Novel & Cerita Swap Dream

I took a deep breath and opened to the first page. "Project Name: Spending the Rest of My Life with Nova" "Project Initiator: Yoel" "Core Objective: Convert status from 'trial boyfriend' to official partner and maintain a steadily increasing happiness index for both parties over the next 50 years." Below that, there was a detailed SWOT analysis, a risk assessment, and a five-year plan. In the Weaknesses section, he had written everything clearly. "No. 1: Overly logical, completely lacking in romance."

“And you’re terrible in bed. Just… terrible.” The room tilted. “No,” I whispered. “No. Frederick…tell me this is a joke. Tell me I’m dreaming.” My palm cracked across my own cheek, once, twice—hard enough that my ears rang. “Wake up. Wake up.” He sighed like I was embarrassing myself. “Stop wounding yourself, June. You don’t have to slap your face to make this real.” My hands dropped. Tears burned tracks down my cheeks but I couldn’t feel them. “I’m pregnant. For you. We’re having babies.”

Every month on the 15th is the day I swap lives with Melody Foster. 18 years ago, a hospital mix-up places our IVF embryos in each other's mothers. After the truth comes out, my biological parents want their real daughter, and my adoptive parents want theirs. They arrange for Melody and me to rotate between the two homes on a monthly basis, switching every 15th. From then on, I become the burden neither family wants. In whichever home Melody stays, there are endless snacks and drinks, thousands of dollars in monthly allowance, and the sunny bedroom is always reserved for her. In whichever home I stay, there's nothing but plain meals and a windowless storage room. 18 years later, I

Julia's face was ghostly pale as she begged for mercy. "It was… It was someone I found. T-There's someone in Senton City who can swap bodies for a few days, and then things will return to normal. Norman, I just love you too much. Cindy gets to have you every day, and I'm going crazy with jealousy. I never wanted to hurt her… I just want to spend a few more days with you!" But Julia's confession didn't move Norman. All he could think about was that I was gone, and what he should do now that I didn't want him anymore.

"Mom… Mom, I was wrong. I don't want to stay at the orphanage. I still want to have your honey-glazed pork chops..." I couldn't help but snicker. I looked down at their pitiful faces and said, "Go ahead, ask around to see if it's me, Willow Wolpert, who's unwanted, or Melvin, whose future is ruined. Finn, so now I'm 'Mom' again, huh?

"The deed to Pearl Island in the Azure Sea. It's spring there all year round." "You can take the pups there to escape the cold." I looked at the deed and leaned against his broad shoulder, my heart full of peace and gratitude. This life, I had finally seized my own light. Meanwhile, in a desolate shack in the Frozen Wastes, Damien stared at the news on a crystal screen, his nails digging into his palms. "Damn it! Damn you, Seraphina!" On the screen, I was wearing a glittering crown, holding two beautiful pups, surrounded by adoring crowds. My smile was radiant.

Daniel cannot sleep well on that night and his eyes still wide open. He looked at the ceiling and thought about the woman whom he met at the coffee shop. He did not know what he felt at that time, but she just made him amazed by the beauty of her at the first sign. "Who are you, beautiful lady? Why did I feel that I knew you and have met you before? Did we meet somewhere or—" Daniel suddenly remembered his dream six months ago. A wedding dream in which the events and also the looks of the bride were so real.

Her mother kissed Sira's forehead and whispered, "Sleep well, sweetheart. Sweet dreams." Sira fell asleep with a smile on her face, and this time, the dreams that came were not nightmares. She dreamed of playing in a garden full of sunshine, blooming flowers, and high-flying swings. The man in the black robe was no longer there, replaced by a sense of security and happiness that she created herself.

Now, the memory felt like the cruelest joke imaginable. After leaving the bathroom, I picked up my phone and searched for a professional disappearance service. Then, I dialed the number. “I’d like to purchase your highest-level death simulation package. The date will be… seven days from now.” It would be the day of our wedding. Before I could finish speaking, a surprised voice sounded behind me. “Clara, who are you talking to at this hour of the night?" My heart leaped out of my chest, and I immediately hung up.

Liz exclaimed, pushing past Kris. Liz moved towards the door but Kris grabbed her arm. Liz spun on Kris. "Let me go!" "No!" Kris replied, "If I'm not real, then how am I able to stop you? This is my dream. I'll do whatever I want in it." "Are you insane?" Liz was confused. This was definitely not Kris' dream. Was it?