Say Tea And Smile Mga Nobela at Kwento

Theodore smiled faintly into his teacup. “Far beyond the reach of those fools.”

accompanied by a mischievous smirk, his handsome face did a thing to me as I could feel memories flash again in my head, his smirk widened and I knew he knew what he's doing. I mustered a polite response, "Hi." “Oh don’t mind her, once she gets to know you she will open up the more she is just shy” my mother opted in as she let out a laugh and Brian joined in. “Oh I can’t wait to get to know her too, I can tell she can be so wild when she wants to” he replied as his smirk grew, I knew he was teasing me with what he had done a few days ago. “Let the poor girl breathe Damien” Brian opts in as he picks a drink from the plane attendant.

, was that a smile she just saw, Cynthia looked behind her and saw that there wasn't anyone or anything interesting so the smile must be for me right, the old man observed her puzzled expression and picked up a cup of tea from the table, "this tea" , he paused, sipping from the cup and then dropping the cup back, "it's more than a century old". He said, his eyes staring outside the glass window, where there was a lush green garden covered in flowers of all types and some rare shrubs. "You see, few people know that tea can take that long in storage. Most people think that it's a thing for wine". He said, still looking out, holding his cane between his legs with bother hands on the tip. Cynthi

Helen brought us a set of Earl Grey tea with some buttery biscuits that smelled absolutely delicious. A quiet sip of tea slipped through Smith's lips, those alert eyes locked on mine, peering out from behind the shiny curve of golden spectacles. "I've dressed thousands of women, from high-class celebrities to spoiled princesses. But you're the one whose personality really caught my attention." I raised an eyebrow, slightly flattered. "You mean because I was complaining the whole time?" Smith chuckled, his laughter sounding genuine. "You're very clever, Rhea. You know when to fight and when to give in to our Alpha's madness."

“Be useful.” He went to make tea with a smile on his face. His wife has won the hearts of his family and he couldnt be more happy.

He picked up his tea and looked away and was absolutely not managing the smile and I could see the edges of it from the side and I let it be exactly what it was. Good. All of it.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

It couldn't be that she just enjoyed spilling things to strangers, right? "You can take a walk around the garden whenever you feel like. It might help you connect with your wolf. Just an advice," she sipped her tea and I figured I should do the same. It was hot but very creamy and sweet. I smiled at how rich it tasted and proceeded to drink more. "I see you have a sweet tooth," she teased and I offered her a small smile. Her face froze for a moment before she relaxed. "You have a beautiful face. Can you try to smile for me again?"

Roxanne crossed her arms and pressed her lips in a thin line, making me wonder if that was her way of giving me a welcoming smile, or if she was simply warning me to stay away. “This,” Tricia pointed at the second blond who I would say was the prettiest among all of them. “Is Bel, our influencer.” “Hi,” she waved at me with a genuine smile. I liked her already. “Hi,” I responded with a smile of my own. “And this,” she said, pointing to the last blond. “Is Lenora. She’s the brains of our group. Seriously, when anyone says blonds are dumb, I always lead them to her.”

I stood in the middle of the living room, facing the security camera's blinking red light, practicing my smile again and again. Looking into the lens, I spoke softly, like I was leaving a message for the Mom who'd watch it someday. "Mom, look. I practiced the perfect smile again today. "Lift the corners of my mouth fifteen degrees and show eight teeth. The books say that's the most sincere smile. The one that makes people feel warm. "I've practiced so much my face hurts... but that's okay. "When you watch this tomorrow... will you tell me I did a good job? "Will you finally believe I wasn't lying to you?"

By the time I was done, they would know the true meaning of pain. “It’s been a long time since I saw that smile on your face.” Tessa’s voice cut through my thoughts. I blinked and looked over at her, the faint smirk still lingering on my lips. “Pretty sure it’s the smell of this breakfast that brought the smile,” I said lightly, forcing my voice into something casual. Tessa rolled her eyes but smiled anyway, clearly not buying it. She was too perceptive for her own good sometimes. We’d known each other long enough for her to read me even when I was trying to keep my thoughts to myself.