Before And After Goodbye Novels & Stories

"Gina, stop enjoying yourself. If it weren't for you, none of this would have happened. And I'll tell you this right now. Even if I get back on my feet, even if you begged me, I wouldn't take you back." I glanced down at Rebecca's hand on my arm. "Let go." "I won't. I'm going to say exactly what I—" "I said, let go." Something in my tone stopped her. She released my arm without quite meaning to, thrown off by whatever she saw in my expression. Then a voice sounded just behind me. "Ma'am, your parents are ready for you. It's time to go up."

I humoured with a wink causing her to release a giggle followed by a heart-wrenching sob. I took slow steps towards her before bending down a little to come face to face with her, "one last time," I muttered before planting a kiss on her soft lips. This kiss was goodbye, filled with sadness and anguish yet a sense of freedom and calm, it was beautiful but it was final and perhaps that's what made it so perfect.

He fell to his knees, drained of all strength. "I was wrong, Jess. Please, I beg you, just see me one more time…" I frowned, feeling nothing but disgust. Mrs. Morrison chuckled coldly. "Do you know what Jess said before she died? She said she never wants to see you again, not in life or death! "She's gone!" "No… That's impossible. You're lying to me. You're all lying to me!" Chester sobbed uncontrollably, tears and snot streaming down his face.

“You’ll get used to it.” She didn’t look surprised. “…See, you’re already getting used to it.” “Goodbye, Tristan,” she said before leaving. “See you soon, cariño.”

I'd been with Leo Blackwood for five years. But we'd never once made it through a mating ceremony. Every time we were about to seal the bond, something would happen with Linda—his adopted sister. And every single time, Leo would leave me behind. This time, he swore he'd planned everything down to the last detail. Promised he wouldn't miss it. I waited five days and five nights—because I wanted to tell him I was pregnant. He never showed. Instead, I got attacked by rogues. Got infected with wolfsbane because of it. At the very last moment, I called Leo. It was Linda who picked up. She put the video on, and that's when I saw it—Leo and Linda, right in the middle of some celebration. "Freya." H

Until then, please stay in love with me even afterlife because I will love you until the end. Goodbye, I love you. From your psycho darling, Belladonna. - THE END -

I was starting to feel even weaker and slightly dizzy. I exhaled gratefully when Ashford called Leo away to meet someone important. While Leo was gone, I answered the reporter's questions on the Blackclaw community, and pack welfare initiatives. The applause when I was done was deafening. I waved and smiled as I turned away, and bumped directly into someone. It was Leo, and we posed for the final pictures. I kept a poised smile on my face as Leo’s fingers curled around my waist again. One of the reporters smiled wickedly. “I think everyone here would love to see something more personal. Alpha Leo, Luna Freya, Would you give us a kiss?”

In the middle of all the voices and celebration, I quietly said, "I do." A month later, on an ordinary night, Dwayne and I lay tangled together in bed. A call came in from an unknown number. I picked it up without much thought. Brandon's voice came through. He sounded sick, his voice thick. "Congratulations on your wedding." I lifted my eyes slightly. "I don't need your well wishes." His voice grew heavier, like something was breaking inside him. "I'm sorry." I hung up. It was too late. The next day, the news reported that Brandon had jumped to his death.

A new life, a new beginning and a new opportunity to fall in love. She would soon meet the other half of her soul, so she only gave us a last smile, before saying goodbye forever to this life. "Goodbye, Maggie. Have a good trip."

"Not a chance. I waited three years for this." The three of them settled into easy conversation after that—stories swapping back and forth, old arguments resurfacing and dissolving as quickly as they came. The room felt lighter than it had in years. For the first time since she'd walked back into this city, Maureen felt something that wasn't exhaustion. She just felt happy.