Novelas y relatos de Unsaid

"How does your family feels about her?" "They are fine, I suppose." "you suppose? What do you mean by that? I heard about what your mom did, so how come you are not saying anything?" "What happened that night was a mere misunderstanding. I can assure you that such wouldn't happen again." "Should I believe your words?" "You should. I'm known to be a man of my words." "Good." With that being said, everyone kept quiet. I begin to feel discomfort because this is not what I had imagined. And to be honest, Alex isn't helping either with his cold attitude.

Shawn said with disgust thinking that Sabrina is interested in the guys that he hired. And that's when she cracked. “No you idiot, I'm talking about the evidences that they collected.” She said laughing. “Oh”

And why exactly at lunchtime? "Hayir, söylemek bir sey yok." I said I don't have anything to tell. "She wants to leave us." My mom snaps. I feel like my chin is falling on the floor. My dad lets his spoon falling on the plate. "What?!" ... (to be continued)

Don Torento raised an eyebrow, Amanda looked away from him quickly, she wanted to slam her palm on her forehead for saying something stupid. Don Torento was looking at her like he wanted to tear her limbs to limbs, she gulped. "S—sorry, I say stupid things sometimes."

he says and the two boys turn their heads to me, seemingly looking for a response. "Uh yea sure whatever," I say knowing that's not going to happen. I'm sure he's got better things to do. "Well settled then, see you there." He says then walks out without another word. I roll my eyes at that, he's got such a dismissive attitude. "Well, he's an asshole," Tristan says reading my mind. "You have no idea," I say and for a split second, we're back to being us. The us before all the complications, but that goes away as soon as it came.

I thought It was weird of him to suddenly leave when the fight was over. Then said we will talk later about our fight or test should I say . This man is doing something to me because no other man's statement wouldn't have no effects on me but this man's statement sure did. It made me feel disappointed how he just left without saying something to me but he can talk to Sarah and not me . The rest of the training went by quickly . By that end I was sore and aching , I was really out of practice . " I got your message yesterday, sorry I couldn't respond quickly but yes it is still up for rent ." Gina said as we walked out the training grounds to the cars .

“Every decision in my life was already made before I got there.” His expression slowly changed. “My clothes.” Silence. “My friends.” His jaw tightened. “My education.” His hand curled against the mattress. “My marriage.” I swallowed. “Even my future children, apparently.” “Luna—” “So what exactly am I supposed to decide?” My voice cracked. I hated that. I fucking hated crying. “I don't even know what I like, Sandro. I like ramen.” I laughed through my tears. “That's genuinely all I've figured out.”

Tried not to think about late nights, closed hotels, language barriers, or the fact that I was suddenly very aware of how far from home I was. Then my phone buzzed in my hand. The vibration was sharp and sudden, cutting through the quiet like a warning bell. Relief surged instinctively as I glanced down. Good, I thought. Information. Solutions. It evaporated instantly. We regret to inform you that due to unforeseen circumstances, your reservation has been cancelled. I stared at the screen. Then I read it again. And again. Like repetition might soften the words. Like maybe they would rearrange themselves into something less final.

“Where are you going Iris?” “I am going to go dance,” I spoke flatly. He tilted his head, confused. I tried to sum it up for him. “Are you going to join me or should I find someone else to dance with?” A look appeared on his face. I couldn’t tell you if it was anger, annoyance, or even just complete shock. He closed his mouth, before standing up. He took hold of my hand, before looking down at them.

One message. Shit.