Dear Benjamin の小説・ストーリー

Something was peeking out from the tight, dusty space right under the low edge of the bed. He bent down, reaching underneath the heavy mattress, and pulled out a single piece of heavy, premium paper. It was a card. Adrian flipped it over in his trembling hands, and his breath hitched completely in his throat. The elegant, sweeping handwriting was unmistakable. It was a card from Mr. Hudson, filled with words of love, regret, and a deep longing to connect with his children. It was exactly like his father had said—he had been writing cards and letters to them all these years.

com To: clara.walsh@edu.org Subject: Hello love, How do you feel? If it's any worse than I do, then I suggest that you have someone around to keep you company. The elections are usually like this. There is still hope for both of us. May the best man win. Note- I'm sending this as a friend, there is no need to burn it like you burn anything belonging to me… or whatever connects us in general. Be good. —Lucas.

he said with a smile. “I am also happy for the growth of our family” “Thank you, dad” I said with smile waiting for my gift with excitement. “Amelia this is Mr. Alexander, my boss” he said I smiled and gave my greetings to him. “You are very beautiful” he said. Dad continued, “This is Asher his son and your finance” he said with a smile. I was smiling the I froze and turned to dad “What are you talking about” I asked in shock.

" Shaking he plunged his allegiance to Benjamin. "Derek, can we do something about it?" "why would you want to save the enemy? " Because he was just following orders. if he dies, we could save his family." walking towards William. Benjamin picked up the picture and looked at it so well. holding on to it for dear life. "hahaha you can be so dramatic sometimes, he's not dead, tell him to get up." " William you can get up now." "haha this never gets old." Benjamin looked confused but all he wanted was to get out of whatever this was.

Benjamin explained. "Then who you really are? Tell me!" Tears finally flowing down her cheeks. "I'm sorry... The real me... Was a depressed man who wished that he should have just died..." Benjamin explained again. "Ben... Don't say that, I don't want to lose you..." Kathilyn replied. "No, Kathy. That changed when I knew how much you cared about me. I mean, as a... Friend. I'm glad that I met you." Benjamin wiped the tears on Kathilyn's face with his hand. His face is now bright right.

There was a hint of sadness in Benjamin Miller’s voice, and it was obvious that he had not gotten over his mother’s death. Adrian felt a little bad for him, and he nodded as a consolation. “I’m sorry to hear that.” Benjamin shook his head to show that he had already put the past behind him. Benjamin and Adrian had a short conversation. Even though they shared the same teacher in Country M, they did not have a very close relationship. Benjamin was a very strange person. For some reason, there was always a hint of iciness in his smile. Adrian always felt a chill run down his spine whenever he saw Benjamin smile, and he did not like to get too close to Benjamin.

said the little girl half-heartedly. Yet, she looked at Mr. Benjamin respectfully, whom she could not treat otherwise, especially if you compared him to Harp. So she greeted him decently: “Good day.” Mr. Benjamin slightly bowed his head in greeting, without smiling. “Sometimes there are some ...” Harp searched for his words but could not find them.

"Option two, apologize to my wife." Benjamin hesitated, glancing nervously between Rene and Maria. He wiped the blood from his nose again, the fear in his eyes clear now. "I… I’m sorry," he muttered under his breath, barely audible. Rene didn’t move, his posture still intimidating. "Louder," he demanded. "And look her in the eyes when you say it." With a shaky breath, Benjamin straightened up and turned toward Maria. His voice cracked as he forced the words out. "I’m… I’m sorry, Maria. I shouldn’t have—"

Benjamin, how do you plan on cultivating your relationship with me? Benjamin smirked as his smile was full of love. "Any way you want."

"Can't you be a bigger person and let us talk nicely as friends?" A smile slowly formed on Grace's lips, her narrowing eyes devoid of emotion. "You're an ex who is dead to me, not some friend." While Benjamin had heard such a rejection before, he still couldn't deal with it calmly. He said curtly, "The apology statement will be released tomorrow morning. I will make him take down the post later." "Stop being hypocritical. They're treating me like this because you allowed them to, didn't you?" "Me?" Benjamin frowned deeply, obviously disagreeing with her words.