Novel & Cerita As I Lay Dying

I want to shout his name yet, no one comes into my mouth even though I try hard. My tears fall and I feel the hot body of the person beside me. So it means, I'm alive? really really alive, This is not happening, right? What happened? I'm supposed to be dead, but, why am I alive? it's not that I'm complaining or something, but I just wondering, What is happening, I want to ask someone yet, I guess I would like to take a rest first. _______ Zack"

I didn’t give Luca another chance to perform love. I just turned around and walked away. Out of the hospital. Once I was outside, I took out my phone and called the number I had once heard whispered about in circles where power, money, and disappearance could all be bought. The line connected almost immediately. “I want to commission a death.” The woman on the other end didn’t sound surprised. “Go on.” “I need to disappear within three days,” I said. “Completely. No trail. No body. No way for anyone to find me. I want the world to believe I’m dead.”

"Congratulations, Lucian. You have completed the mission. I will soon depart. Before I go, I have a few gifts for you." One video after another played before my eyes. After I died in that world, Mavis sold off all her assets in a desperate attempt to bring me back to life. In the end, she was left with nothing. Even after losing everything, she failed to wake me. Because of my departure, everything I had given her was stripped away. Mavis soon got into another car accident. But this time, there was no one to shield her. She could only endure the agony of ruptured organs on her own.

"Leave first thing tomorrow. I'll give you an artifact. Use it to find the statue of the corrupted spirit and shatter it. That should break the spell. The person who set the trap will be undone by their own scheme and dead within a day. Don't worry about them. Evil people get what they deserve." I nodded, said goodbye to Cassandra, and went back to my room alone. I hugged my knees on the bed, my eyes cold. 'Just wait,' I thought. 'I will make you pay.' I followed Cassandra's instructions and said goodbye to my grandmother first thing the next morning, heading back to the city. I stared at the artifact she had given me. It was a snake bracelet so lifelike it seemed to coil around my wrist as

"I don't even remember the man I used to be." When Melissa saw I was about to leave, she grabbed my arm, her voice losing its edge. "Well, I can see you're upset. I'll give you a chance. If you reinvest in Young Group, we can get our marriage license right away. Deal?" "And as for Nicolas…" she added. "It's over. I'll never contact him again." Melissa lowered her eyes. She'd never been this desperate for my answer. In the past few months, it wasn't just Young Group in chaos. Her own life had spiraled into a mess.

I slid down the wall to the floor, drawing my knees to my chest like a child. Dr. Aaron found me there sometime later, minutes or hours, I couldn't tell. He sat beside me without speaking, offering a tissue that I ignored even as tears tracked silently down my face. "How do I do this?" I finally asked. "How do I watch her die?" "The same way she's living," he answered simply. "One day at a time." one day at a time. It seemed impossible, insurmountable. And yet, what choice did I have?

"Ian, I was wrong. I'll admit to the mistake. Please let me out. I can't breathe in here. "Ian, please let me out. I'm suffocating. I could hardly breathe in here. "Ian…" While reading those unsent messages, Ian felt his vision turn black. He plopped down on the floor.

I knew that we were not on good terms because of the break up and all that had been happening but …… well, I don't know what to say, I'm short of words. The asphalt was cold and hard on my back. I laid down there as I felt life slipping away from me. I was trying so hard to keep breathing but it wasn't easy – whenever I took a breath, I felt severe pain. "Is this how I am gonna die?? On a bare ground?? Like an ordinary person?? Fuvk!!" I wondered as I struggled to keep my eyes open. I was praying for someone to walk in and save me cause I didn't want to die, at least not yet and not like this – there was so much I still had to do.

Teddy lay on the hospital bed with the poison coursing through his veins. It is how a person dies. A withering poison turning their insides to stone. Lala sat beside him as he drifted in and out of consciousness. He was heavily drugged. She thought about him and their life together, the long years of chaos and sometimes harmony, and never imagined, not even for a moment, that she would see him lying there like this.

Asyl was alone, eating at his long dining table. “Thanks to you, I almost died and failed my mission.” He felt the sarcasm and annoyance in the woman’s voice but Asyl just laughed and put the steak in his mouth. “Laugh until you can, *sshole. I’ll shoot you next.” “If there’s a next time. I’ll let you.” “Hm… Are you going to say your last wishes, huh?” “I will if you want to hear.” He smiled sadly while slicing the steak. “Oh come on! The last thing I want is to listen to your dramas.”