Novel & Cerita Sylvia Outsiders

Carla quickly hugged her grandma’s arm, acting like a baby. The old woman sighed, “Well, Steve is here. He would take you out, I would have said not to go since you look like this…” Grandma Joan began “Nooo, I’d go, I’m fine. There’s nothing wrong with me.” Carla quickly interrupted. If left to her, she wouldn’t want to leave home at all either, but if she did that, with her grandmother here, it wouldn’t be long before she found out that there was something wrong with her and that she was hiding it.

Sylvia's face stiffened at that, but she didn't say anything more. A month after Owen's divorce from his first wife, he and Sylvia tied the knot. Sylvia, a girl from a small town, was a leading actress in local plays. At 16, she met Owen, a young man from the bustling city of Ventropolis, who was teaching in her town. Despite their seven-year age difference, they immediately felt a connection. However, two years into their relationship, Owen returned to Ventropolis. Sylvia patiently waited for him for three years. During that time, he visited her and promised to return in three months to marry her. But heartbreak awaited Sylvia; she discovered that Owen had wed another woman named Frida Youn

Declan, who has been treating her the coldest out of all of us for the past few days, turns to her and says icily, “Explain yourself, Sylvia.” Sylvia’s eyes go slightly wide, like a deer caught in the headlights. She fusses nervously with her hands before saying, “I just think she’s run away, that’s all. She hasn’t been back and no one’s out looking for her. Why do we even care anyway? Who cares if Ollie is some northern princess or whatever?”

"It's okay. I've pressured Anna. You know how easy and nice she can be; she'll probably do anything just to make her boss agree." "I hope so," Sylvia said. She left her mother in the living room and went to her bedroom. Looking out the window at the quiet, dull neighborhood, her eyes flashed with ambition. "Soon, I'll be out of this trash." She giggled, laying back on her bed with dreams of her new life in the big city. Back at the manor, the kettle on the stove was overheating, whistling loudly as the water reached a violent boil. Ethan rushed into the kitchen and quickly switched off the gas.

And just as she reached for it— It slid open on its own. And there, standing outside, arms folded across her chest and eyes narrowed Was Sylvia. “What is going on here?” she said.

~Flashback~ Sylvia followed Orphilia as she walked through the quiet alley, as that was the path to the outer road, to get a cab, but she noticed that Orphilia had slowed down in her steps, and sobbed as she allowed her bags, slip from her hands. Sylvia had guessed that there was a possibility that she would change her mind and turn back, so she rushed towards her, with light steps and hit her with something hard immediately she turned.

Fiona said, "You're deliberately doing this because you were jealous of how well we're treating Madie, aren't you? You refused to go to the ski resort and refused to take our calls. You even threaten us with money, all just to show us how important you are. "I'm telling you that Madie is forever my daughter, Heidi. It's impossible for me to choose you over her. If you come back now, I won't hold the past against you, and I'll treat you like how I treat Madie. But if you keep acting out, I'll really cut ties with you!"

Sylvia said, hitting the table angrily. Her transformation keeps changing each day, where did she get the nerve to talk to the witches this way? I am an Alpha and I choose to stay quiet. " Stay quiet Sylvia!" I ordered. " We sense our kind in your castle, we need confirmation. We wanted to go in and check ourselves but found answers along the line. She is pretty." He commented, the rest of the board members cleared their throat. " Witches love playing games, I heard beating around the bush is quite their favorite game and I'm not in for it."

Greta was brimming with curiosity and admiration for everything about my family and kept pressing Francesca for details about our household. Francesca enthusiastically took out her phone and scrolled through her photo album, introducing Papa, Mamma, Fabio, Luca, and herself one by one. Then, she showed off Fido, Neve, and Pico. Eight photos, each clearly introduced, with me being the only one missing. Greta was a bit puzzled. "Wait, how come I've heard you actually have another sister?" Francesca lifted her glass and slowly took a sip. Then, she replied dismissively, "Oh, she doesn't count as family."

Sylvia says the moment we enter the dungeons. But why can't she see when she has a wolf? Something must be wrong. or Maybe it's because of the episode she just had. I don't ask her anything, I just hold her closer to me. We get to the cell, good thing it has a small lamp on top of the cell. Sylvia will get to see her. “Oh so you finally came, I have been waiting for you.” She says without even looking at us. “I want you to tell me everything now!!” Sylvia says in utmost rage.