Better Late Than Single Novels & Stories

I spoke slowly, letting each word settle between us. As I explained, her lips parted, then curved into a slow smile. “That would definitely work,” she said, letting out a soft chuckle. “But It would ruin my brother perfect image and I don't like that.” “It doesn’t matter,” I replied. “By the time it’s done, we’ll have what we want. Cassie and Cara will come back to me… and Jerald will be single.” Her expression changed at the word single. It was quick, almost like a shadow passing over her face, but I saw it. She looked down at the table for a second before forcing a faint smile.

They had gotten used to postponements over the years, but canceling outright? They thought I was just rebelling again… that I would cave like always. No one took it seriously. Only my best friend, Selena, came over and hugged me tight. "You finally walked away. Honestly, I think you should've left the very first time he postponed the ceremony for Eira. You deserve better." When I finished notifying everyone and returned home to pack, Mason called again. He sounded exhausted. "This time… I don't know how long the delay will be. Eira isn't doing well. You should go ahead and tell your friends the ceremony's off. We'll talk again when she's fully recovered. And you–"

His expression darkened slightly. His eyes grew deep and unreadable for a moment, but then softened again. “Being single isn’t so bad. But if you ever change your mind, make sure I’m the first one you tell.” Candice neither agreed nor disagreed. It was a false proposition to begin with. She tugged on his tie and kissed him again. Right now, they were burning like summer blossoms— But one was ready to bloom briefly and fade, while the other longed for forever. They both ditched work that day, leaving Jerry behind to transform into a one-man army at the office.

He almost turned the entire hospital on its head in his worry! "That's how huge the gap between a good and bad man is!" The bitterness in my heart grew the more I listened to the doctor's words. "That's right. I'd be better off marrying a pig than a man like this!" In the past few days, I finally learned that the hospital staff had a tacit agreement that Niall and Chelsea were already together.

Don’t you dare compare your particular brand of slithering to his. A pathetic, desperate hope flashed in his eyes. ‘So you’re not with him?’ Portia chimed in, her voice sweet as poisoned honey. ‘Not yet. But give it time. He’s taller, richer, better-looking, and hasn’t, to my knowledge, ever inspired a homicidal maniac. It’s a rather compelling shortlist, don’t you think?’ I sighed, the weight of the whole ridiculous conversation pressing down on me. ‘Is it a crime to just be single? Is that not a valid life choice anymore?’

"You are too decent." "People keep telling me that," Harper said. "I am beginning to think it is not an insult." Peggy laughed. They talked for twenty more minutes about things that had nothing to do with Justin. Peggy was funny and sharp and Harper thought that in another version of her life she would have had this friendship years earlier. Better late than never was a thing she believed in now with her whole body.

"Luke, all I want now is a chance to make amends. Please give me a chance so I can make it up to you." "Dad, please. Let's live a good life as a family of three from now on." I bared my teeth at them when I heard Caleb talk about family. These were words that could make me feel as though I was on cloud nine. But now, they sounded like garbled, eldritch noises from the abyss to me. Those words only reminded me that the two people I once loved and trusted most had joined forces to hurt me. Once again, the airport's announcement urging me to board rang out.

Still, taking advantage of the situation, she worked with Arthur to push public opinion to a boiling point, making the criticism toward Henry increasingly uncontrollable. Although Sebastian Corporation eventually managed to contain the backlash, the damage had undoubtedly been significant. In a relaxed mood, and seeing how hard Margaret had been working these past days, Arthur made an exception and granted her a week off. “Go travel, unwind, and relax.” “You’ve been working too much overtime lately...” Arthur said calmly. Margaret did not refuse his goodwill and thanked him happily. She then decided to travel alone to a country she had always longed to visit in her previous life, California.

"Thank you for saving my image last night. I heard you miscarried? Don't be too sad. Adrian said it doesn't really matter, since you're retiring anyway. The important thing now is to use this hot topic to drive traffic to my new album." Then she laughed softly. "Maybe I should give you half of my Grammy someday. After all, your performance last night was brilliant." I looked at her. Then I looked past her at Adrian, who was standing outside the door, chatting and laughing with the PR team as if he had just finished another routine day at work. With the last of my strength, I grabbed the glass of water beside me and threw it at Chloe. "Get out!"

I was speechless, but I still tried to persuade him. "Vivian Hale's affection score is already at ninety-nine. You are only one percent away from success. "Even if her affection is only at ninety-nine, she still loves you..." Simon took out a cigarette and lit it. Smoke blurred the expression on his face. His voice was hoarse. "I have spent ten whole years trying to cross that final one percent." I had no answer. In the twenty years I had been bound to him, I had seen everything. At first, he had only been chasing mission progress. In the end, step by step, he had fallen in.