Novel & Cerita The Day I Picked Up Dazai

Flashback Continues Daisy’s P.O.V. I wake up early in the morning. Today is Sunday. No office, no work. I love Sundays. After taking a quick shower, I come to the balcony to get some fresh air and share my thoughts with my diary. The cool morning breeze brushes against my skin as I sit on the lounger, the diary open in front of me. It’s my habit to pour out my thoughts and feelings onto its pages, a way to deal with my messed-up thoughts.

Even if there were, I would not be foolish enough to waste years of my life on him again. Ryan returned, jogging over with the documents in hand, and I saw the ambulance carrying Ethan away. My heart was heavy as I whispered a soft 'thank you' to Ethan before turning to Ryan. Ryan smiled warmly and took my hand. I held on tightly, walking away without looking back. The best person was already by my side. Ryan would always treat me well, and I would cherish him, too. The past had been laid to rest. The future was bound to be bright. The end.

"Aw, is someone hurt because I spoke the truth? Why don't you ask darling Lawrence to prop you up to a trending search. Maybe that'll save your popularity. Oh, I forgot. He probably doesn't have time for you now." "Zoe! Smith!" "Oh, put a sock in it. I'm not deaf, you know. Calm down. You don't want to have a miscarriage, do you? Not my fault if you do, though." Not long after I hung up, Lawrence came back home looking stormy.

DARIUS POV I’m buttoning up a black dress shirt as I hear the shower turn off. I peer into the bathroom and see Daya’s reflection in the mirror as she steps out of the shower. Her tan and muscular body is still wet. I catch a glimpse of her perfect ass before she wraps a towel around her naked form. Damn it! I look down and I’m already hard just from looking at her. I haven’t admitted this to Daya, but since she marked me, my desire to have sex, and bury myself deep inside her, has skyrocketed. We have been having plenty of sex now that she moved in, but I’m always hungry for more.

As he reversed the car, he said under his breath, “Sakura, sweetheart, you’re not running away from us again. That I can promise you.” Darcy wondered if he’d somehow turned into a stalker as he gazed at the painting of the cherry blossom tree he’d brought from Tanaka Gallery, from his dearest Sakura. Every day for two weeks now, he’d parked the car on the opposite side of the gallery, staring at it, hoping to get a glimpse of Sakura herself. He did see her a few times, busy doing this and that. Every time he saw her, he desperately wanted to walk up to her and pull her into his arms. And of course, kiss her until she was breathless. He even imagined himself doing that. But he was a coward an

Summer air drifted through an open door. Everything felt peaceful. Balanced. Whole. Then her phone buzzed. A message from Daisy. A photograph. Again. Jessica smiled before opening it. Some things never changed. The image showed Daisy standing in a graduation gown. Beaming. Radiant. Alive. The message underneath contained just three words. I did it. Jessica stared at the screen. Then laughed. Then cried. Then laughed again. Because sometimes happiness arrived so suddenly that your heart didn't know what to do with it.

I tried to follow him and nearly fell. My heel caught in the heavy train of my gown, twisting my ankle sharply enough that I had to grab the vanity with both hands. Pain shot up my leg. The room tilted for a second, all white roses, scattered makeup brushes, champagne flutes, and the enormous dress I had spent six months choosing. Elliot had loved that dress. During our first look that morning, he had gone so quiet the photographer lowered her camera and smiled. Later, when everyone gave us a moment alone, he kept one hand over mine as if he could not quite believe the day had arrived.

It isn’t something I could have held back. That shocking picture of that stone cave still haunted me. The pictures of the open cell Daruis had sent to me, with blood too taunting to take all in, still flooded my mind. That shocking awareness that Diala was no more is something I didn’t want to take in all at once.

I thought sincerity would be met with sincerity. In the end, I lost completely. I had spent my youth with Paisley, weathering five years of highs and lows, only to be humiliated by her like this. If that was how it was, then it was time I started thinking about myself. "The day after tomorrow," I replied. "I still need some time to resign." The other party agreed immediately. After hanging up, he even transferred the money for my plane ticket. After ending the call, I noticed Paisley had just updated her social feed. In the photo, she and Jude were enjoying a candlelit dinner at a fancy restaurant. The caption read, "With you by my side, even the air feels sweet."

Diara I woke up to find daisies on my bedside table, along with a note that said, “Have a day as lovely as you, Kennis.” I couldn't help but smile. I got out of bed and got ready for the day. I did my hair and got dressed. When I went downstairs, I found Kennis in the foyer, speaking on the phone about tracking someone. I wondered who he wanted to track, maybe Horus? They didn't talk about him, but he was a shadow that loomed over them- us. He ended the call when he noticed me.