You Don't Hit My Line No More 소설 & 이야기

It was just a damn meet at the church for God’s sake. “Face the front,” I bit out when I felt the weight of his gaze on me without even turning. “I can’t,” he replied. “Why?” I frowned. “You look—” he paused, so I turned when the rest of his sentence didn’t come. “I look what?” I pressed. “You look like you belong to me,” He said. My eyes rolled, “That’s a stupid pickup line. And I belong to no one,” A weird sound came from the front, but Storm cleared her throat and kept her cool. Had she chuckled just now, or was I helucinating?

F*ck, I’m doomed! **********

He added, "You tried to hurt someone and just wrecked yourself. Chi semina vento... raccoglie tempesta." "I get it," I said flatly. Adriano looked thrown, not expecting me to just take it. His frown eased. "It's only postponed, not canceled. Once you learn, we'll move forward." I lifted my eyes, playing obedient. "I'll change." Inside, I was empty. Done with him. Wedding or no wedding—didn't matter. Sofia's smile said it all. She slipped her arm through his, face all fake concern. "Cassie will learn. She just needs a better doctor to speed her recovery."

I should've obeyed Mom and not made her angry. Crying echoed from the laundry room, so loud it felt like it shook the floor. In my room, a little figure was crying in silence. Maple curled up into a ball, punching her mouth with her little fists. "You fool! What does this have to do with you?" I screamed. "You can't even speak or write. Why are you punching yourself?" It hurt so much watching Maple. I tried to pull her hand away, but I couldn't touch her at all. "At the end of the day, it's because I took your life. I ruined your life. Now, I guess I've paid it back."

Ghost says quietly. I don’t fall, I took my punishment, proved I still deserve to be prez. And tomorrow, I’m collecting my girl.

I kept hitting the tree with my foot. 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 Like and comment for next episode.

Well, they owe me anyway. The recording ended. Charlene's face became drained of color. She collapsed to the ground, shaking her head wildly. "It's fake! It has to be edited! Mom, you don't believe this, right?" Mom slowly loosened her grip on Charlene. She stumbled as she ran over, trembling as she pressed the replay button. Her hand shook so violently that she nearly missed it several times. "How could this be? How could it be like this?" she kept muttering to herself. "I must be dreaming."

I am no longer the victim. TO BE CONTINUED

Who's gonna rock you when the sun won't let you sleep? Who's waking up to drive you home when you're drunk and all alone? Who's gonna walk you through the dark side of the morning? It ain't me, no, no It ain't me, no, no It ain't me, no, no. ❤️ ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ ❤️ VANESSA' POV❤️

Call me when you are ready. The line went dead.