Romans & histoires Back And Better Than Ever

After being away for over half a year, I had long gotten used to living on my own. "I'm working here. I heard your wedding was quite the event. Congratulations." That one sentence pierced straight into the bitterness festering inside her. Her glare deepened, and her voice jumped a pitch. "I don't need your hypocrisy. Bella, you were a loser in your last life, and you're still one in this!" I stayed calm as I watched her vent and even let out a casual laugh. "As long as you're happy. I hope you always get to be the winner."

“Be good. I’ll be right back.” XXX

Stronger than ever. Ready for whatever came next.

I returned to the place I had left only half a month ago, but it felt like a lifetime, my home. When I opened the door, a sour, foul smell hit me. The place was a complete mess. My parents and Dylan looked haggard and worn-out, as though life had sucked the color from them. The moment they saw me, it was like I had become a savior. Light exploded in their eyes. Mom lunged first, arms wide, trying to hug me. “Henry! My son! You’re finally back! I was wrong, I was really wrong! Please forgive me!”

While I was waiting at a red light, my phone buzzed with a call from my best friend, Olive Sampson. She started cautiously, "I heard he's back in town." I cut her off flatly. "That has nothing to do with me." She let out a deep sigh, her tone laced with clear frustration. "You know how small this world can be. People run into each other all the time. You're likely to cross paths eventually, and when that happens..."

For the first time in a long while, the dark clouds hanging over me finally lifted. A new chapter of my life was about to begin.

After all those years together, it was the first time Ryan had ever called out to me like that. I stared at him blankly. "What do you want?" His eyes held something close to pleading. "I came to take you back." I looked at him in confusion. "Back where? I live here." Ryan reached for me again, but I stepped out of reach. "I mean back to where you really belong." A bitter smile tugged at my lips. I remembered—crystal clear—the day he had once warned me, "Home? This will never be your home. Don't be stupid. My pack and villa have nothing to do with you."

"I can give you another chance! Let's make everything go back to the way it was. You'll still be my wife and Beau's mother. I can inject funds into Joss Tech to keep it running! "I just want everything to return to how it used to be!" Harvey's voice was cold, but with every word he spoke, he felt his strength draining away. His posture remained proud and aloof, but his eyes betrayed fear and despair. He was like a man standing on the edge of a cliff, insisting he was fine, even as he teetered on the brink of collapse. Elara turned to look at him. Her expression was cold and indifferent, tinged with unmistakable annoyance as she asked, "Harvey, do you regret it now?"

“It's good to have you back, Micheal,” “I know. It's good to be back.”

he says " Babe come back" ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆