Books Like Before I Fall Novels & Stories

Her heart ached in ways words could not describe. She pressed her hand to her chest, feeling the rhythm of her pulse. The world had moved on. She had moved on. But her heart… her heart refused to. PART 2 WHEN SILENCE SPEAKS LOUDER THAN WORDS The library smelled of old paper and polished wood, a quiet refuge from the city outside. Maya traced her fingers along the spines of books, pretending she was lost in research, but she knew exactly who had entered moments ago. Ethan.

I knocked back one bitter drink after another. I had planned every detail of that wedding for Yvette, hoping to create the most beautiful memories for her. Countless times, I had pictured Yvette in a bridal gown, gliding down the aisle. However, I never saw yesterday's heartbreak coming–when she shattered everything we had. My grip on the wine glass tightened as my phone buzzed frantically. "Jayden, Yvette has fallen into the backyard lake! You..." Ethan's voice sent me rushing outside. After all, Yvette had once saved my life.

They probably had not expected me to dismiss them so completely. They tore away their fake, laughable masks. They stood there, shocked into silence. I went on, "And about your 'great' sons, there are plenty of people they need to take care of when they grow up. If they end up as worthless as you, they'll probably end up carrying you to your graves." I spoke each word slowly and with purpose, my face twisting into a sneer. The people in front of me were so mad that they could hardly see straight.

"Besides, that was just an internal presentation, not the actual competition." A fire burned in my chest, and my blood boiled in my veins. I snapped, "What do you take me for?" My sharp tone startled him, and a flicker of unease crossed his face. "Come on. Yvette is just a girl fresh out of the irony tower. I'm doing this to help her grow." I turned around and left, unwilling to hear his excuses. He called after me, but I didn't turn back. ... The next morning, I avoided leaving at the same time as Elliot.

I tried to control myself from rolling my eyes. "Don't worry about him, she's our family friend. I can tell Ares likes you a lot." Lily said and I wanted to laugh so bad but at the same time, I felt so bad for lying to his family. "It's okay." "Do you like books?" Viola asked. "Yes, I love romance novels." "No way! Me too! Gosh.. we have to exchange books or maybe you can recommend me some good books." She squealed. "I will and I would love to lend you my favorite books."

I needed a textbook so I could answer the question I was working on, so I told Jasmine that I would be right back. I stood up and headed for the section where the textbook I needed was. I let my hair down then repacked it firmly before I checked through some books. After a while, I eventually found the one I was looking for, but it was way above my height. As I reached out my hand to pick the book, someone pressed me against the bookshelf and grabbed the book. I turned around immediately and that was when I recognized the person. It was Ryker. A sense of Déjà vu washed over me as I remembered the first time we met at a mall.

“But when I was with him, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. So, I kept telling myself that what I felt for Grayson was only the affection of an older sister for a younger brother. I was afraid you’d be upset and we’d fight, so I never dared tell you. “When I went to celebrate his birthday that day, I really planned to cut him off afterward. I just didn’t expect…” Before she could finish, her voice broke as she covered her face, collapsing into quiet despair. I gave her a cold stare. What was the point of love that came too late? “That’s enough. Stop pretending.” I ignored the shock on Camelia’s face and struggled to turn over, my back facing her. Music flowed through my earbuds, drowning o

not realizing that she is already in front of the door for her week-awaited class. Just as she entered the room, she stops and was hurt - a tiny little bit of prick through her heart, caused by the scene in front of her at that very moment. "Hey Ibsen! Give me back my notebook!" said the girl, while so close to Maverick, trying to reach her notebook.

I had another hour before my next class so I just decided to go to the library and wait there because staying in one place somehow eases the pain. I walked into the library with a cup of black coffee in my hand. I walked to a quiet and secluded place and sat on a chair. I took a deep breath as I drank from my coffee. I took out my favorite book, The Notebook, from my bag and placed it on the desk. I can't count the number of times I had read the book. It has so much behind it, love, pain, sorrow, loss and grief. I cried the first time I read the book. I also cried the first time I watched the movie.

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