Before I Let Go Novels & Stories

I stared at her and coldly answered, "The truth is… I forgave you a few days ago. I already knew your secret. That room? I opened it. I saw everything inside. "I really wanted to leave you, but you brought me to the venue and made me think you wanted to marry me. I almost wanted to forgive you… But then, you took Gregory's hand and made me a laughingstock in front of everyone. "That was the last time I'd forgive you. You missed it, so there won't be another chance." When I finished speaking, I felt a weight lift from my heart. All the obsession I had carried for Lauren finally vanished. From now on, I would never feel sad over her again.

Connor would rot away the rest of his blind life in prison. I knew I had only moments left before I had to leave him, so I whispered in his ear, "I hope that in my next life, I will never meet someone like you again." I watched as a tear slid down his cheek. Perhaps he had heard me or could sense my presence somehow. No matter. None of that mattered anymore. I could finally move on.

His once-perfect suit was wrinkled, and dark circles rested under his eyes. The man who once ruled the city had finally fallen. He whispered bitterly to himself, “All gone… everything.” His phone vibrated on the table. He looked at the screen and sighed when he saw the name — Michael, his former assistant. “Sir,” Michael said quietly when Ethan answered, “I just wanted to tell you that… I’m leaving too. There’s nothing left to save.” Ethan closed his eyes. “I understand, Michael. You’ve done enough. Thank you.”

After a while, she replied, "Thank you, Georgia. I love you!" "I called you just to apologize to you. I was the one who caused you to have an allergic reaction and got you into the hospital. It was all my fault." With that, I ended the call. Upon seeing Mom, Dad, and Jeff standing frozen in place, I grabbed my suitcase and left in a hurry. They didn't try to stop me this time. Without looking back, I left home for good.

Let go. .... ...... .....

Loving you was the best thing for me, but you didn't feel the same way because there was someone BEFORE ME ,who was your true love, your lucky star. By the time you will read this letter I'll already be on my flight to England. I'm leaving Dean,I hope you are happy,I hope you finally let go of the past and move on. Find someone who can love you because I hope I also find same. I love you and always will. Thank you. Yours truly, Sienna ' A smile. New life here I come.

“I was just worried about you.” “It’s fine.” Her scowl softened. “You can leave, I forgive you.” She spoke so softly that it made Devin suspicious of her. He had to look around to see if anyone was with them but from what he had seen earlier, she was alone. “Isn’t that all you had to say? You can leave now. I bear no grudge.” Mischief flashed through his eyes and Ayra saw it through his smile. “Devin, I'm not in the mood for this right now. Please, leave.”

And then—I succumbed to the darkness and just. Let go.

"You have been part of this city for longer than most of what stands in it. That belongs in the record." The frequency shifts again. Something vast and old and untranslatable into any emotional vocabulary I have, moving through the lane like a tide going out — not diminishing, not weakening. Releasing. The specific release of something that has been holding on because letting go felt like disappearing, discovering that what waits on the other side of letting go is not absence. It is return. *When?* it asks. "When you're ready," I say. "I will know. The city will know. And when it's time — the boundary will be open. I will make sure of it."