Because I couldn't get a chapter done today as I said I would, this will hold you over a little. Monday (a day from tomorrow) I will continue to write and edit the upcoming chapter.
It's not much but it's something. There's gonna be a lotta Valentina and a little Eliza in this chapter.
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When he catches Valentina looking in the mirror, smiling to herself and pinning back any flyaways, she looks back at the door to Noah who's eyebrows are tattooed into a furrow, the boy's face never softening. She couldn't help but scoff and then smile. "it's just his way of saying sorry! Leave it at that!" Valentina told him, hoping to ease the boy's attitude towards her. "not monly is he coming here for a few minutes but his daughter is staying the night with you so that you won't be alone, you'll have someone to talk to while we're out."
Noah's eyes widened. Alone with that little girl? What if she's more annoying than her papa? I'll probably crush her poor brains with my intellect. Noah thought. He stormed off into the living room and sat on the couch with his legs folded pretzel style and turned on the television, watching Rick and Morty, season 5 which he and mama thought was the best season yet.
He couldn't believe this was happening and Valentina couldn't believe she was going out all of a sudden with a stranger. This tall and handsome dark-haired strange who had stolen her food and if she knew any better then she'd know he did it on purpose. Overhearing her conversation and slowly but truly seducing her into this night alone then hoping for something more if he played his cards right. Ansel decoded that he was a lucky bastard enough just to get her to say yes to going out with him.
Valentina finished up in her room with everything necessary into her purse. By the time she was done Ansel rang the bell at the door, he waited patiently as Valentina told Noah to get the door. But Noah didn't, he wanted to see the man and his daughter turn into popsicles outside. His mother rushed to the door with her heels clunkign and she opened the door to see Ansel outside with a fox-like smile across his face. She could have sworn his teet shown a little bit but they didn't, something about his face shined silver. She wanted to let her legs wobble but she didn't. She kept upright trying not to swoon so easily by the fine man.
"Ms. Kowalski-Lopez you look stunning tonight, an absolute vision!" Ansel marveled.)
Hope you all have um . . . Well it wasn't much to enjoy seeing as the library was closing so my ass had to get the fuck outta Dodge. But I live you, I love you. I mean both those words I say to my fans that are still with me. Even the ones who don't comment or vote for that matter. I still get discouraged that the book isn't what it should be or that maybe now I am just a shitty writer.
I might start up new books under a pseudonym but you guys will never be able to tell. Maybe then the new books I put out will go back to being hits on Wattpad. Because Yes, Ms. Robinson was a hit and now this one isn't. Neither are the others. Who knows.
I am trying not to get discouraged but oh well. I'm going to write this to the end still. Whether you like it or not. I will keep my promise.
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If I Lie : Book 2
Romance"I am yours, doesn't that mean anything to you?" I asked her. "I would never leave you even at your worst," but now was a time worse as ever; the bruises on my behind were proof and the tremble resonating throughout my body were screaming by her h...
