Novel & Cerita อิสระ

We keep running for a few more minutes until we get to the old lake. Just like before; it is still dried up. An empty space. Filled with cracked and dried up earth. Empty. Elsa is crunched on the ground looking defeated; hands folded into fists by her side. "El, It's going to be fine," I say kneeling by her side.

Might as well enjoy the present while it lasts. “Aren’t you eating Onda?”

C Ivy ✍️

" Hey, my Asian cookie, what is new ?" " I'm in a war zone. It has been over an hour that dad is arguing with mom over where we should go for holidays " I heard a door opening in the background. " What are the options? " I just realized we didn't plan anything for this holiday yet. " It's either South Korea or Spain, I would prefer Spain but is not like my opinion has a room in this non-democratic house " " Life is not fair. Look at me, I even had to share a placenta with Jaden "

I guess luck is on my side, huh? There are straight, zigzag, E, C, and other routes but nah, who cares about those when there is a pretty awesome route right where I'm staring at? Ten tenenenen!

“I couldn't stay in that house. You know how suffocated grandma makes me feel. So I'm going out for a walk.” “Don't be long, okay?” “Yes, mom.” Isabelle put her phone on silent, not wanting to be disturbed, and slid it into her side pocket, looking both ways. If she followed her right side, she'd be faced with the main road in no time. But to her left meant she'd be going deep into the street.

Zen clenches his jaw while watching Isabelle exit the room; he grabs a pen and stabs the wooden top of the desk. He closes his eyes and breathes heavily trying to relax. “She doesn’t love you, she doesn’t want you. The moment she finds Daniel she will leave you and you will be alone, all alone once again. There’s no one for you, you are alone. ALONE!!” He yells and swipes his hand across the top of the table making all the files and his laptop fly off it.

Zehra lunged at her but Ivanka moved away, still singing. “We don’t need the light! We’ll live on the darkside!” Nora sighed. “Shut up, Ivanka,” “What? This is a free country and I shall do as I please!” she declared and proceeded to sing even more loudly. “I... WANNA SWING... FROM THE CHANDELIER... FROM THE CHANDELIER!”

Carlos was lying on the floor in sheer pains while Isabel circled around him. “From henceforth, Carlos is stripped of his title… He is to vacate his place of residence before sunset today.” She unapologetically dug her heels deep into his torn skin, earning a heart breaking scream from Carlos. Satisfied with the punishment she has inflicted on her subordinate, Isabel vanished without a trace.

With one quick movement of his hand, the lamp on the night stand was turned off and only the moonlight from the widow was showing. “Goodnight, Raven.” I smiled and shut my eyes completely, the overpowering tiredness about to take me along with its current. “Goodnight, Cassius.”