The Happiness Project Book Novels & Stories

That is why they are the ones who buy all the medicine Tiarra needed and they are the ones who take care and remind her endlessly of what she should and should not do. In that way, they can fill the void and give her the love that the child seeks from his father and sister. But they both knew in themselves that their love for Tiarra was not enough. They could see that for in Tiarra's eyes that are full of sadness. When will they see the kid’s bright face? When will they see a real and genuine smile from her? When will Tiarra reach the happiness she’s always chasing? Will she still be able to get her goal before it is too late?

However, I demanded before he could, "What's the deal with the party? Is a wedding something you can cancel whenever you like?" Seeing that my eyes were puffy from crying, Sean immediately apologized, "You knew? Just calm down and listen." "The hall and the luncheon had been booked and couldn't be refunded, so I thought we could just change the occasion." Breathing a long sigh, he continued exasperatedly, "The child is mine, but I have no feelings for Sally at all. She wanted a child but didn't want marriage. So I helped her. After that, she went abroad.

Mr Carter asked after long minutes passed as he let me sit beside him and cry silently. I wiped my face and nodded. “Yes. I will be.” “Of course, you will be.” He kissed my forehead and squeezed me into another hug. I have a family who loved me, and I wouldn’t let a man who couldn’t love me ruin the happiness of that. I’ll be happy again. And like Mr Carter said I’ll be the reason for my happiness this time. I’ll make my dreams come true without him. At least, I'll try. . . This book will have several time jumps. A. Gupta

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Harper had scheduled for the group a visit to a book store she had sighted in town. She felt that it would give her time to catch up on her business which her assistant was running and she needed a room to breath. Lately, she had taken to doing whatever would make her happy. Anything that would bring her closer to her child, that would strengthen their bond. She had started to put herself first. Prioritize her happiness over anything else. The ride to the bookstore across the road was smooth and filled with comfortable silence. As soon as the car stopped, they all stepped out, filing into the coffee bookstore.

I walked to the library and sat next to the window, I looked at my project and now I need to find some books. I walked through the bookshelfs and search for the architect section. I'm looking for a watertank and some electric placement book. I looked through every book clearly and oh there it is. I tried to reach it but I can't. It's on the top of the bookshelf, I need to take a ladder. I walked away to grab the ladder. I got back to the architect section again and I put the ladder to reach the book but the book is gone. Suddenly I found the book on the middle shelf, I looked around. I guess someone must have been taking it and put it there.

She paused, looking out at the horizon of attentive faces. “We are much more afraid of being happy than of suffering. Because suffering is familiar — we have learned how to move through it. Happiness is unknown territory. It’s where we wait for the other shoe to drop. This book is about learning to stay in unknown territory without waiting for catastrophe. It’s about discovering that you can be happy without being wrong for it.” And this third one was a declaration. The passage she chose to read was from the central chapter, the excerpt that had been the hardest and most honest to write:

How magnanimous! The comment section was instantly in an uproar. [Gosh! Really?] [Timothy's letting his wife have a baby with another man?] [How pathetic!] [A live-in son-in-law is really different. He even lent out his wife!] [Hahaha! Lending out his woman to save the whole family? I'm dying of laughter!] My hands began to tremble. The phone rang again. This time, it was a notification from the family's group chat. Phillip had sent the same thing.

"Promise me something. Promise me you'll let yourself be happy. Not right away, but eventually. You'll meet new people, make new friends, maybe even date again when you're ready. You'll build a life that's bigger than what Carter did to you." "I promise I'll try." It was the best I could offer. Right now happiness felt theoretical, like something other people experienced. But maybe in Cannon Beach, maybe with a baby to focus on, maybe with enough distance from everything that had happened, I'd figure out what my version of happiness looked like.

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