Ending Layangan Putus Novels & Stories

{Pause} Layla: I'm so sorry. {Pause} Layla: What an ass. You deserve better. {Pause} Layla: Wait, what? {Pause} Layla: You can't stay there if he's going to be there. Promise me. {Pause} Layla: Can you come here? {Pause} Layla: Try. I miss you and I'm worried about you. I better go. Love ya! She hung up and I cleared my throat and she jumped. She turned quickly.

He shoved the mail under one arm. “Nothing from your old friends?” He shrugged. “Nobody writes letters anymore.” “Oh.” Kylee nodded. “Do you still talk to them?” Something like disappointment went across his face. “I get messages sometimes, but they’re pretty generic.” He shrugged. “I guess that’s life.” “Yeah.” Kylee walked beside him. “That’s what happened to me when I quit going to school. It was like I died or something.” He shot an undecipherable look at her. “How odd.”

“I said… I think we should break up.” He blinked once, then again. “You think?” “It’s for the best,” I managed, even though every syllable scraped like glass against my chest. He suddenly laughed. “The best,” he repeated slowly, shaking his head. “For who?” “Liam.. ” “No, seriously, Layla. For who? Because it doesn’t sound like it’s for me, and honestly, it doesn’t sound like it’s for you either.” I swallowed hard. “Please don’t make this harder.”