The Simple Life 2: Road Trip 소설 & 이야기

Bethany lowered her head and cried for a long time. I sent her the studio's address and contact information, then stood. "Work hard. Stop thinking about things you shouldn't. Life is long. Don't waste your time on someone else's man." I turned and left. Outside the cafe, the sunlight was bright. The comments exploded. [The villainess repaid resentment with kindness???] [I'm crying. She helped Bethany.] ["You don't even count as a supporting character in my life" is so fierce.]

Quill just hugs me to his chest ,and I close my eyes and sleep once more. Sleep welcomes me once more, and this time, Death doesn't call me back. "You still have my packmates to meet my darling."These are the last words I hear as I finally give into slumber.

Again, she just nodded. After a few deep breaths, she croaked out, “It’s just been a few days since I’ve heard from him. I’m sure that everything is fine. If it wasn’t, Pops would’ve said something by now. So play some music or else you’ll be riding fifth-wheel with the other car.” That brought a smile to both their faces as Sean didn’t hesitate to press play and “Baby Got Back,” blared from the speakers. Good choice. They rode with the top off, letting the summer air and sun hit their faces and enjoyed the scenery and music during their mini road trip. Just two friends enjoying each other’s company, basking in the calm before the storm.

“Great. That’ll give me time to burn a CD of road tunes.” He groaned. “I’m already regretting this and we haven’t left yet.” “But this will be the soundtrack to our buddy trip. Like Thelma and Louise. Or those old Bob Hope and Bing Crosby movies.” “Or Mel Gibson in The Road Warrior.” Ava bumped her knee to his. “That doesn’t count. He had no buddies. He just drove around killing people.” “Maybe we’ll wanna kill each other after a few weeks on the road together.” “Highly unlikely because we are gonna be the best friends in the history of the world.” She tacked on a fake smile. “How far is the bull riding boot camp?”

They tagged along with him every day to pick me up after school. On weekends, we were inseparable. When it came time for me to take the SAT, they took turns tutoring me just so I could get into the same university as them. They even cut off every guy who tried to get close to me under the guise of “helping me improve my grades.” As we got older, Leo and Max built lives of their own. Leo became a race car driver, while Max became a successful actuary. Even with their busy careers, whenever they had time off, they would still take me out to play baseball.

A life they would be spending together. THE END

The Engagement Ring, Marry Me We left dinner that night and, for the next year, we did all kinds of things together. We spent weekends in the mountains playing in the snow, we rode motorcycles together, we skydived, and we went camping often. Life suddenly had a new happiness about it that I had never experienced before. At this point, we were just a little over two years into this incredible relationship.

I coughed, turning my head away, but he held firm. "Her name is Jailbird." “And no one will know me?” “Ace, it is me, I am the master of discreet. I used some rando identity and funny enough, they believe it is that randos birthday.” “Jesus, you used me?” “See…” He chuckled. “Discreet.” *** The drive to Fantasy Island took twenty minutes. I'd left through the service entrance, dodging my father's assistants and the remaining guests. Carter had texted me the address along with a series of laughing emojis and the words "happy birthday you beautiful bastard."

“James had an accident.” Kelsey asked, “What happened to him?” Tyler replied, “He got into a car accident while driving to Cerys’ place. A truck without a license plate ran him over.” Kelsey’s chest clutched. Sure enough, the event in her past life had been realized. James had a car accident during Cooper’s birthday celebration. “Is James dead?” she asked dejectedly. Cooper would replace James as the heir apparent once James was dead. He would become a threat to Kelsey and Tyler.

Her face changed from beautiful to broken to bloodied and back again. “Justice.” The word rolled out slowly. Heavy. “Someone stole my life,” she whispered. “Now I want it back.” She paused. Her glowing eyes shifted slowly to Ònààra. “You know the path. You know the names. Help me come back.” Ònààra didn’t move. Her face was calm but firm. “You’re asking for more than just a favor.” Celine gave a slow, sad smile. “I’m asking for peace for my soul.”