Well, the woman has a friend who was seen waiting around your office today.” “What?” “It says her name is Aaliyah.” “My half-sister?” “Yes. Well, turns out the woman Pablo is having an affair with is Millie. I believe you two were friends years back?”

She should leave, drive into the night, never look back. Instead she drifted toward the murmur. The room was nearly empty. Lewis’s parents accepted final handshakes near the door. Alison lingered at the rear, watching silver trays empty. “What the fuck are you doing here?” Reese’s voice sliced the air. She stood three feet away, fury vibrating. “Same as you,” Alison said. “Making sure he’s dead.” “You have no right…” “Neither do you. Or did the family invite the college girlfriend he cheated on for years?”

Alari asked with a giggle, as if the words sounded ridiculous even to her ears. “Precisely!” The one on her shoulder agreed, making Alari laugh joyously. “What's your name?” She asked her Pixie, who face palmed herself. “Allison, but you can call me Ally” she giggled. “I'm Alari” she said, making Allison jump around her shoulder in excitement. More of them seemed to appear, lighting up a pathway to what I now knew for sure was Alari's home. Allison and Alari spoke about everything and anything, they're favourite food, favourite person, everything!

I just shook my head, then took wipes and wiped the area around her mouth. "Mommy." Alison handed me the cookie for me to bite into. After I bit it, she gave it to Hudson. I frowned, and Alison just laughed while also biting into the cookie. After we ate, we watched the parade. I was just standing, and next to me was Hudson, who was carrying Alison. My Allison was very happy, especially when the parade was over, because she took pictures with her favorite Disney princesses, Belle and Elsa. After that, she immediately ran to the cosplayers of Rapunzel and Anna and hugged them.

Obadiah stared into the distance. And David Pilka sat quietly while a medic dressed his wounded shoulder. The group had reached a crossroads. And Alison's voice coming through Patricia's speakerphone suddenly changed everything. "Something doesn't fit." The lawyer sounded calmer now. Focused. Analytical. The way she sounded in court. Joel immediately looked up. "What doesn't fit?" Alison didn't hesitate. "The pregnancy." Silence. The rain intensified. Then Alison continued. "If I was one of the missing babies, then explain something to me."

Isabella lit up, looking like a cat that had successfully caught a prize canary, “Sit, Marcus. Don't just stand there looking like a statue. Alison has been telling me all about her time in Milan and Paris. She managed her father’s luxury commercial sector flawlessly last quarter.” Marcus sat back down as he shot his mother a questioning look at his mother without saying anything, a little put off again that yet, she had managed to surprise him by inviting a high school family friend to their private time. Eleanor and Eric had stopped eating now and were staring at Alison with some kind of curiosity, wondering who she was. “And who are these two beautiful children?” Alison asked, leaning for

he said still looking at the file I walked towards the seat opposite him, sat down and said nothing “Now what do we have here” he said while reading from the file “Alaina Hales , 21 years old , graduated from college by studying nursing Mother Martha Hales , suffering from cancer and not undergoing treatment No father figure seen, best friend Lyra Jones No boyfriend or past ones Owing rent , hospital, electricity, water bills No source of income I think I've covered it all” he said while closing the file and looking straight at me.

"You know, you're the most delusional person to exist to think that any woman in her right state of mind would want to cling to you. You are rude, you are disrespectful, you are a far cry from charming." "I bailed you when your boyfriend and best friend turned their backs on you and left you to rot in prison." Usually, getting me to argue was the hardest task anyone could be given. But Allison always found her way under my skin. And when she did, she would poke and pinch until I was arguing just like her. "You bailed me only to send me back to prison." She fired back. "What about when you tried to take your own life, huh? I saved your life and paid your fucking bills...."

But she knew no amount of that could make her feel comfortable! "That's right! You look gorgeous, my dear." Celine, a middle aged pretty woman who was Alison's manager said with a big cheery smile on her face. "These photos are what will spell out your name boldly, they'll say 'Ally F. Rose has arrived.'" Alison groaned. "I still think we're taking it a little far, Celine. It's too early for me to be all out there."

“Pay no attention to her; she just wants to chase clout to fit in with the popular crowd, nothing else.” “But that is clearly not happening," a voice said behind them as they turned to see who that was. “ I’m sorry for startling you. I’m Tia, Tia Williams," the pretty girl introduced. ~ ~ ~ “ You lost that right, Zac; the fact that I’ve been patient enough to listen to your crap doesn’t give you the effort to talk down on me,” Aly added, cutting him off. She had gone to the shop to grab some snacks for herself when she bumped into Zac.