Before I Let You Go Book Novels & Stories

But the truth I had written into every page, it pulsed louder every day, begging to be set free. That night, after the kids were asleep, I printed the manuscript. Holding the stack of pages in my hands felt heavier than I imagined. My fingers traced the title across the front page,The One I Let Go. It was more than a story. It was my confession.

"Go ahead. Enter. But know this: once you step through, there is no turning back." I hesitated for a moment, my instincts screaming at me to be cautious. But I couldn’t stop now. The book is within my reach. I had come too far to back down. Also, It was time to face something stronger. It had been a while since I enjoyed some strong fights. I pushed open the door and stepped into the unknown. "l have to go home before the evening. Anything can wait except my Luna!"

He seems satisfied with it and soon i'm leaving his office with the book. I don't scream until i get back to the apartment. It fucking worked!

I exhaled slowly and began packing my things. Calm. Controlled. Because I wasn’t giving them anything else. “Where are you going?” Aaron asked. I didn’t look at him. I reached for my book and pulled it from his hand. “Let’s leave,” he said. Of course he did. I paused for a second. Then I stood up straight. “Excuse you,” I said, raising my hand slightly. “I’m going.” A small pause. “Alone.” The word sat there. Clear.

I said and he slowly let go off my arm, I didn't bother looking back till I left the mansion I won't make the mistake of letting someone break my heart again. *NOTICE: Guys this is now The Book 2 Of After Divorce I Became A Zillionaire, from now we are going to be seeing more of the children's pov, it's more like a sequel but it's still under the same book and this sequel is more of Montana and Lily with the triplet, let me know what you guys think on the comment section, follow me hit the follow button and vote for this book, love you guys*

Inside the Archive, the shelves moved with my breath. I passed by a book bound in velvet dusk. Its title: The First Time You Chose Softness Over Safety. Another: How You Loved When No One Was Looking. I reached for a third. It burned with light before revealing its name: What You Became When You Stopped Trying to Be Understood. I wept then—not from pain, but from reunion. The guide touched my shoulder. “There’s one more,” they said. They led me to a door I hadn’t noticed.

“With me as their owner, they’re going to get battered anyway.” I keep a tight smile as Mrs. Smith pays for the books and ushers granddaughter out, giving me a farewell nod and smile before they step out into the street and disappear from sight. It’s then that I sag onto the floor, leaning my head against the wood of the counter.

“But I need to let you go. You deserve to find peace, to figure out what you want without feeling torn between two loves.” I nodded slowly, feeling a deep sadness settle in my chest. But there was also a sense of relief. Finally, I was letting go. I was choosing to face the future, whatever that might bring. As Billy turned to leave, he stopped at the door. “Take care of yourself, Lena,” he said quietly. “And take care of the kids. They need you.”

I did not know how to answer without sounding too cruel. In the end, I could only sigh. “Yes. We’re over.” The divorce papers had already been placed in front of her. Whether she believed it or not, there was no going back between us. The End