Before And After Goodbye Novels & Stories

"Don't worry, man. I'll take good care of your wife!" I watched their figures disappear around the corner. I didn't react. I just turned and walked out of the airport. The moment I got to my penthouse, my phone buzzed with a message from Claire. "Good boy today. No drama." "Be good and wait for me to come back from Hawaii. I'll definitely bring you that souvenir you like." I stared at the message for a few seconds. Then another notification popped up—a new post from Ryan on Instagram. A photo from the airport lounge: Ryan flashing a peace sign, beaming as he leaned in close to Claire.

Even my own account was overwhelmed—not with hate, but with apologies. Hayden called me, saying that they had officially reversed their decision. They wanted me to come back. This time, he promised to vouch for me personally. I smiled and told him that I would return, but not until I had finished suing Ethan and reclaiming what was mine. The moonlight cast a silver glow over the pavement. I tilted my head back and gazed at the sky. It turned out that the stars would always shine through no matter how dark the night.

That subtle, inescapable pressure—the kind that gnawed at the edges of morality and obligation. So all it took was a simple apology, and she was supposed to forgive them? Jessica withdrew her hand. "There's no such thing as forgiveness between us," she said flatly. "I assume you've seen the 250 thousand by now. Take it. From this day forward, we are nothing to each other. Still, I thank you for bringing me into this world." "Jessica, you…" Mrs. Conway looked at her daughter, stunned by her indifference. This wasn't the Jessica she remembered.

In no time, the police arrived. Even as they took him away, Carter kept apologizing, kept begging for forgiveness. But what difference did it make? A broken mirror can never be made whole again. The damage was done, and I needed the future to heal. In that future, there would never be a place in my heart for Carter again. — A month later, Amy was discharged from the hospital, fully recovered. That's when I handed the backup USB drive over to the police. The drive contained the recording of our conversation on the balcony that day.

"Lost in your drama? Drop the sob story." Grief overflowed, and my vision swam. "Wish it was fiction." I yanked the suitcase back and bolted. Her taunt echoed. "Stay gone since you're so tough! We'll pretend you're six feet under!" I paused, wiping my tears. As they wished, I would die out there.

The taxi rolled through the bustling streets. I leaned back in the seat, sunlight pouring through the glass and warming my face, yet I felt numb to its gentleness. The warmth I once knew had been buried along with my mother and baby. The driver, an elderly man with silver hair, glanced at me through the rearview mirror. After a pause, he said softly, “Don’t look back, sweetheart. Look ahead.” He spoke the words I hadn’t dared to say aloud: “Look ahead”.

I pointed at him. "Don't encourage him." Too late. The front porch light cast a warm glow across the steps. For a moment, neither of us spoke. The evening had been wonderful. The kind of evening neither person wanted to end. But eventually every date reaches that moment. The goodbye. We stopped near the front door. For a second, neither of us seemed to know what to say. Then I smiled. "Thank you." "For what?" "Everything." He smiled back. "Dinner?" "Yes."

"I don't need your love. I thought if I had you, your father would love me. But it doesn't work that way, child. So I think I will get rid of you!" That boy ran to Nadine again and prevented her from taking those pills. But everything is late. Nadine took the pills and the boy just said goodbye with his sad face. "Mom... Goodbye..." His round cheeks wet because of his tear. His face looked so sad . "Till we meet again, I will always love you. And daddy will always treasure you." Suddenly, her world crumbled apart, regret suddenly filling her chest. And desperate for his leaving, she shouts as loudly as she can to call his baby boy.

I know that even though my family is not telling me anything i'm aware that they are already tired not only financially but physically, mom and dad have done so many things for me to survive they fight with me until here until my end I want all of you to be happy, I'll leave you guys here but soon I'll meet you again. Remember that whenever you're sad,just stare at the sky and you'll see me there smiling back at you. We are born to be happy, so as long as you have time, make the best out of it, do whatever makes your day complete, let them judge you let them pull you down, but always remember that you should fight for it, show the world who you are and what you can do. Goodbyes are not fore

Story is taking a very sharp turn Thank you so much for loving me Good bye till next update I love you all Take care May God bless all you with a beautiful future Ameen