my face. I stretched my hands and sat on my fluffy bed. The light was blinding my eyes more that I expected. I
ishes on the table. "It's just my daughter is leaving us in a month and I want her to enjoy every homemade meals as much a
Police Station and my mom had a little flower shop in the city. They were the most supporting parents one could ever get. They were there behind my every ac
tton and now, you are taking your own steps towards your dreams", my mom said with tears threatening to fall. I hugged her tightly, "I love you so much Mom". We heard someone clearing throat, "That's why I wanted another kid. At
We were at the middle of remote war for an hour changing between channels. My grandfather was a navy retired and he never ceased to surprise me with his memory powers. He
e want", Lucas said from the drivers seat. Lucas, Matthew and Abby were my best friends from kinder garden. Lucas and Matthew were twins with blonde and silver eyes, with only diff
hing other than towels. "Let's go there", Abby pulled me towards the lingerie stores. "No No! I am not going there ", I said pulling her back. "Come on Emily. Let's go in there", Lucas told beside. I was shocked to hear it from Lucas even I knew he was low-key pervert. "Luca
walked in front of me with hands on his hip. "Did you buy my Oreos?", he asked with those puppy eyes. I smiled with adoration, "You are not supposed to eat those. ", I said with a playful smile imitating him. His cute face chan
up with a blush. The little winks and small kisses had them going. Papi was devastated when granny lost her battle with cancer. He told us that he would live his life with her memories because he promised her t
the one in million person, who would love every person in the world. He hugged me after a little dance a
I smell Oreos on my dad?", my dad asked. We both were opening our mouth and spoons were suspended in the air. Pa
d with my eyes. "He is not supposed to eat those. Why can't you get it?", my dad said disappointed. "I am sorry", I said looking at the fl
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