Romans & histoires True Piece

It was likely Yerick who helped Sadie procure the pearl at the last minute. "It’s fine. I like it, even if it’s fake. It’s the thought that counts," chuckled Stephen. "Mr. Warren, if I knew it was fake, I would've never given it to you," said Sadie with her head lowered and face flushed with guilt. "Alright, no need to feel uneasy. Sit down. Let's enjoy the meal together." After Sadie sat down, Xoan suddenly said, "Dad, are you getting senile?" Stephen glared at him. "What are you talking about? I’m still sharp as a tack. I’m not senile!"

Becoming a senior was where I could finally live my life and not look back. "Fine, I'll turn it down," Derek says. "Thank you," I grinned. I walk back to my room and get in bed; tomorrow, I had a long day ahead of me. / / / I woke to the sound of my alarm on my phone, 6:05 the phone read. I had 45 minutes to get ready and to look my best. I run to my bathroom and brush my teeth. After, I go to my walk-in closet and put on a white T-shirt with yellow flowers with blue jeans and dark blue sneakers. I put my brown wavy hair in a bun and look in my mirror. I take one last look at myself until I strike a pose and say,"Perfect,"

“It was my dad’s,” she said. “I got my mom’s earrings and that case. Open it. I want you to have it.” Creighton wanted to push it aside and pull her to him, comforting the memories that danced on her delicate face, but instead he did as he was told and lifted the lid. Inside was a small keychain with a crystal hanging from the end, and inside the gem was a single grain of wheat, preserved for all eternity. He looked up at her and frowned.

I heard the voice of a woman say downstairs. The front door was just below my window, so I could clearly hear everything said. "Yes, yes, that would be me. How may I help you?" He said, with a very fake friendly voice that made me feel like screaming in pain and frustration. How dare he pretend to be a good person after what he had just tried doing to me? How dare he pretend to be nice? "Well, I'm your dear late wife Jisoo's good friend. My name is Mrs Tara Lawson. May I come in?" She said, her voice cheerful.

Tool. Perfect.

"Another version. The original. The real one." He holds it up. The dates align. The times are correct. The signatures are consistent. Everything matches the truth I've been carrying in my heart for years. Everything confirms what I always knew. Everything proves what I always believed. Everything validates what I always felt. Everything exposes what they tried to hide. Everything reveals what they tried to bury. Everything uncovers what they tried to destroy. Everything brings justice to what they tried to steal. Everything restores what they tried to erase. "This is the real one," he says.

I want to know if it was the same thing from a time before. “It’s called Piece.” “It’s a piece.” I knew it. That figure that looks like a puzzle piece is Piece. I know it doesn’t make any sense at all calling that piece a Piece. It’s weird, but that girl I knew before is weird enough to call her dog Doug.

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