Unknow Mga Nobela at Kwento

she said. Joan arched her brow in amazement brushing her hands through her hair "and who the fuck are you to tell me who to talk to and who not to talk to? You aren't my god damn mother!" She sounded pretty hostile. The lady chortled, she was called K.K "I am only being honest with you, they are only going to get you into trouble and you know what that means don't you? They are very bad Joan!"

The strange encounter in the dark city street had taken a surreal turn, and her animosity toward Mace had momentarily given way to fear. The silence between them persisted, punctuated only by the occasional traffic sounds and the faint hum of the city. Nysaa struggled to keep her drunken thoughts in check, her mind a whirlwind of confusion and uncertainty. It was a situation that had spun out of control, leaving her with a sense of powerlessness she rarely experienced.

╰───────────────────────╯ ╭───────────────────────╮ Unknown: If you want to know the truth about your husband, then come to this address. You will find all of the answers. ╰───────────────────────╯ I stared at the messages long and hard. And for the first time, I replied. ╭───────────────────────╮ You: Who are you? ╰───────────────────────╯ ╭───────────────────────╮ Unknown: You'll know soon. All you need to do is get to this address. Hint: your husband might be there...

“I'm fine. So, I did not tell grandma about this. I wanted to tell you first.” “What is it love?” “So, I met this friend of yours in school three days ago. He was so sweet and kind. He said he just came into town and he's not met you yet.” My blood ran cold then. Who could it be? I don't have any male friends. “Did he say his name?” I asked tentatively. “He didn't. Asked him a couple times. And do you know the surprising thing mummy? We have the same eyes.” She said giddily, jumping gently. “He's such a good person. He comes to the school during breaks and we have lots and loads of fun.”

I walked to the kitchen to make a cup of mint tea and after consuming it and took two allergy pills and I feel a little better. I heard chatting In the living room and I head in there, I wasn't expecting Katie home so early and with a guy!. My eyes widen at Miss perfect sitting next to a man, he's handsome though but she didn't told me she had a boyfriend. "Hello sorry for interrupting" I said waving my hands with a little smile. "Jada you're home early" she said surprised. "Yes and so are you.... Who is your friend?" I asked being nosey. "This is my boss Liam Prince and this is my little sister Jada" she introduced us.

It's just some random number. *Hello, sweetie!* It says. Probably some drunk slut who hit the wrong number. As I want to delete this I get another text. *It's me, Monika. Don't dare to ignore me!* She texted. How the hell did she get my switzgerman number? ... (to be continued)

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The lady was still surprised. "Are you the famous designer, Katie. How do you know her?" Susan interrupted from behind. "Oh we've known each other. She designed the best gown for my daughter on her wedding." Katie explained. "And you?" "I.. am the model, from New York, Susan Hayes" Susan was stunned to hear that Katie doesn't know her. "How can someone not recognise me?" She thought. Haha!! Isn't this a bit funny?!!! Maybe you are famous in New York but... Not here Miss Hayes!!

What! ^^^^

After Charles and I talked, I immediately opened my F******k. There were some notifications but I ignored them. I just looked for the invitation to our reunion. And true enough there is. I clicked it. I saw that almost everyone will come, the others are maybe but no one chose the not joining choice. I browse who's going. I saw Jester and Rachel's name using Jester's surname. I felt a pain in my heart. Suddenly my heart beat faster. I'm nervous.