Bye Your Life Novels & Stories

Haley comes over at my place every once in a while when her grandma goes back to their province and I babysit her when her mom needs to work. I enjoy being with her though. She's a sweet bundle of joy. I also started a new series on my YT channel called Brie Travels since I visit different places over the weekend here. Then, Bullet had their comeback recently this March. This would be there last since their contract will end this year. Well, that's heartbreaking. In fact, the thought of it makes me want to bawl my eyes out. Still, I supported them by buying their album and staying up more than 24 hours straight to stream their music videos.

Love yourself! END.

And, I saw Biti laughing on the other end. "What is this?" I asked turning to Bryan. "You forgot it? It's your birthday, Zara." he answered with a smile. "But-" Bryan smiled, then came closer to me. "Happy 24th birthday." he said while hugging me. I do not know what to say. I have forgotten a very special day in my life. My birthday. I returned Bryan's hug. I don't know what spirit possessed my body so I hugged him back. "Thank you, Bry. I forgot that it's my birthday." I said while crying.

We can’t resurrect it, so we have to end it, end our grieving and get on with the rest of our lives. When my dad died, we all mourned him, but we came to learn that while things would never be the same again, maybe they would be just as good, ina different way. I know, since you have no family that you remember, no one you care about in your past, that what I’m saying might not make sense, but it’s way of honoring what was good in your previous life to move forward and find something else to enjoy in the future, once you’ve accepted that there’s no going back.’

"Though as entertaining this is, the affairs of the still living are none of my concern. You'll have to speak to my opposite; Life." "So how do I find Life?" I asked, and Death shrugged, twirling his scythe as if it were a baton. "No clue. I deal with matters of death." "...you're of no help, you know that?" "I've upheld my deal, so I think I've helped way more than necessary. I'm just glad I didn't go fishing for your soul. Otherwise, I would've declined." My jaw drops at his comment, and he shrugs, fading away.

As expected, the screen was filled with over a thousand missed calls. Zoe let out a scornful laugh. "Next time, you should switch it up. Terminal illness? Jumping into the sea? Maybe she'll transfer all of the Warren family's assets straight to the Coles." He smiled casually. "Maybe she would." Taking advantage of the moment before anyone noticed me, I left the house, dazed and hollow. When we were eighteen, Adrian had worn a faded, repeatedly washed white shirt and knelt at the entrance of my home, appearing awkward and earnest, as he confessed his feelings.

Bethany lowered her head and cried for a long time. I sent her the studio's address and contact information, then stood. "Work hard. Stop thinking about things you shouldn't. Life is long. Don't waste your time on someone else's man." I turned and left. Outside the cafe, the sunlight was bright. The comments exploded. [The villainess repaid resentment with kindness???] [I'm crying. She helped Bethany.] ["You don't even count as a supporting character in my life" is so fierce.]

I beg you! His apology was sincere. The old me might have wavered, but now, having felt the strength of a love truer and fiercer than anything before, his words stirred only disgust. I looked at his haggard, desperate face with no warmth in my eyes, as if he were nothing more than a stranger. "I don't need your repentance. Your atonement is meaningless. And your promises…" I paused, letting the faintest note of mockery lace my tone. "They had come one lifetime too late! As for leaving?"

The remaining tears streamed down my face. Then I took a few devastating strolls towards her, “You killed my baby intentionally, huh? You all,” I blinked my eyes trying so hard not to lose it all. “Trust me, it's not over yet!” My breath quickened all of a sudden. “I don't know what you're talking about Lyra. Your bastard child wasn't meant to see this world after all,” she said, with a brief laugh. What a fuck! I tried to utter another word but it was as if there was a lump in my throat.

"Having known each other for so long, I could tell you his lifespan." I smiled, tilted my head back, closed my eyes, and savored the last moments of sunlight. "I've fulfilled my wish; it's time to say goodbye." "Alright, don't you humans often say that regret is also a form of fulfillment?" There was no movement in the cabin, and I did not open my eyes. Instead, I calmly left, heading toward my new life. I hoped I would not meet people who were not meant for me in my next life. I thought to myself, 'Nicholas, let's never meet again.'