Novel & Cerita 후회물

"This is just regular prenatal medicine. Why are you being so paranoid? You didn't protect the child properly, and now you're blaming the medicine?" I smacked the bottle out of his hand. "The pack healer already told me. This is a drug that suppresses perception. Long-term use leads to miscarriage." Liam shook his head wildly and stepped back. "No, that's not possible. Eva said it was just to suppress your bond sensitivity. "She said there were side effects, but it wouldn't cause a miscarriage. At most, it would make you a bit weak. No, that's not possible. That's not possible."

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But he looked like he would camp there forever if I didn't, so not wanting to be embarrassed by his actions, I gave in. "Ivy, look. I put the glass figurine that I broke back together. It was my fault back then for losing my temper. I'm sorry, Ivy. I swear I'll keep my distance from Jessica from now on, okay?" He handed the glass figurine to me. Though he had tried his best to piece it back together, the web of cracks was still clearly visible. Just like my relationship with Rodney, the cracks were already there. Once something was broken—even if it were put back together—it would never be the same.

, she chuckled. "Good girl", I laughed and looked at the book. "Ammm… which class is this?", I behaved like an idiot. "What?", she threw me a strong glare as if I was asking the name of the president of my country. "The thing is…", I mumbled. "You know I'm always late for the class. So, I have always missed the class" "Haha. It's sociology", she laughed, resting her chin on her palm. "Oh!", I turned back and checked inside my bag. Heck! I haven't bought anything. My bag was full of cola, drinks, perfume and protein shake.

If I'm not careful, I wet myself. "I lost my husband and my child for three whole years. Again and again, I had to endure that humiliation. Don't you think I have the right to hate you? "Do you honestly think a few words of regret are enough for me to forgive you?" His eyes were bloodshot. He opened his mouth like he wanted to speak, but no words came out. Seeing him standing there in a daze, I let out a long, exhausted sigh. "Stop bothering me." I glanced down at the mess on myself, then turned to leave.

I roll my eyes, "I like to be fully informed if I'm going to overthrow a government." "True, true. Continue," she smiles. "As I was saying, she attended Georgetown University in Washington, D.C., and she went on to work at a science lab in Georgetown." "What lab?" "I think it was called Arel or Arial-something starting with an A--" "Aural Laboratories," she interjects. "Right. So we know where we're going." "And the Reversal took place on," she checks her phone, "December 31, 2020."

Inside is a deep abyss of sadness: "Yuki has gone. From now on, she didn’t know the hot or cold world but those who stay have never been relieved of their sadness." Hana didn’t move the flat even though she was always haunted that Yuki was behind her. Hana collapsed, drowning her sorrows in drunkenness. In the first few days, the landlords were sympathetic and accepted, but then they frankly refused. They forced Hana to find a new place to move to. The reason is to renovate the room. Actually, they don't want the old people staying behind to spread bad news.

“What's on here, Nicole?” Nicole smiled, “hey, what's on that USB? What files are those.” Jack and Angela frowned at each other, “Where did you get that flash drive?” “Nicole, listen to me. Do you remember the conversation we had earlier?” She looked at Jack confused, “what conversation? Are you okay, Jack?” “I am fine, Nicole. Sorry for this headache of mine.” “Your head is sore. We have paracetamol.” Jack frowned, “I know we have paracetamol.”

"I've made up my mind to go through with it. I deserve a fresh start." Without another thought, I tipped the vial back and drank it all. My wolf howled inside me, thrashing in agony. This was the cost of my freedom, and I'd pay it. … Time flew by, and before I knew it, my first day at the new job had arrived. My colleagues welcomed me warmly, and it felt like my life was finally getting back on track. I used to think those painful memories would stay with me forever, that I'd never be able to move on. But with the support of family and friends, and as time passed, I healed faster than I expected, leaving the past behind me.