Pobre Ana Novels & Stories

Nora had tried to get her to talk about what was going on but Ana remained evasive. During the weekend Ana was home alone and was stuck in her bedroom. She didn't feel like doing anything and had succumbed herself to having sleeping pills and not eating for two days apart. She was already lean but had now lost some muscles. Thinking about Jack every second of the day was draining her a lot. She was laying on her bed when she felt thirsty and got down from her bed. She walked out of her bedroom and was heading towards the kitchen when she felt a sharp pain below her belly. “Aaggh!...” Ana groaned and touched her stomach but then the pain vanished. Ana thought she was suffering from ulcer beca

Both sat on the carpet and they both started eating silently but Ana was looking at Inez's pale face. "Ana ,I can't, it's too much,''she said, pouting. "No,you have to...please ,see yourself in the mirror how horrible you look,your eyes look like ghosts ,just eat without any bullshit',Ana ordered her like an elder sister but in reality she was four years younger than her. With that Ana made her finish every single drop of soup and gave her water to drink. After a long time she felt her stomach full and energetic. "Come with me,you will feel better",Ana took her hand and dragged her out of her room even after Inez refused to go with her.

The news that was circulating about the case was heart-wrenching. Ana was always standing next to her. Ana’s heart wept tears of blood at her desolate condition. “Ayla! You don't care about us, your husband, but at least about your future children. Think how badly you are doing to him. Your carelessness can even affect her life, and Pre-Z she is not aware of these situations. Why are you punishing her?” Ana was begging her to eat food for a long time. She had been hungry for the last twenty-four hours.

Tasha asked cruelly with a mean smile on her face. Ana was far gone beyond pride. She needed food. She wasn't the one demanding it. It was the baby. And she could not refuse his demands. "Yes," Ana answered breathlessly, hoping that Tasha was at least going to take pity on her and give her even a few bites of food.

So I can clean up the table you're using and finish my work once and for all. Ana looked at Fabiana in a very peculiar way, you could see in her eyes that she was up to something, after that she smiled slyly and got up from the table without saying anything, she grabbed the coffee that was on the table and while she was getting up she simulated the fact that she tripped over the legs of the table and spilled the coffee on another table that Charlotte had already cleaned while she was supposed to fall, when she saw the mess she made, she made a face like a dead fly and said with a shy and hypocritical voice:

She was dangerously close to the very thing we are so bent on covering. “Yeah, that is a miracle, we did struggle with it. I almost thought she wouldn’t make it. Her system fought it off on its own” he said and looked down at me, “she definitely is much stronger than she looks” he added. The old woman flopped back into her seat smiling, understandingly. Ethan pointed at a man, who was close to dad's age, his spectacles were sliding off his nose. “Why do you think the tribal people abducted Ana?” Why does all their questions, dangerously margins around our secrets!?

Ana. Ms. Ana, a woman of unwavering loyalty, knew that this was a crisis. She had quietly, diplomatically, and with great care, explained the situation to Isabelle. Isabelle had listened, her mind racing. She had seen the numbers, the news reports, and the stories of a company on the verge of collapse. And she had seen the fear in Ms. Ana’s eyes. She knew that Damian had given up everything for her, but she also knew that Villareal Holdings was a part of him. It was his family's legacy, the work of his life. She knew, with a certainty that was both terrifying and liberating, that she had to do something.

She was a Mayor's daughter but she looked like a haggard lifeless girl from a slum when Janet saw her. As soon as Ana saw Janet waiting for her at the gate of the Police station, she jumps into her hands and cried with a wounded expression. " Mummy, why did you come to pick me up earlier?" Hearing her cry, Janet felt as though a thousand knives were cutting deep into her heart. When she saw Ana's thin face, she screamed " Oh my god darling, how thin you are! Those *sshole didn't give you food, did they? How could they treat you like that!?

She felt dirty. Disgusted. Powerless. Humiliated. After Davis, finished he moved away and Aanya fell down on the ground. Unable to support herself on the ground. Her eyes filled with pain just stared at the ground supporting herself on her arms. "Be a good doll, will you?" With that, everyone got out. Evan was still on the chains, calling out to her. Waiting for her to answer. After a few minutes, Aanya got up and moved towards her husband. "I am sorry, baby. I am so sorry."

ANNALIA’S POV I wake up and as I sit on the bed I feel quite dizzy and I tiredly lay back on the bed, my hand touches something. I turn my head and see Andrea laying on my bed and then last night memories come flooding in.The tears fill my eyes again and I groan as I force my self back to sleep.