Novel & Cerita Signs His Friends Are More Important

“Oh my God, are you worrying about me?” “Of course I am. We’re friends, aren’t we?” At that, he fell silent. He looked at me for a moment, as if weighing something. “It’s been a long time since anyone’s called me a friend,” he finally murmured. “You don’t seem like the type to lack friends.” “Yeah, I’m sociable. Or at least I look that way. But true friendship? That’s rare. I used to think I had plenty. But after… everything, they all vanished.

He asks curiously as he tucks her hair to her ear. She breathes out profoundly and thinks deeply. She was about to open her mouth to say something, but he beat her to it. "No need to answer that. It's just wishful thinking." He explained with sorrow in his eyes. "Also, you are too broken and chaotic. I don't have the energy to fix you and, for me, our friendship is better than any relationship there is, because friends don't divorce." She laughs. "Don't be a stranger after this." He mumbles as he signs the paper.

When you lost your job and had no money to go home for Christmas, I gave you five thousand dollars without a second thought. "After you got married, I lent you money 220 times." I tapped Dylan's chest with my hand. My voice was hoarse. "Your sacrifices count, but mine do not?" Dylan swallowed and pressed his lips together. After a long while, he said lightly, "Why count so carefully between best friends?" I had nothing to say. He was the one who started counting. But when he realized I had given more than he had, and he could no longer use our old friendship to guilt me, he did not like it anymore.

I stare hard into his eyes. Trying to see if he’s lying. Trying to catch something. Anything. “I’m telling the truth, okay?” he says again, quieter this time. I stop moving. A deep sigh leaves me slowly. Then he says the one thing that makes my chest tighten. “You should be happy.” I frown slightly. “You should be relieved,” he says. “Your best friend suddenly has a name people respect. Power. Influence. That’s not exactly a bad thing. Am I right?” “Not a bad thing?”

“Sign it.” I hesitated. “You want my name on it?” “Yes.” he smiled. I took the pencil from him. “You drew my face” I pointed out as I leaned forward and signed my name in the corner. When I straightened, he was standing far too close. “I lied” I stared at him confused. “About what” “There are three people I care about and you are the most important”. I was dumbstruck. He leaned closer, and I could feel my heart rate increase.

I asked him confused. "You cried a lot. So, you need to eat something to give you energy. And moreover, you like to eat ice cream when you are sad, right?" he said tilting his head to one side. "You really know me so well."I smiled and put my head on his shoulder. He kissed my head and hugged me. I snuggled close to him. I just feel so good being like this with him. I feel so safe like no one can harm or hurt me. That's the reason friends are more reliable than boyfriends.

I mocked, “He’s sounding more and more like your friend to me.” He shook his head, “Mutual beneficiaries are the closest I will accept.” “How sad.” “Fact of life. Friends are a luxury that I cannot afford.”

Newwie added " Of course, Gun is more important than anything else and besides I know you guys will help me right?" " of course we will help you" Singto assured me " We are friends and brothers not by blood but we are friends and brothers by heart" " okay Bro, I'll go ahead now, I'll update you after," I said and walked out from my condo. I need to fight for my rights, yes he is my father but that doesn't mean that he will control me, I don't care if I'll become broke or what, the important thing is my happiness. My happiness

Rafael pierced a piece of his steak and ate it without breaking eye contact. “Siblings can be your friends, but...” Was that counted? Could Wesley and Riley see each other as friends? I didn’t think so. There were times they fought like cat and mouse. This man could get more mysterious by the second. I laughed because I couldn’t help it. “You, mister, are missing a lot in life.” He smirked. “So I’ve been told.” “Look around you.” I spread my arms. “Everyone has friends. They are someone you can rely on, someone who will be there for you in the hard times. They are people who will be with you without expecting anything in return.”

“Your children…cannot be your only friends.” “Why not? I like them.” “And you don’t like anyone else?” He sighs, looking away from me. “I like…some of my men. But it’s not appropriate to be friends with my subordinates. And everyone else…” “Kind of sucks?” I whisper. He smirks, looking to me again with a brisk nod that makes me laugh. “Okay, that’s the next thing on the to-do list then,” I say, sitting up and feigning perkiness so that he doesn’t see how truly sad the news that he has no friends makes me. “Get the Crown Prince some friends.”