Travis X Sally 소설 & 이야기

Salvetti's pen was on the verge of disintegrating in his palm. Don't go ahead and kill Carter just yet. Remarked Travis, seemingly out of nowhere. But Salvetti was Travis's childhood pal, and he was well aware of all of Travis's antics. After putting a thick file on Salvetti's desk, Travis sat down and watched Carter and Lanaya while his hands rested on his stomach.

I responded with a light grunt, then hung up the phone. To welcome me home, Celeste had specially ordered a huge table full of my favorite dishes. The villa was brightly lit. I sat at the dining table, watching my parents beam as they placed food onto my plate. At the same time, my phone buzzed with a notification. When I opened it, I realized it was an approval notice from my workplace for returning to work. … Six months later, the project was finally underway, and I went abroad with Daniel as the planner. Passing through the riot zone, we met with the local person in charge.

Evelyn stood up and walked to the middle of the desks. She took a deep breath, and I followed her lead. “Miss Garrison, have you ever had a one-night stand?” I felt the colour drain from my face. What did this have to do with the case? “Miss Garrison?” “Yes, once.” “Do you remember when you had the one-night stand?” “It was about 2 weeks after I moved here.” “And when was that exactly?” “I moved here on November the 18th last year.”

Greg and Serena seemed to be a couple talking together about each other. The man sat in his executive chair while the woman sat in the visitor's seat. "You're going to leave tonight. Is there anything else I can do to stop you?" Greg asked the woman softly. Olivia could sense the man's loneliness in his tone and couldn't help but sympathize with Greg’s feelings. Serena smiled and shook her head slightly. "You know when I make a decision, I rarely take it back." He nodded. "Of course.” She hugged Greg after saying, "Come here."

Cash added. “People can’t be taken if they don’t want to be. If he wants to be with Brittany, then he’ll be with Brittany. If not, then that’s that,” I countered. “And you’re just willingly giving up?” Wes asked skeptically. “I'm not giving up on anything. Again, only people who want to be taken will let themselves be taken," I pointed out. “You’ve got guts,” Cash commented as Six and Brittany came back. She looked sad as she walked over to her friends. “So?” Cash asked Six once he’d sat down. “I did what I should’ve done two years ago,” Six replied.

I don't want to have any connection with Travis anymore. *******

I clenched my hands to stop them from shaking so much. "Mr Xavier, there is no need to worry." Derek said, breaking the tense silence. "Sally's dance troupe is having a celebration party very soon. There I will announce our relationship to the guests and the media." My hand flew to my mouth to stifle my gasp of surprise. Father smiled, relief flooding his features. He leaned back into his pillow, and I could swear some color returned to his face. "I'm glad." He said. "Very glad." ****

Tristan swallowed hard, taking his eyes off Roth's. "What is going on Tristan? We have been best friend for over ten years, I know you as much as you do about me. You have been acting out of character lately and it is bothering me. The last time I asked if everything was going well with you and Sally, you said Yes. I saw the way you talked to ruby, the way you act towards me. Tell me what is wrong, I don't want to see our friendship go sour" Tristan slowly look up to Roth, brown eyes meeting blue ones, he swallowed hard, wondering what exactly to say to his already worried looking best friend, " I broke up with Sally" he said.

MY MOM DIED FOURTEEN YEARS AGO MELANIE~~ What the heck do this bitch us gonna hold my dad smiling sheepishly, this is a complete mistake. I and my dad are the only one at home the bitches and bastard left for where I know not. My dad is taking a nap while I'm on my phone reading the daily gossip and headline. Bryan Dills stock is on free fall in his most famous company J&J.

I knew she was already at her limit financially. I never pressured her either. After all, something was better than nothing. As long as Roxanne still owed me money, we'd be tied together by occasional contact. Whenever another payment came through from her, I found myself lost in thought. There were always a few people who came into our lives for a reason, pushing us forward and forcing us to grow. After the ribbon-cutting ceremony, I made no move to greet Roxanne. Standing beside me was Addison Miller, Mr. Miller's daughter.