Dear Miss President I Want You Back Novels & Stories

“I’m bringing you back to me.” The End

“Wyatt, I…” I’m back guys. I’m so sorry. Thank you for staying around. Love you

I grabbed it up reading, “Hey baby I’m back in town and I want to see you. I can’t believe you would leave and not tell me. I can’t wait to see you again, call me. I don’t care for your new secretary either, you don’t need her. I will keep you and your office running happily. xoxo Tatiana.”

I was watching everything I’d thrown away. And now? Now I wanted it back. But the worst part? I wasn’t sure if I even deserved it.

She looked at him; she had told him, after their first kiss when she had pretended like nothing happened, he had kissed her again at the hallway and after a few days later; Jessie kissed him; Jessie had said she wanted to know if he was a good kisser and he said; he didn't know what got into him; he had met her one day on the stairs flirting with his colleague and he had been mad, he moved her out of the man's arms then they walked away from him before she pulled her hand away from his hold, she had just told him; I am under no obligations to listen to you and your jealousy feat until I am married to you, that is if I will ever be, till then I do as I please. 'People change.' 'Not that much,

Mr. Clark was at a loss as he stared at her, unsure of what she was asking. "Could you repeat what you said?" Ava asked. "I said they are requesting a refund," Mr. Clark replied. "Yes, I heard that. It's the part of the money that I did not get," Ava responded. "Oh, okay, it's a million dollars," Mr. Clark said again. "How were we unable to make a delivery worth that amount?" Ava asked, looking around the room.

Abe's pov There came a point when regret stopped being enough. I'd spent weeks replaying memories. Weeks wondering what would've happened if I'd loved Diane better. Weeks apologizing to myself instead of doing something about it. I was done. If there was even the smallest chance of getting her back... I was going to take it. Not by forcing her. Not by manipulating her. But by showing her the man I should've been all along. I was late arriving at the joint office that Monday morning.

I took a deep breath before reading. "My dear Charlotte, my thought of leaving you was the dumbest decision I've ever made. I am truly sorry for what I did. You are irreplaceable and exceptional. I was deceived by my eyes and got carried away. The way I treated you was incredibly unfair, and now I realize that it's because you are the one I needed. Even after we broke up and I was on stage at the award ceremony, my heart kept troubling me. I love you, and if I didn't, I wouldn't have come back begging you. Please, I want you back in my life. Just a few months without you, and I could feel the difference. You are unique. Now that I understand your worth, I will treat you with more care and af

it makes me want to run to her and wrap her around my arms. "Help me. He is not treating me well. Christian..he was never as caring as you are. I miss us." her brittle voice now turned into a sob. "I-I want you back." She said. My grip of the phone becomes loose and I cannot comprehend what she just said. She wants me back? I can hear the sound of my heart—beating loudly like a race of horses with an unending track. I do not know how to react. She wants me back because he is not treating me right?. Am i her option or last resort now?

" Not just some other man, her first love who wants her back why the hell did you do that? " © #KCMmuoe