Catch The Love Slipping Away นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“There’s a difference.” I drag a hand down my face, already exhausted from reliving the moment for the hundredth time. “It just… slipped out. I’m sure it just took him by surprise.” “‘Slipped out,’” she echoes, incredulous. “Girl, ‘I love you’ is not a ‘slip’. A slip is ‘oops, I dropped my pen.’ What you said was a whole emotional declaration that deserved an answer.” “I know,” I mutter, staring down at my hands. “Trust me, I know.”

I shook my head. “Sienna, no. I’m ending things with you because of what you said. Feelings change. Your love flowed toward Matt, yet you tried to make me love you forever. I can’t do that. I gave you three chances. If you had ever once firmly chosen me, we wouldn’t have reached this point. “So, Sienna, let go. We can’t go back to the past. From the moment you betrayed me, our past no longer mattered. Our future no longer exists either!”

"Chill, Jeff. Ingrid is just awake from her coma. Don't be so hard on her." She chested out, as if everything was under control, took out her phone, swiped the screen, and held it out to me. I took it hesitantly, the cold light of the phone screen hitting my face. "Timeless Love, created by Veronica Kelley on..." I read. The date was yesterday, and things added up. I had been so certain because this necklace was finished just yesterday. 24 hours before I went on stage, it was still a half-finished product.

Again. But this time, he didn’t go after her. Because this time he finally understood. Love wasn’t chasing. It was letting go. Even when it destroyed you. *** Adrian’s phone buzzed in his pocket. Once. Twice. He ignored it. Until it buzzed again. And again. Annoyance flickered across his face as he pulled it out. Unknown number. A message. He opened it. And immediately his expression changed. “You’re chasing the wrong woman. Ask yourself who really benefits from Lydia’s disappearance… and Vanessa’s lies.”

“Oh no… I think I forgot to tell him something. But he already said that falling in love was not an option, so I guess that’s the same thing with what I was thinking earlier? I mean, not falling in love means that feelings should and will never get involved because he deemed it so? I think it’s the same thing with a different name for it, yes. So I guess that’s settled now, I just need to do one last thing, I should really get out of here.” Annika thought to herself as she felt like people were still watching her and could hear her every single thought.

Yet, it kept flaring up again and again. The step he took toward her on the rooftop earlier had been enough to give her boundless courage. After all, he was someone she had loved for so many years. No one could resist imagining being with the person they loved. What one couldn't have would always leave regret. No one would want to live with regret. Noelle turned her head to look at the snowflakes falling softly outside, paired with the glittering night view of Sintrun. Everything was so beautiful, like a mirage.

“…You hear me? You’re not—” “…Eli…” He froze. Because of how she said his name. Soft. Final. “…Don’t cry…” He hadn’t even realized— Tears were already falling. “…I love you.” That— That was the moment. The one he would never escape. Because before he could respond— Before he could say it back— Her hand slipped. Her body stilled. And the warmth— Faded. THE BREAK__ “…Charlotte?” No answer. “…Charlotte.”

“Shelly, we’ll never make it with no cash . . . I can’t . . . somethin’s wrong . . . ” “I love you. Hurry.” She hung up. The phone slid from his hand and hit the floor with a plastic rattle. He stared at the charm. Its yellow eyes swelled and stared at him. He picked it up. Its heat pulsed against his hand. He stood shakily to a knock on his door and a harsh voice. “Barton? Open the fuckin door. It’s Jimmy. Time to pay up, asshole.” ***

I said, "There's a place nearby that sells splendid stews. Let's have dinner and come back to have a good rest—" Before I could finish, Hector, who'd been staring at me, said, "I heard there's a countdown event at Amesville's Sky Palace. Why don't we join in the fun after dinner? I think you'd like it, Yvette." Upon hearing that, I subconsciously looked at him. Sky Palace was the best place to be for the New Year's Eve countdown event every year. It was a particularly suitable place to hang out for couples, as many of the activities held there could help increase intimacy.

He was standing there at the altar with Leo beside him, the priest was there, Delia also stood there, but somehow, all she could see was him. A calm music began to play in the background, starting with the intro; "When I first saw you, I saw love And the first time I touched you, I felt love And after all these times, you're still the one I love." Allison took her first step inside with Kenny holding her. She choked on a sob as the lyrics of the music hit her. "Looks like we made it look how far we've come my baby." Kenny squeezed her arm to encourage her, and her hold on him tightened.