Novel & Cerita Unspoken Reason

Man said. "Yes, I'll do it well" women smiled. They both walked to their own paths. ... In the car no one spoke to break the silence. Both of them wanted to say something but they decided to keep quite. "You..." "You..." Both of them spoke at the same time. "You say first." Arien said. "Ladies first." Devian said. "Mmm... Actually, I wanted to ask, when are your parents going back?" She bit her lips and asked. "I don't know." Devian answered and then questioned, "Why to ask?"

‘How to explain this?’ Ashley racked her brains to think of the reason, silently withdrew her sight, "Oh, by mistake." Jacob still looked at her with a somewhat meaningful expression. "I actually didn’t want you to see my Ins." Ashley explained, "I didn't see it clearly, and I blocked you by mistake." Jacob, "..." ‘What's the reason?’ "That's it, you know." Ashley said, "Some of the content is not good for my parents to see and I am too lazy to block the total grouping, so I just go straight to it."

’ A taunting voice in my head said. Suddenly the car turned a little warmer and an uncomfortable air settled between us. “Did—did I said something wrong?” I asked, glancing at him. “No, no. It’s not that.” “The reason or something I said?” “Something you said or rather the words unspoken buried underneath it.” “What do you mean? I mean, I get it I sound like a b*tch.”

she exclaimed, disappointment etched on her face. Marianne's mind had been preoccupied with the day's news - an unplanned pregnancy, unwanted by her boyfriend, Greg. For ten years, six months, and twelve days, Greg had emphasized the struggles of raising their daughter, Rose. He never seemed ready for the responsibility, making Marianne feel like she had forced him into parenthood. Despite her stability and readiness for another child, Greg's reluctance loomed large.

“Let's just say that I realized I've been hating on you for no reason; that part is something that I have been very curious to know about. I needed to know the reason why she's been like that towards me because I can't remember meeting her anywhere before, but she's been very wicked since the very first day she met me, and it's like she can't forget what I did to her. “Why? I have been meaning to ask you the reason why you've been like that towards me. I don't remember knowing you from anywhere, but you've been very hostile towards me. You're ready to do a new thing to hurt me, which has left me completely confused because I need to know the reason why you were like that to me.” She suddenly

Now, I am feeling more guilty. "Before I accept your apology," finally, he talked. I thought I'll end up being swallowed by the ground. "What's your reason for not accepting me?" Should I answer him or not? Am I obliqued to answer him in the first place? Man, all I want is peace. How did I end up in this situation? I tried to think of a reason why I am declining his proposal. I can't think of a deep answer other than we don't know each other and it was too sudden. But that's already enough reason for me not to accept it.

I roll my eyes and turn to him. "None of the above. I was more disappointed that I would never find out if Martina's theory was correct regarding status and penis size. If it's true, then why did I settle for a prince?" I thought I was speaking softly enough so no one else could hear, but obviously not!

For the first time, it felt lonely being there by myself. I decided to binge-watch a timeless rom-com on N*****x, how I met your mother. The first time I had seen it, I laughed so hard I could've sworn I bust a rib but now as I watched it, my eyes welled up with tears. I started making plans the next day to leave town and probably travelled to an exotic island I've been having in mind before this whole shit happened but Jace convince me to stay back, giving a tangible reason that it's risky for me to be alone while still overwhelmed with my emotions.

Adelard asked, looking straight into the eyes of his good friend. "To be reasonable, a person must jump over his head. Jump the highest. But alas, women will not give you such strength to jump over your head. Women, they make their servant out of you, and you yourself will not notice how you have become nothing else but her shadow in whose power only to follow her and be invisible." "Perhaps only one who has no personality becomes a shadow. Who, himself, long ago became nothing else but a shadow and who now needs the one who will inspire him that he is alive and real. That is what is unreasonable Monsieur."

She did not look away. "I keep thinking," he said slowly, "about what he said. That he was doing the thing that was done to him because it was the only language he had learned." He paused. "I understood that. Sitting in that corridor listening to him say it, I understood it completely." He looked at her. "Does that make sense?" "Yes," she said. "It makes complete sense." "It doesn't excuse it." "No. It doesn't excuse it." She held his gaze. "But it explains it. An explanation is not the same as an excuse. You can hold both."