"Let me hurry up and go for it before people come here," she said urgently. The young girl her age, who looked desperate when she saw the little boy drowning, paced desperately along the shoreline, trying to draw people’s attention to come to help the boy, as it seemed like she didn't know how to swim. "Help me!" the little boy cried, having swallowed a lot of water. With his hands in the air, he waved for the little girl to help. Without much hesitation, she jumped into the sea and somehow managed to reach the boy. However, he had already lost consciousness from the water he had swallowed. Slowly, the young girl was able to grasp onto his shirt while struggling to swim alongside him. A powerful wave swept them both towards shore but forcefully separated them, carrying the boy away from her grip while simultaneously pulling her further out into deeper waters. As she was carried away, she also called out for help. Little Brindle witnessed everything that unfolded, but her focus rema

"Your truth will soon be in my hands, Brindle, and there's nothing you can do about it," Mrs. Kiara whispered to herself, a sly smile forming on her lips as she continued to watch Brindle from a distance. "Once I become Mrs. Wood, everyone will dance to my tune, even you, Mrs. Kiara," Brindle retorted with a smile, returning Mrs. Kiara's gaze with determination. .................................................. "You can start sending them to her. I know the sight of her pictures would scare her, but I know her too well. She would try to act cool about it," the woman said as she sat on the chair, taking the last sip of her drink. "I am the only one who knows her too well. I know all her tactics and how she rolls. Leave her for me," the woman said as she stood up from the chair, her gaze furious as she stared into thin air. ….……………………….. "Kimchi Local Hospital," Mrs. Kiara said with a smile as she stood in front of the hospital. Hurriedly, she looked left and right before quickly

Days had gone by, and China still had the best noodle soup to offer. Natalie sat at an outdoor mini-restaurant, savoring her bowl of hot noodle soup. The broth was refreshing, and the noodles were just the right texture, delightfully soft, just like she likes.With each sip of the flavorful broth, Natalie's face lit up with enjoyment. She closed her eyes, fully appreciating the taste, feeling a sense of contentment spreading through her body like fresh air circulating around it. The air danced in her hair, adding to the serene moment. She couldn't help but smile at this simple pleasure... She sighed and looked around, feeling grateful for another chance at life. Entering the shop, she walked around with a smile. She wore a simple outfit—a pair of blue jeans paired with a fitted shirt and a brown jacket. She picked up a few fruits and flowers, enjoying the vibrant colors and fragrances. Leaving the shop, she walked down the street, still smiling. Finally arriving at her destination,

Okay, let’s rewind to when Brindle froze, maybe she's still standing there, like the frozen Elsa. Slowly, the door closed back on her, her hands still heavily shaking. She sighed heavily, her head shaking in disbelief. She scanned around to see if someone was there, then quickly entered her room. Hastily, she threw her phone on the bed and swiftly grabbed her laptop. She went straight to her email box... The sight of it made her breathe heavily again. She pushed the laptop away from her. Her eyes widened, her heart still pounding fast. Another notification popped up, which made her jump to her feet. Meet me at 49 street downtown she slowly read the message again as she was trembling "Who could this be? Who could this be?" she muttered to herself as she trembled. Quickly, she grabbed her phone and a bag and exited the room. As Brindle got to 49th Street downtown, she hurriedly looked around, searching for whoever had sent her that message. She ran from one end to the other, but n

Booked pregnancy appointment for Miss Brindel GonzalezMrs. Kiara paced nervously in the room, her hands trembling as she clutched the paper tightly. Her eyes scanned through it hastily, yet they stopped and fixed on one particular detail."Father of the unborn child: Marko Rolls Lue.""No way, aren’t no way," Mrs. Kiara muttered to herself, her voice quivering with disbelief. "I have been right about this little rat since the day I got to this house."She held the paper up close, her hands shaking even more now as her eyes widened in shock. She read the words aloud to herself once more, as if trying to comprehend it all over again."Now I have everything I need to get her out of this house," Mrs. Kiara declared, determination flashing in her eyes as she clutched the paper tightly. Without wasting a moment, she quickly grabbed her phone dialed a number, and with haste she walked out of the room….After crying for what felt like an eternity, Brindle managed to drag herself to the Woods