All The Ways We Said Goodbye Novels & Stories

As expected, the screen was filled with over a thousand missed calls. Zoe let out a scornful laugh. "Next time, you should switch it up. Terminal illness? Jumping into the sea? Maybe she'll transfer all of the Warren family's assets straight to the Coles." He smiled casually. "Maybe she would." Taking advantage of the moment before anyone noticed me, I left the house, dazed and hollow. When we were eighteen, Adrian had worn a faded, repeatedly washed white shirt and knelt at the entrance of my home, appearing awkward and earnest, as he confessed his feelings.

“So, let’s enjoy tonight, laugh a little more, and make this last night count.” A round of cheers and clinking glasses followed, the bittersweet reality of departure softened by the love and warmth of family. Tomorrow, we’d all go our separate ways. And maybe, just maybe, that would finally be enough to put everything to rest. Maybe the goodbye would finally close the door for good. Maybe.

Isaac sounded tired, but he soon perked up once he heard my instructions. "Notify everyone that Shelton Group will be terminating all partnerships and business deals with Moore Corporation, effective immediately." "Understood, Mr. Shelton." After ending the call, I noticed that the screen of Vanessa's phone, which she'd seemed to have left on the couch after feeling exhausted, was still lit up. She had several tabs open on her browser, and they all featured travel destinations. Had she been checking out our honeymoon options? My heart softened a little. Did she prefer an island vacation, or perhaps strolling among some quaint historical towns?

Still, I accepted the card and lowered my eyes, feigning sorrow. “Then I wish Angela and Ben well.” Satisfied with her little act of humiliation, Greta finally left, looking pleased with herself. --- I showed up at Angela’s engagement that day, my crew from work right there with me. At the reception desk, where the guests handed in their wedding gifts, we submitted something else—over a dozen resignation letters, neatly stacked together. Every head in the hall turned toward us. After laying down our letters, we turned and walked away without setting foot into the hotel.

Memories flashed through my mind, stopping at the moment Sean pushed me into the water yesterday. I placed the keys and the ring on the shoe cabinet by the door, then dragged my suitcase out of the house. On the plane, just before the announcement to turn off phones, I sent Sean one last message, "I’m leaving. Don’t contact me again. Don’t disturb me. I don’t want you anymore." Nine years of my youth ended with that. It was time to move forward. Four hours later, the plane touched down. As soon as I turned my phone back on, a flood of messages and missed calls poured in, causing the phone to buzz for almost a full minute.

’ With a gust of magic, we said our final goodbyes to the ones we’d loved and lost along the way, knowing that someday we would meet again. Until then, we would live.

"The divorce agreement was notarized a month ago. I don't need to redo any procedures now, right?" His reply was brief. "No." After a short pause, he added, "Congratulations, Ms. Neel." I smiled and hung up. I sat there quietly until night fell. Three hours left. I packed all my luggage and bought a plane ticket for the next day. Two hours left. I cut up every photo of us together, leaving only myself in the album. Last hour. I neatly placed the divorce agreement on the table. I thought about leaving a message, then decided against it.

“But after this, I hope our paths never cross again.” Something flickers in his eyes. It's too quick to name but I don’t wait to understand it. “Goodbye, Noah,” I say, and close the door knowing that goodbye wasn’t just for today. It was for the past, for everything that happened between us, for everything that ever was, and everything that never could be.

Then along followed by the incredible spiritual power, all was trilling and tranquil. "It is an honor to work with you, but we need to go now, we are already fallen behind." The twin brother were all packed up and ready to start. "Until we meet again at the Habitat, it’s not goodbye." "Good luck, see you later at the Habitat."Joy waved her left hand as saying goodbye. "Bye-bye." Sunshine said weakly. Not knowing how much the time went by, Joy felt refreshed and relaxed. Sunshine had already stood up and was thinking about something in front of the totem.

I supposed if we had to go out, that was one way to do it. My eyes swept between both of them as reality set in. We died. It was the end of our natural journey… We had an amazing life together. There was no doubt about that. Our years were filled with many precious memories. We also had a great family that we were proud to call our own. Generation after generation was celebrated. It was so fucking hard to say goodbye to our loved ones, but it was not something that we could control. We had learned to celebrate the time that we had together so that we could hold onto those precious memories.