Can't Stop Reading Novels & Stories

Even though she already sees how Alex feels, she also can’t make her heart stop loving Alex. Helena is well aware that right now she’s like she’s on a rocket where she can’t stop or come back. She can only keep going, even though she already knows how it ends. Even though her love is like a novel, that’s already known at last, she still can’t stop. It may sound stupid, but that’s what happens when she can’t control her heart anymore.

“Then choose another name.” Claire almost smiled. “No.” That annoyed Elena immediately. Good. Real annoyance. Not cosmic terror. Something ordinary enough to hold. “You said you stopped reading.” “I did.” “What does that mean?” Claire looked toward the window. “I stopped following you.” Elena stared. “That is not an explanation.” “It may be the best one you get.” “I’m tired of people saying things like that.” “I know.” “You don’t know me.” Claire looked back at her. “Exactly.”

When I'm done, I turn it over and let them read. "Simply put, we all want to help people," Chadd says out loud. "That is why we cannot give up. There will be a lot of struggles in life. A lot of time where we will want to just give up, but we can't. We can stop for a few minutes to rest or catch our breath, but we cannot give up." Pulling back after reading the second part, Chadd smiles and nods his head. "Wow. You have quite a way with words."

I read through but stopped to catch my breath. "It's a soft, milky, tender touch of..." I suddenly stopped as one of the gentlemen cleared his throat, dragging my attention from the booklet I was reading. "Pardon my interruption, but are you going to keep reading from the booklet?" he asked, and I pushed a shrug off my shoulders. "Unbelievable."

She has bore me a son whom I adore and consider my almost blessing, made me the happiest— — I immediately told him to stop reading. I had asked Hector to read for me because there were words, I still struggled with here and there. It took so much time for me get through a paragraph. I knew well enough to read but it took me much longer to mouth the words and get the full context. Hector was a big help but I told him to stop. My heart felt heavy, It was too much for me to handle.

Simple. Cold. “How?” I demanded my eyes held a silent plea in them. There it was. The crack. Real this time. “How do I just stop being like this?” I pushed, my eyes were at the brim of tears. A beat. “You don’t ‘just’ stop, Mia.” His voice dropped. “You decide.” I let out a shaky breath. “That’s not helpful.” “No,” he said. “It’s not supposed to.” He stepped closer again. Too close. “For you, it’s not instinct,” he continued. “It's a habit.”

"Don't be sorry. Just tell me why. What are you looking for? What are you hoping to find? What are you seeing when you look at me? What's going on in your head?" "I can't stop. I've tried. I really have. I've tried to look away. I've tried to focus on something else. I've tried to give you space. I've tried to be normal. I've tried to act like a normal person. I've tried to pretend you don't affect me this way. But I can't. I can't tear my eyes away. I can't look at anything else. I can't concentrate on anything else. You're all I see. You're all I want to see. You're all I need to see." "Can't stop what? Can't stop looking at me? Can't stop watching me?"

"I'm not telling you to stop. I'm offering you a recommendation and telling you it's a recommendation rather than a direction." She looked at the record. Then she lifted her hands off the cover. "You're right," she said. Not reluctantly. With the specific quality of someone who'd already half-known something and needed to hear it named. "I've been pushing through it because stopping felt like I might not start again. Like the momentum was the only thing keeping it manageable." "Yes," I said. "That's exactly the point where a pause matters most." "What do I do with two days," she said. "If I'm not reading."

But in the comment section, I repeatedly pointed out that it will never happen. Sometimes, it’s the journey that matters and not just the destination. Again, I apologize if the book is getting too much for you to handle, and it will be sad to see you quit it, as I understand some of the occurrences are what you never signed up for. Trying to stop you will be desperation on my part and giving you spoilers ahead doesn’t sit well with me, but I’ll respect your decision. You’ve followed this book from the very beginning and you’re highly appreciated.

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