Wobbly Life Secret Novels & Stories

It's obvious he walked to the bed. "What if someone walked in? Are you ready to share your secret with the world?" Whitney asks as she fold her arms below her breast. "No one will come in" he replied. "What if they did?" She asked, "you can't be too sure" she added. " Here" he said as he grabbed the tablet beside him and press few few things. The wheelchair moved towards him without anyone touching it. "I see you've got plan B" she said walking towards the window with her hand still folded on her chest.

Jude said with a smirk and walks away. News: Mr William who exposed the secret of the k group from the paper company that k group established in Hong kong. There's a suspicion that William embezzled 7.6 million. Mr Nathaniel King who has become known as k group's heir, at the interviews with the reporters today. Later that day, William and Nathan met on top of the k hotel. " Have you been here? It's high isn't it? It's also a perfect height for falling too." Nathan teased.

Her entire focus was on the tiny USB stick hidden deep in her pocket, the secret container that held her darkest secret. The secret on the USB stick felt like a ticking time bomb that could explode her life at any moment. Alicia could feel its presence, as if it had come alive and was restlessly jumping in her pocket. She knew she was standing at a dangerous crossroads, where every choice she made could lead to unforeseen consequences. She needed a plan, a plan that would protect her while revealing the truth. But how could she find a safe path through the fog of uncertainty?

It was almost too much to take in at once. No one knew my secret. When I was sixteen, I started having embarrassing dreams. In the dreams, different men pleased me in different ways. As I grew up, the fantasies became more and more uncontrollable. They burned away my sense of reason like a wildfire. I wondered if I was sick. Otherwise, why else would I be so obsessed with this? There was no shortage of suitors on campus. The boys from the physical education department chased me like dogs in heat, their love letters spilling out of my locker. Their muscular bodies exuded a strong masculinity, yet they bored me. Simple-minded musclemen possessed nothing but brute force.

"Whitney, I know, I would have told you before announcing it but..." "I am not mad at you for that, I love you and I could get mad at you sometimes but the truth is, I love you and I can't live without you but I wanted us to go slow, I wanted us to keep it a secret because I don't want Mrs. Cole to die, the one thing I am afraid of, is what had happened, she is like a mother to me."

Doesn’t have to be everything. I nodded again. I felt drained. But also… a little lighter. Like something shifted inside. Before I left, Carla handed me a small notebook. “Write everything,” she said. “Even if it’s messy. Even if it’s ugly. Don’t hide it. You don’t have to hide it. No one needs to see it unless you want them to. Just get it out.” She leaned forward a little and said quietly, “What you’ve been through… most people wouldn’t even know how to handle that. But you’re still here, still standing.”

He chuckled, "Were you talking to Mike? Did you spill our secret?" Luke was undeniably striking. At school, he was an iceberg, cold and untouchable. But in private, he was warm and almost clingy. In the past, I'd have melted into his arms, blushing. Now I just stepped back, creating distance. "Didn't you want to keep us hidden?" I muttered. His eyes flickered as he caught the edge of my tone. Still, he pressed on with the question that always lingered. "You know we can't go public."

But that still won't stop me from finding him now that I'm more desperate than I am before. I decided to go to the kitchen to open everything that I will see in it including those tables and such but literally stopped like I was a statue when I found nothing inside it but a clean room and wide space that seems to be made without anything. Not even a table nor a chair that can be used when eating some meal. How the hell can I live here for months if I don't even have enough things that I can use in my everyday life? I don't want to just keep on having that tablet every week. I don't want to live here anymore, I changed my mind already. If I won't find him within a week, I'll just continue thi