Semua Salah Novels & Stories

And I am very sorry for any inconvenience the wrong update must have shown you. Light and love.

She thrust the phone toward me, and as I reluctantly brought it to my ear, a male voice immediately filled the line. "Spencer, I'm so sorry! It was my mistake—I was rushing to deliver clothes to Ms. Little and accidentally switched your medication. I know you're upset, but Ms. Little said she can't manage without me, and the company needs me too. So, I hope you'll let this go for her sake." The apology dripped with insincerity, and his smug, self-satisfied tone made my skin crawl. Three rounds of dialysis, two brushes with death—and all I got was this nauseating excuse of an apology.

"With everything." End

“I don’t know-” “No,” he said, and pulled his hands from mine, folding them in his lap. “I’m the one who is sorry. I thought…I shouldn’t have mated with you. I made a mistake.” “What?” I asked, feeling my heart shatter. “I thought you could handle it…me, but…you are just like everyone else.” He sighed and ran his hands through his hair. “It’s done now, I can’t take it back.” “I didn’t mean what I said.”

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"Exactly." Sia laughed. "Oh my God." "What?" Marilyn demanded. "He likes you." Marilyn nearly choked on her drink. "No." "Yes." "No." "Absolutely yes." Marilyn rolled her eyes. "You two are insane." Naomi leaned back in her chair. "Men are simple creatures." "That's not true." "It absolutely is." She took another sip of her drink. "A man doesn't follow a woman around a gala because he's worried about company productivity."

I look back at my case study options and I add a fourth one and then immediately cross it out before I can finish writing it. But the two words are still visible under the single line. False testimony.

He held me and soothed me as I leaned heavily on him “its fine Oliver it'll be fine” My father didn't ask any questions, hours turned to days, days turned to weeks.. weeks of pulling my self together and getting ready to open more branches of my business…… Weeks turned to months.. months of looking out the window during meeting breaks fantasizing,praying,hoping for the impossible. I honestly knew I had fucked up the moment I slept with them. I knew it deep in my soul. …………………………….. 6 months later ‘Hoping for the best and expecting the worse’. This sentence kept ringing in my mind as we prepared for the opening of another branch of my restaurant in Los Angeles.The city of…… memories came floo

“Please, I know you are in there and I know I messed up. I shouldn't have said those things. I was wrong. I was hurt and confused, and I took it out on you and that wasn't fair.” But still– silence. I leaned my forehead against the door. “You didn't deserve that,” just continued. “You've always been there for me, and I let my insecurity turn me into some ugly duckling. I'm so sorry.” My voice broke in my last words, but still she said nothing. Tears burned my eyes as I wiped them off angrily, frustrated at myself. “I don't expect you to forgive me right away. I just need you to know that I know I was wrong.”

for everything. ***