Novel-novel oleh Dinmatha

“Ma'am, we are here.” Maria informed Emily as she stepped out to open the car door for Emily.“Thank you,” Emily said as she got out of the car.Why would Kayla pick a rival hotel to host her bachelorette party? Emily wondered as she intently looked at the hotel building. Whatever it is, this isn't a good look for the company. What was Kayla thinking?“Let's get this over with,” she muttered, pinching the bridge of her nose.As she made her way into the hotel. She turned towards Maria.“It would be awkward if you went in with me. Why don’t you go buy yourself a drink?” Emily informed Maria

Ryan ignored Emily. His gaze bounced from one corner of the shop as he nodded his head in approval.“I like what you have done with the space here.” Ryan commented as he shoved his hands into his pocket.“Not like I asked for your input. What are you doing here?” Emily asked in a tense, clipped voice, folding her arms.“Come on, that’s no way to welcome an old friend,” Ryan said as he gave a lame shrug.“Is that what we are now? After the way you left things,” Emily shot him a venomous look.Ryan scoffed, “Don't tell me you are still smarting over the fact I chose Kayla over you. I mean, look on the bright side; you were able to meet the love of your life.”“You are insufferable. I would ask once again. What b

Mrs. Miller's chest rose and fell in anger as she stormed into her room. Slamming the door behind her, she began pacing back and forth. “How could he do this to me?” Mrs. Miller muttered. Biting hard on her finger until she drew blood.Just then, Tyler came into her room. “Mom, calm down. I am sure Dad just said it because he was mad that I came late, right?” he said as he wiped moisture off his forehead. Clearly unsure of himself.Mrs. Miller stopped in her stride and stared at Tyler in disbelief. “You must be really stupid if you believe that.” Mrs. Miller said, seething with mounting rage. Tyler's expression tightened as his nostril flared in anger. “Your name shouldn't be in the same sentence as that bastard, but here we are.” She screamed, pausing to catch her breath, then added, “You are right about one thing, though. If you had behaved, we wouldn't be here. What was so important that you couldn't arrive on time?”“Mom I tried as much as possible to arrive on time, but I was

Sunday arrived sooner than Emily expected. She had expected to get something on Julie. but Julie had decided to spend some time with Michael.Ms. Heather walked into the room with a beautiful champagne coloured dress in her hands. Just as the makeup artist put the finishing touches on her face.“Mr. Logan would drop dead if he sees you now.” Ms. Heather smiled with satisfaction.“I doubt that,” Emily grumbled.Ms. Heather ignored what Emily said, placing the dress on the bed. The makeup artist quickly began packing up her things.“Mr. Logan is waiting for you in the car” Ms Heather gave a curt nod and left. The makeup artist followed suit.Moments later, Emily joined Logan in the car.“looking at you, I gue

“hey! Can you get off your phone, today is my birthday ” Julie said with a grimace. Logan raised his hands in surrender. "So, sorry, promise not to look at my phone and focus on you.” “You better or she would skin you alive,” Michael chimed in. “it would have been better if we had thrown a party for you. Are you sure you are okay with just having a meal with us in a fancy restaurant?” Logan asked. “I just want to spend time with my family. That's enough for me” Julie said, the warmth of her smile, echoed in her voice as she reached across the table and held both Logan and Michael's hand. “speaking of family, what about Emily? Isn't she part of the family? I am surprised you didn't bring Emily,” Micheal asked."She is technically not family if what they have is an arrangement.” Julie responded sharply, avoiding all pretense.“It is Julie's birthday. She decides who comes and who doesn't.” logan gave a dismissive shrug of his shoulders. “well if Logan has done some wifely things w

“You are late?” Kayla said to Emily, immediately she walked into the luxurious boutique.“What do you want from me, Kayla? I am here, aren't I?” Emily sighed, weary of any argument.“So rude and uncouth” Kayla’s long-time friend, Caroline, chimed in.“I am not like you. That your main occupation is shopping. I have things I would rather do than be here.” Emily said, leaning over, she poured herself a glass of champagne.She needed this to numb her senses, if she wanted to stay one more minute in their pr