Novel & Cerita Wiz Khalifa See You Again

And why is this fucking stranger dotting on her when it should be me? "Sir are you okay?" I hear Charlie ask. And I look at him confused not sure what he means when I feel a tear sliding down my cheek. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I'm fucking crying. I turn to Charlie and then back at my girl when I see her looking at me with wide eyes and the man next to her looking at me with a pained expression on his face. Who the fuck is he anyways? Her guardian? Where the hell is Wendy? (Wendy is Francisca's mother if you forgot)

Christian froze, his eyes widening in disbelief. 'She asked me for a divorce?' His expression darkened as he scoffed. "Rachel Simmons, did you take the wrong pill? Are you seriously asking me for a divorce?" I took a deep breath and met his gaze. "Christian, are you deaf? I said I want a divorce!"

He then decided to call, so I picked up “Hazel, where have you been? I haven’t seen you all day” his voice came up on the phone “I’m so sorry, I left early to go see Zion at the hospital and I heard that William is sick, so I came over to see him at Dunlop’s house”, I said “Oh, it’s okay. How are Zion and William? I just came back from work, I’m at your house” he told me “Zion is very okay now, I brought Dunlop over to see him. I don’t know what magic he, performed, but Zion got better as soon as he saw him” I told him

I said softly. "Don't waste time." I held back the sourness in my eyes, not letting the tears fall, and said, "Consider it a wish before the ceremony, can't you fulfill it for me?" Zander looked at me and fell silent. A flash of pain flickered in his eyes, quick, but I caught it. After a moment, he returned to his usual self, and said in an indifferent tone, "Alright. Where do you want to go?" With that, he strode towards the woods.

I can barely hear the commentators as they discuss Don's boxing background and his twelve-zero fight stats, claiming he's undefeated. "Shit." Chase coughs. "This is gonna be good." Good? Not how I'd describe it, but okay. Don's intro music cuts out mid lyric as Seth's blasts through. Its thumping hip hop beat turns the gross spiders on my skin into electric goosebumps. They spread up my neck and pull tight along my scalp, brightening my mood. "We Own It. Wiz Khalifa," Chase wonders aloud. "Wasn't expecting a song like that."

Just mentioning his name put me off the mood. The crease in her forehead deppened. "Then, why can he see you? Does he have a third eye?" "I don't know. If you really are curious, then ask him yourself!" I said, slightly getting annoyed. I remembered the explanation I got from Kairos. That maybe…me and Lenos are soulmates that's why he can see me. Tsk. That's fucking bullshit. And if ever the idea of soulmates is true, Lenos can never be my soulmate.

His lashes flickered, and a single tear fell. "Court is tomorrow. I came to tell you this divorce is happening no matter what. I don't love you. Do you understand?" I said it clearly, one word at a time. But what showed in Dante's eyes was still disbelief. "What did you say?" "I don't love you." I repeated it. For a moment he couldn't process the words, but seeing the state I was in today, he slowly calmed. After a long while, he nodded and let out a self-mocking laugh.

“Thank you. Will I still see you again?” He shrugged. “I would probably bother other people and see if they will listen,” He looked at me. “Close your eyes, my child. You have to go back. Just remember, when you feel like everything is blinding, just look at the sky.” I nodded, smiled at him, and then closed my eyes. ---

How come I had never seen them? "No, you shouldn't feel bad. It's not my intention to make you feel bad at all, I just wanted to share it all with you in order to start afresh. Over the past weeks, I realized that it was time to move on and return back to my business and life back in the Neredia, it will be easier and better for me."

"Yeah, but what can you do? If there were an easier way, I'd take it." I patted her hand lightly. "Next Wednesday, go to Elysee Avenue. Someone there can help you. If you trust me, just check it out." She froze, staring at me like I'd just said something crazy. I gave her a small smile, grabbed my bag, and walked out. Before I could leave, she ran after me. "Wait! How will I know who it is?" I turned back. "Just stand there. He'll find you." Her name was Irina Lane.