Novel & Cerita The Upside Of Falling

Lewis declared as he saw how the very same person he is talking about was running out of his company with her wig almost falling down. That girl have lot of potentials. She came from a perfect family as the media would say. A perfect child who have a perfect future. She was rising on top yet, as soon as Oliver took a shine in the entertainment industry she fall down. Rising on top is not an easy step, but falling down can be. It is like smashing a big heavy rock to a stock of woods that is build with great efforts. Or a beautiful detailed sand castle that would easily be shaken as the waves of the ocean wash the castle off. Even a pile of cards falling apart as a small gist of wind blows can

Afraid someone might see me. ‎ ‎I raised my hand and tried to flag down a taxi. ‎ ‎None stopped. ‎ ‎I opened my phone and ordered an Uber. ‎ ‎Request declined. ‎ ‎I tried again. ‎ ‎Declined. ‎ ‎Again. ‎ ‎Declined. ‎ ‎The rain grew heavier. ‎ ‎Water splashed against the pavement and drifted beneath the shade, dampening my clothes little by little. ‎ ‎Still, I didn't move. ‎ ‎I just stood there.

Her eyes went crimson as the pain flooded over her. She realized she had to flee from him as quickly as possible. Her instincts shouted for safety, pushing her to keep a safe distance from him. She noticed that the lift was not moving when she looked at the floor number. “Why…. why is this lift not moving”

Not chaotic, but certain. I was falling, slowly, unexpectedly, and beautifully. And for the first time in a long time, I didn’t want to stop.

“H-Hahaha. You’re joking, aren’t you? Are you sure you’re going to do that?” On the other hand, What is it like to fall from a high altitude? Will you know what you’re going to feel as your body hits the pavement? Even though I’m not sure how high we’ve gotten, I can only say that the structure is dangerously excessively high, and I’m certain that if you fall from it, you would not survive. The miracle will not work in this situation since you will be dead in less than a second. Your head may strike the ground before your body, your body may strike the ground before your head, or you may die while up high and your body has not yet struck the ground.

I'll go to her in the afterlife so that I can atone for the sins I've committed against her. That was where the letter ended. Someone took a photo of it and had it published in the newspapers. The general public was abuzz after reading it, and Granger Corporation's share price skyrocketed. With that, it swallowed Gray Corporation whole. I knew I didn't have anything to worry about with Reuben running the company. My tumultuous relationship with Marcus turned into a tool for the paparazzi to hit their targets, and the online community lamented us. Some of them wept for our love, but some of them criticized Marcus for cheating on me and falling for Janae.

It was still overwhelming, but now it felt like a chance—a real chance to build something better for herself. This isn’t just a job, she thought as she walked down the path. This could be the start of something new.

I said, still smiling. He shook his head, "Good grief! That was reckless! You could've gotten hurt!" I ignored him and continued climbing down, but as easy as it was to climb up, it was just as hard to climb down. Unexpectedly, I stepped on a slippery part of the tree, lost my grip, and found myself falling... 'OUCH!!!' my mind screamed.

"Anyone goes down, they go down alone. Don't reach for them." One of his men, the broad one with the scarred chin, looked at him. "Sir…" "I mean it." Kade's voice didn't rise. "The rock face is unstable in certain sections. One person falling is recoverable. Two people falling is not." He met the man's eyes. "Don't try to be the hero and save the day, you might die trying.” The man nodded, jaw tight. We started down. Kade talked as we climbed, his voice carrying just enough to reach us without echoing too far out into the mist. Like he was talking because stopping would leave too much room for the sound of the valley.

Upon arriving home, I collapsed onto the couch. I was tired. I hadn't found a single wretched taxi, let alone a bus, so, as a good Samaritan, I had to walk all the way here. My feet ached, and my head was pounding. I was sleepy, very sleepy. I had to go to the university at night, thankful that I'd finished my assignments yesterday because today I couldn't think straight. Spencer came to mind—his eyes, his lips, his nose, his hair, his body, his gaze. I'm in trouble if I think I like him, very much so. Spencer is super wealthy, and a naive girl with a homeless appearance is not in his plans.