When The Tables Turned 소설 & 이야기

Suddenly the music was turned up and the lights went out. What the fuck?

Table after table, face after face, stare after stare. Everywhere I turned, someone’s eyes were on my chest. Someone’s whisper followed me. Someone’s smile lingered too long. By the time I reached my sixth table since the incident, I had perfected the art of blocking them out. Or pretending to. My face stayed neutral. My smile stayed in place even when I wanted to tear the stupid uniform off and run. But my body wasn’t fooled. My muscles were tight, my stomach kept flipping, and my skin felt too sensitive—like the air itself was rubbing me wrong.

I apologized again. I couldn't believe how the situation had turned around so quickly. One minute she was begging me to speak to her and the next I was the one begging for her attention. How the tables have turned. "Fine, it's alright." She finally said with a sigh. "What's going on with that text, Red?" I asked. "Long ass Story." She sighed, finally turning fully so that we were face to face. "I'm all ears. I want to help you out."feeling a little scared for her.

I'd destroy her. My fingers curled around the edge of my desk. This was it. The moment I turned the tables. The moment I made her see that no matter how far she thought she'd come— She was still playing my game.

It is a year after I gave birth to our son, Austin. I thought I make a right turn but it turns out I made a wrong turn. ________________________________________________________________________________

I took my change and immediately put it in my pocket. I brought the tray and to my surprise. I bumped into someone holding a tray. With the force of the impact I saw that glass fly and I knew it would correct me, but I was not surprised because the glass fell and broke on the next table. I was dumbfounded because of that. How the hell did that happen? I was so sure that it would be thrown at me but instead of me it fell on the table and broke. I looked around and we immediately met Triton's gaze, he also immediately avoided staring at me, took his order and walked away.

.Chapter 23 Tension Meanwhile, burdened by the weight of betrayal, Nerissa desperately sought out Tritan, intercepting him on his way to training. The profound hurt of betrayal was etched on her face as she signed, her hands trembling with emotion, "Did you turn them in?" Tritan's expression hardened, his eyes reflecting a mix of pain and determination, but he maintained a calm demeanor as he signed back, his hands firm and resolute, "No, I promised you I wouldn't! I would never break a promise, Nerissa." Tritan held her gaze, hurt that she would question his unwavering loyalty. After a moment of silence, Nerissa nodded, her eyes brimming with understanding, acknowledging Tritan's steadfastn

“Tell me young one, who turned you?” Caitlin had no idea what he was talking about. She didn’t even know what his question meant. Once again this night, she found herself wondering what the best answer was to give. She hesitated, feeling that whatever she said would have a great impact not just on her safety, but on Caleb’s, too. She wanted to give the right answer for him, but she just didn’t know what to say. “I’m sorry,” she said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I was never turned. I don’t even know what that means.”

Falcone went to his study room and rested his back as he sat on the rocking chair. He was looking at the ceiling then suddenly he leaned towards the table and punched the table so hard that the glass of the table cracked. "I will ruin you, how dare you lay your hands on the thing I own? Start counting your breath because you don't have many left." Amber knocked on the door "Enter." Amber was stunned when he walked in. His eyes were on the glass of the table, which was very sturdy and made to special order. Amber remembered that ten people were also needed to lift the table, which was now lying with the broken glass. oh god protect me! he mumbled

Before he could do anything, I pushed him away and launched myself towards him with my silver dagger. He wasn’t ready for this attack and I happened to scratch his shoulder with my silver dagger. He hissed and turned his back to me. He clutched his bruised shoulder and I heard him growling. He turned around in a breath and with a swift move, my dagger was in his hand. He grabbed me by my waist and my back hit his hard muscled body and he put the dagger on my throat. “The tables turned, Rabbit.” He fanned his breath on the side of my face and laughed devilishly.