Actually I Was There Alone Mga Nobela at Kwento

His shoulders shook with the amount of emotions breaking through him. I shook my head, blinking rapidly. “I went through it alone. I was in that hospital room alone, and I kept waiting for you to show up even though I knew you wouldn’t. I was all alone in Chicago, with no damn person I know, but I waited for you.” His face twisted, pain flickering through his eyes. “Rory, I…”

Just Alec and me. Alone.

I didn't even know where they were. This night was incredibly strange. I'd never gone to a party alone. I'd been single for years, but I always had a pretty face and ass ready to join me and show off on the red carpet. Tonight was no different, but I hadn't even considered that option. I wanted Skylar to be the one with me, the one to accompany me throughout the night, and the one to moan my name at the end, not just any woman. After taking a last sip of my whiskey, I ordered another and mingled with the crowd in the room.

“But you don’t have to be alone anymore.” And in that quiet, terrifying moment, I realized I wasn’t either.

But I knew one thing, and that was, I was not alone in this room. Someone was watching me.

I said, my voice barely above a whisper. Lucas didn’t look convinced. "That guy was following you. I saw him from the coffee shop and stepped out. Didn't even know it was you out here being followed. What are you even doing out here alone?" "I just wanted to grab a burger," I said, the words slipping out before I could think. He raised an eyebrow. "A burger? And you came all the way here? By yourself?" "Yes," I said, a little sharper than I intended. "I was craving one."

ASHER I did not want to be here. I would rather be at home with my wife and my son, but here I was..... It was necessary. The last time I was here, I thought it would be the last time I came here alone. But then again, here I am, alone on this beautiful day to meet this one hell of a woman.

That was a battle I’d have to fight alone. ‎

I was hopeless again. I was left alone. AGAIN.

Because for once— I didn’t need to be the strong one. His hand pressed against my back, holding me there, his chin resting lightly against my head. “I don’t like this,” he murmured. I smiled faintly against his chest. “I know.” But I didn’t pull away. Because the truth was— I could do this alone. I had done things like this alone. For years. But this— This was different. Because now— I didn’t have to. And that… That mattered more than I expected. I closed my eyes briefly, letting myself enjoy the moment.