Novel & Cerita To My Dearest Friends

He had come with everything that I love from my favorite cake to my favorite milkshake "I believe somebody told me that friends who feed you are friends for life and well I'm feeling you so that makes us friends for life right? " " I can't help but think that you need to spend some time with your two twin brothers. I know that Max and I haven't met Luigi and maybe some time away can Demi the world of good. I also wanna take my son with me ."

After we get together tomorrow, you can ride me out. I can be your best friend, your lover, your husband, and your confidant. I know you have no friends. I know you hate everyone, just like me. We are the loneliest people in this world. But, once we're together, you and I will be best friends forever. I can be your protector, your pride, your prince charming.

“Apparently, I really don't have any date. You know I really don't trust any Alpha if the person is not you my one and only bestfriend. Actually it's all for you Alex. You know I miss your birthday last time, so I think about giving you surprise.” "Do you like it?" Ash asked with big puppy eyes. Alex opens the card that came with the flowers, and happily smiles back at his Ash. 'His bestfriend is really death for him.'

Baby, how can I tell you that you’ve captured my heart from day one? How can I convince you that you are the only one I want to spend every waking moment with? You are my best friend, Babe. You are my best friend, Honey. You are my best friend, Darling. Best friends to lovers that's what we are oh.. oh… oh. I began to sway to the beat and continuously began tapping my feet on the ground to follow the rhythm of the music. Five years we were best friends. Then on the sixth, I popped the word.

But fuck it, I was done. “Thank you,” I said to Jake. “Best friends forever and always.” He chuckled. Then we chorused, “Best friends till I die.” “I love you, okay?” he said. “I love you too, Jake.”

“Not to Parshav, not to Siddh, not to Shaurya, not to anyone.” Tears pricked my eyes as his words sank in. “You’re not going to lose me, you will always be my best friend. ” I whispered. He smiled, his expression softening. “Good. But I was not saying it.”

A text from an unknown number. I know the final truth. Meet me at the grave. Dawn. Come alone.

“Get ready. Let’s go get your friends.” Shit! But my friends first.

All waiting to hear what I have to say. The pressure sits heavy on my shoulders. Not the kind that makes you want to collapse. The kind that makes you stand taller. That reminds you why you're here. Why this matters. Sandra is my best friend. The person who stood by me when no one else did. And I'm going to stand by her. No matter what. "It's time," my publicist says. I walk onto the stage. The cameras flash. Blinding. Overwhelming. I step up to the podium.

he spoke up, "Friends ". I