Begging After The End Novels & Stories

"This is where our fairytail begins." THE END

She attempted so hard to control her voice from spilling painful grunts whenever she took a glance at Martin. Yet after a few hours of labor, before the sound of an infant’s cry pierce through the delivery room, a loud thud sounded followed by the infant’s powerful cry. The End

“The best thing to do is end the relationship on good terms while you still have the chance because I assure you, you will only end up hating each other. It’s an entire shit show babes, don’t do it.” When Lydia noticed that my demeanor had changed, she stood from her office chair and said, “Alright Wendy, thank you for the files. We appreciate your input, you can go now.” Wendy laughed softly as she headed for the door. She proceeded to push it open and while her hand was still on the doorknob, she said rather sweetly, “I'm not trying to be a Debby Downer, I’m just saying the truth, really.” “Bye sweetie.” Lydia smiled at her.

Cyrus borrowed someone’s phone to text me, saying he and Serena were both being deported back home. “Can you come back and take care of me?” His voice sounded extremely weak in the voice message. However, I did not feel a shred of pity, retorting mercilessly to cut his last strand of hope. “Face it, I don’t love you anymore. Now you’re like a turd in the latrine to me, dirty and foul. “Perhaps you were important to me once, but now I’m too disgusted to even look at you. Do you understand me now?”

Blake's words left me speechless. I was actually amused by his shameless logic. How could he kneel there, blood still on his face from abandoning me, and demand I break my bond with Kane? The audacity was breathtaking. "You're unbelievable," I whispered, shaking my head. "Do you even hear yourself?" Blake's eyes flashed with desperation. "Aria, I'm begging you! I'll do anything!" Kane, who had been silently standing behind me, finally reached his limit. His entire body tensed, muscles coiled like a predator ready to strike.

I think you should remember that before you start deciding what comes next. I sat down. The silence lasted three full seconds, then Oryn pressed her knee against mine under the bench and said nothing. I looked at the front of the room, and Petra was looking back at me, and her expression was not angry. The meeting ended without resolution. People filed out in the low murmur of a room that had been given too much to process. I went outside for air and stood at the edge of the main building and breathed the cold night in and let it settle me.

With the last bit of my strength, I lifted my head, desperate to see William one more time. But in the end, I couldn’t. Darkness swallowed me whole. I died alone on a night no one would remember. Later, an ambulance took my body to the hospital. I hovered above as a ghost, watching Mike desperately try to save me, only to collapse in defeat, sobbing on the ground. "Thank you, Mike," I whispered, but he couldn't hear me. Then, he reached into my pocket, pulled out my phone, and glanced at it before dialing a number from his own.

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"Would you like to meet your daughter?" THE END