The Right Move Mga Nobela at Kwento

Not tonight. Not ever.

Just my imagination. Right?

Damn… I thought I wouldn’t be seeing this side of her until next week “Those in favor of AFTER please move to my right hand and those of you who choose to go against my decision of us watching the AFTER sequel, since this day being the last day of our short stay in this fine resort, please move to my left hand. We don’t have all day ladies and gentlemen, let’s make wise decisions, shall we?”

~ Now payback is a bad bitch And baby, I'm the baddest You're fuckin' with a savage ~ I started dancing when the first line of the chorus has been played. I moved my hands together with my body, feeling the beat and rhythm as it comes out all-natural to me. I clapped, turned around, and swayed as if the dance floor was mine. I'm starting to feel confident when I heard people's voices cheering for me. I slowly opened my eyes and saw that all eyes were on me. I could also see the woman still dancing but her moves went slower and slower, still showing her sexy moves while glaring at me. I guess it was all just for seducing the men around her.

‘She hasn’t sung yet. I placed the each color of the king, queen, bishop, knight, and rook in their respective spots on the board. Moving the black queen forward two spots, I grabbed a white pawn and set it in the rank in front of it, in the capture position. That was the new move. Looking at one of the black knights, I placed it on its side. That was done. I looked back at the hatch for a moment. He was still a wild card on what he would do next but I didn’t need to move him anywhere.

Make your move, and make it count. ‘I’m working on it, Grandpa.’ ‘Fish!’ Sunny yelled. Logan’s fishing rod twitched in his hands. With lightning speed, he jerked the rod upwards, setting the hook. The fish struggled, its silver scales glinting in the sunlight. But Logan’s grip was firm. With steady precision, he reeled in the fish, each movement calculated to tire out its resistance. Finally, the fish emerged from the water, glistening in the fading sunlight. ‘Fish!’ Sunny applauded.

"Smart move. They dodged the spotlight and slipped past the rules without having to pay immediately or cause a stir. "With 14.7%, they just need to scoop up another 3.3% from other shareholders. Come Monday, James will walk into the company and find out SAM now goes by the name Rofey and he's been outsmarted."

“What could possibly be wrong with me? Let Helen dream for a couple more days. Once she sets foot in the Gregory family’s mansion tomorrow, she’ll have plenty to cry about.” Yet, for some reason, when his eyes fell again on the dress Rachel was wearing, it suddenly looked out of place. His voice softened, his expression dark and unreadable. “Rachel, don’t wear this dress anymore. I’ll buy you a new one.” … I didn’t want to see that shameless couple for another second. But the thought of my carefully designed dress being desecrated still left me feeling wronged. On the way home, Connor kept calling, which only made me more annoyed. I turned off my phone.

Why does this feel so right? *************

A what-if. I don’t move. I just wait.