Novel & Cerita Skinny Sally

When Sally heard what Henry said, she became enraged. She believed Henry was correct, and Ethan had cheated on her. The strange lady who appeared out of nowhere was superior to her in every way. Beautiful body shape and skin. Sally couldn't help but feel inferior. She convinced herself that Debra possessed nothing but flawless skin. Sally attempted to console herself in this manner, but the next thing she knew, Debra was driving an HP Barchetta and approaching Ethan. Sally couldn't believe what she was seeing and felt angry. Does this strange lady own this HP Barchetta?

“And the time you borrowed my truck to drive to Raleigh to get your hair done for prom, or the time you told me you’d cleared out the basement to get the expensive prom dress but hadn’t, or the time you told me you’d be back straight after prom and snuck in at two a.m.” “Okay, but that was all senior prom! That gets exceptions.” “Under what ruling?” “The senior prom ruling.” I smiled sweetly. He stared at me, stone-faced, for a long moment. Then his salt-and-pepper-stubbled jaw twitched and his lips curved up. “Oh. My. God!” Sussy shrieked, clapping her hand over her mouth. “What?” I met her eyes. “What?” “You!” She choked out. “You!” “What?”

“Let you be? You’re really asking me that? After today? After the dean threatened your scholarship, after that damn video ruined your reputation—you’re back here undressing for some masked creep? You’re gullible, Summer. Dangerously gullible. Or maybe you just enjoy destroying yourself. Which is it?” Her face flushed, tears glistening in her eyes, but she didn’t back down. She jabbed a finger into my chest, hard. “You don’t know anything about me! You think you can just swoop in and judge? You have no idea what I’m fighting for— who I’m fighting for. Clyde needs me. I need money. I need—”

"You handle it however you see fit, Evelyn. Don't let random nobodies ruin your mood. Our salon is a luxury club, not a garbage dump." On the other end of the video call came Stellan's familiar voice, but his words sent a chill through my entire body. "You hear that, pauper? Stellan said I can handle it however I want." Evelyn Scott looked at me smugly, then snatched the phone from my hand before I could react and tossed it straight into a nearby bucket of water.

Harrington is sitting on his chair facing his back at me. “Good morning Mr. Harrington, My name is Cassandra Lei Tan and I am here to apply as your secretary” I said with confidence. Me. Harrington slowly turned his chair around. I couldn't believe it when I saw the man that I kissed yesterday, sitting right in front of me.

different. Sally is waiting patiently by her car, her small frame dwarfed by the large SUV that must belong to Ashton. She cradles Gwyneth safely in her arms, her soft eyes filled with worry as she glances toward the vampire district. She isn’t dressed for a fight, but wearing a blue sundress and flip-flops? I try not to laugh. This girl has no sense of fashion, but I find that kind of cute. “Sally,” I call out as I approach her. She jumps at my voice, but a small smile spreads across her face when she sees me. Her lips are stained a soft shade of pink, and I wonder how they would taste against mine.

“S-Sunny…” I almost slipped when someone suddenly appeared in front of me. A cute short-haired brunette with a cute mole under her right eye. She almost looked like a woman who came out from an anime with her big round eyes and full pink lips. How can she have such white flawless skin? Is she using milk to take a bath? “H-Hi.. W-What’s up?” I said, forcing a smile. Dam these kinds of moments. “I-I actually heard your conversation with Miss Daniella…”