Romans & histoires Comfortably Numb The Departed

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.

He knew that when he faked his death, I was seven months pregnant. My baby was so small and fragile. When the doctors had to remove it piece by piece from my body, where was Brandon? Was he standing on a snow-covered mountain, watching the sunrise with Alanna, making promises? Or was he holding her close beneath the northern lights somewhere at the edge of the world? My vision blurred as tears spilled over, unstoppable. "Our baby died the day you staged your death." Brandon's face went completely dark. He grabbed my wrist, fingers tightening until my bones nearly cracked.

"Even if we had our problems before, we should've talked them out. You left without a word and just disappeared. Do you really think that was okay? Do you have any idea how miserable I've been these past two years? "If I hadn't come to Costa Solara, would you have ever come back to Novaterra? I wronged you in my past life, sure, but that's over. This is a new life. Why are you still keeping your distance? Why are you still trying to walk away from me?"

Richard's expression shifted, panic flickering in his gaze. Cammy smiled. Then she vanished. I looked at Richard, a deep calm settling within me. "Richard, in the next life... let's not meet again." As my consciousness dissolved into nothingness, I heard a distant, broken sob. And a whisper carried away by the wind. "I'm sorry..." [The End]

He deserved it, "I'm sorry." "Please Rosa, don't leave Sun. He might get annoying but don't leave him. You are the only one I can trust his safety with, please, don't leave. Don't leave. Don't leave...." He kept on muttering the words, 'Don't leave', til like that, his heavy heart fell, and he became numb, turning old and white. I couldn't move from where I knelt, and my hands couldn't move away from his chest, just the drops of my bitter tears wetting my clothes with my eyes glued to the corpse without blinking.

Mom blurted out, "And what about you? What about you? You've loved Oscar for years." The whole table was still reeling. They all turned to look at me, expressions impossible to read. I held up the reassignment letter and smiled. "I've accepted a posting from the alliance. I'm transferring to Cero City." Cero City was the crossroads connecting every pack. No alpha ruled it. Only the alliance delegation operated out of there. It was the default location for council summits. It was also the place where Oscar had died trying to save me. In my last life, I'd received the same letter. I turned it down.

One week later. The funeral blurred past like a bad dream , brief, unbearable, and impossibly final. Every ritual, every condolence, every hollow phrase from well-meaning strangers had passed over her like cold rain, leaving a numbness deeper than sleep. Rainee felt as if someone had carved away the center of her life and left only an aching shell. She could not grasp why she was still breathing when the people who had been her home were gone.

Words like not enough, not worth it, not wanted. Tears blurred the exit sign ahead of me until it was nothing but a red smear. As I walked, the air grew colder. Winter was closer, and with it came the weight of despair that had been pressing inside me all along. Feeling numb, detached from both body and heart, made it easier to accept something that wasn’t joy. Easier to lean into emptiness than to hold on to hope for something that was never going to happen. Crossing into the cold air outside, my body began to lose feeling, and strangely… it felt peaceful. The kind of peace that came when there was nothing left to fight for.

Larisa replied, her mood suddenly turned into a sad one as she remembers what transpired between her ex-lover and Daisy. “Well, try not to think too much, you need to be in your best mood for this shoot. Come here” Ava quickly pulled her into a hug. After a short while they disengaged “Here comes the trio!!” Someone announced and they both turned looking at the entrance

she said these words full of emotions and sincerity. When they left the cemetery, the sun slowly peeps out of the clouds and shines so bright. "She approved of us, Imman, I can sense it!" Ella told the lawyer while smiling at him. "It was a sign that she had forgiven me and wanted me to take care of her children and I will never disappoint her!" Imman nodded his head in agreement, then kissed her on the forehead while his son looks at him, perplexed, on why his parents are both happy.