Until I Met You Amber Gill Novels & Stories

Amber mumbled, gesturing over to us, the knowing & evil glint evident in her eyes,"Stan, meet Cameron & Shayla." ━━━━━━

After her fight with Shannon, Amber had done a good job at making herself scarce, especially with their video trending. “Goeie môre. (Good morning.)” His elegant cousin came from behind and kissed him on the cheek before she took a seat opposite him. Amber was 25 years old, almost 26, but she looked more around Shannon’s age. She was a short and slender girl with black her and startling dark eyes. She was an actress and model, and a fashion trendsetter, which was why she was perfect for this job. “Jy’s laat. (You are late.)” David stated and closed the menu he had been staring at.

The sound of the letter being unfolded echoed in the quiet of the room. Cara’s fingers trembled slightly as she read the message. “Hi, Cara. Nice that you have a new friend now. He looks smart and sweet. Today, I feel like I want to meet you in person. However, I will give you more time to be ready. I will meet you the soonest.”

Livia stopped and raised an eyebrow, her expression questioning. "Where are you going, Livia? Is the meeting over? Aldrake and I still have somewhere to go," Amber said with a smirk, seeming to taunt Livia. "Why don't you find out yourself?" Livia shot back, her response causing Amber's face to flush with annoyance. "Weren't you just inside the hall with him? Why don't you tell me yourself? Or maybe you're just jealous because Aldrake and I have plans, and you don't want to tell me," Amber said, her voice dripping with sarcasm, followed by a mocking laugh. "And why would I be jealous, Amber?" Livia asked, her tone even. "Aren't you his wife? His mate? It's only natural that you'd be jealous.

She muttered, “Marry you? I don’t think your mom even likes me.” “Charlie, no. It’s not that,” Taylor said. He urged her to take a seat on the couch. “Come here, let me explain.” They both sat next to each other in silence for a few seconds. Finally, Taylor said, “Amber Collins. Amber was one of a kind… not in a good way.” “I’m listening,” Charlie said.

” She gives me a wink. ”Like Wendy says I’m Eric. It’s nice to see Wendy talking to more people.” He smiles and hits Amber with his elbow to introduce herself. ”Oh, I’m Amber Lee. You’ll see me a lot since I like to spend time with this cutie.” She says grabbing Wendy’s arm while giving me a sweet smile. ”Now let’s eat! I’m hungry.” Wendy says, grabbing her stomach pouting. Amber pinched her cheek. ”Of course. Anything for you.” Wendy smacks her hand away.

“If this is what you want for me to meet you, I will do it. Give me three minutes, I will call you in a video while I call my mum…” “Please, I don’t want to interfere in your conversation,” Amber quickly said. “Yes.” Amber ended the call and was sitting on the bed. She quickly recalled that she was putting on a transparent gown because she was alone in the hotel room. Now that Adrian will be calling her on a video call, she rushed and put on a more appropriate gown and she smiled to herself in the mirror. It didn’t take long, her phone rang and it was a video from Adrian. “Hello Adrian, I can see you,” and she saw that Adrian had positioned the phone for the video call at a particular positi

Her eyes scanned the table, watching for something. The introductions continued. My elder sister, Sierra, and her husband, Simon, introduced themselves. Then my Uncle George, and Genevieve, who simply stated her name. While all this went on, I couldn't take my eyes off Amber. Just last night, she had been shaken, terrified—convinced she couldn’t do this. She was ready to quit, and run from this mess. But here she was, poised and unshaken, speaking like she belonged and the insecurities I saw last night were my imagination. It was as if none of last night ever happened.

She carefully set her guitar down on her lap and reached into her backpack to pull out a pen and a small notepad, clearly getting ready to focus on her lyrics. Elodie walked out of the closet and dropped onto the edge of the mattress beside me, looking across the room. "I feel so pathetic for you, Amber," she said, shaking her head. Amber gave her a small, amused smile. "Why is that?" "Because since the day I met you, I don't think I’ve ever actually seen you go out and have fun," Elodie pointed out. "What are you talking about? I have fun," Amber countered, lifting her pen.

And the person she was talking about was looking at her glass of water in front of her, her expression not getting any better. He couldn't argue back, finally he could only take his glass of water, take a sip to calm the anger in his heart, somehow it was clear that no matter how many times others spoke ill of him, he could completely say the opposite of them. It's just that somehow it's been a little annoying lately when someone pushes back at him, Laetus takes a sip of water, looks at June still struggling on the floor, even laughs to the point where tears come to his eyes that make him frown, and Keitha sitting next to him is staring at the screen incessantly, But at a glance he knew she