Novel & Cerita Yours Truly Abby Jimenez

Her fingers trembled—not with surprise, but with clarity. This wasn’t a mistake. This was a pattern. She didn’t reply. She didn’t block the number either. She simply put the phone away and stood there, letting the truth settle in her chest like something heavy but solid. When she got home, Dennis was there. Too early. He looked up from the couch, smiling a little too quickly. “You’re back already.” “Yes.” “You okay?” She set her bag down slowly. “Dennis,” she said, calm, “do you think omission counts as honesty?”

Justin felt a bit disoriented. He asked, "Mom, is that really what you think?" Abby responded confidently, "It's not just what I think; it's the truth. You're still too naive, which is why Lindsay played you like a fiddle. In that livestream, she was vicious and aggressive, bullying Via mercilessly. It was painful to watch. And when she saw me, she showed zero respect.

Abigail's POV My name is Abigail Jones, I'm 21 years old. I have brown eyes and plump lips. Here I am sitting in church with a forced smile on my face as I watch my mom getting married to someone who is not my dad. Don't get me wrong, I am happy for her but the problem is the man she is getting married to has a son and he has been a pain in my ass since grade school.

The girl with the pink hair asked " Well, to tell you that the truth, even I don't know. " I replied truthfully. " How is that possible? You are the writer of the book so of course, you should know, alright? " " Hm, but I guess that you guys will have to wait to find out. " I replied with a wink. " Oh, we haven't introduced ourselves yet. " " Yeah. " " Am sorry about that, I am Lyla Denim and this is my Twin Sister Ryla Denim " She said.

I nodded, confirming her suspicion. Chris and Aby both grinned, clearly pleased. "Looks like we’ll be stuck together at eleven every Monday and Friday. Perfect," Abigail said, excitement lacing her voice. I just nodded again, quietly resigned to our fate. Chris is chasing his dream to become a fashion designer, while Aby is studying to be a stewardess. Perfectly practical, ambitious, and… completely different worlds from me. Abigail is tall, with light brown hair and sparkling green eyes. Honestly, she’s stunning, like someone walked straight out of a magazine. Chris… well, he’s ridiculously handsome.

A few minutes ago, she was disappointed about it, but suddenly, she would have wanted me to keep the video. She pushed her hair back. “Yeah…” she said as she sat on my desk and folded her legs like she owned the place. “You said it turns you on and I don’t want to be a buzzkill.” I fixed my narrowed gaze on her. “You’re… I don’t even know how to describe you.” Abby didn’t respond immediately. She just stared at me for a long second. “What?” I asked, wondering why she was looking at me weirdly. “Do you want to watch Liam fuck me?”

How pitiful that I only see reality now. After getting my answer, Gabriel hurriedly rushed into the kitchen. I smiled bitterly and tore open a bag of chips, carelessly tossing them into my mouth. My phone's social media contact page showed a new friend request. It was Victoria. I recognized her profile picture immediately - it was a silhouette of Gabriel and her together. The verification message read: “Aren't you curious why the Alpha wanted to give you a bag today? Do you know where he slept last night? I really admire you. Your mate has already fallen in love with someone else, yet you act like nothing happened.”

I was setting two more places when an older couple walked in and the woman ran to me and hugged me, "Abby! You're beautiful!" Damien smiled, "Abby Thomas, meet my parents".

She puts her hand out for me to take. “Hello faith Im Abigail Abby for short Im Atticus’s sister it’s a pleasure to finally meet you” When I take her hand I can feel I strong energy swirling around her it isn’t the usual witches energy though it has a different imprint to it. “Nice to meet you Abby the pleasure is all mine. I take it you are a seer”

The girl chose silence, even though this made her beloved uncle disappointed. "Something must have happened to you and that idiot, because the Abby I know is an independent, intelligent woman who always speaks up about whatever she feels. Are you the same Abby or someone else who pretends to be her? You must return My Precious to me, because she is so precious and can never be replaced." “Uncle G, this is me. I am the real Abigail Laurentia Verz. No one pretends to be me."