Ending Scene Novels & Stories

I smiled wryly and said, "Well, about leaving you..." With that, Mark ended the scene and told Andrew and me that the scene had been spectacular. He cut us our checks and invited us to his office tomorrow so we could plan the final scene of the series. The next night we met in Mark's office to talk about our two revealing scenes during the week, plan the next p**n scene for Saturday and go over our overall plans first afterward.

Less than two days later, I was discharged from the hospital and returned home to pack my things. The moment I pushed open the door, the scene in the living room made my stomach twist. Suzanna sat on Eric’s lap while the two of them kissed. Eric’s hand slipped beneath her collar as he touched her without restraint. Even after noticing me, neither of them stopped. Eric smirked at me with clear provocation. “Shane, you are back. Perfect timing. Suzanna is hungry after her workout, so go make us dinner.”

Engine running. Waiting. END SCENE

"The endgame..." "...starts now."

"Would you like to meet your daughter?" THE END

- The deputy director quickly explained. The last scene takes place when the sun has fallen into the sea, and only a few streaks of sunlight are left on the purple sky. Next to the white piano, Thi San sat and replayed the music that Thang Vu used to play. Then she stood up and walked slowly toward the shore, looking out into the distance, where the fishing boats were turning back. - Cut. Oh, done. It's perfect. As soon as the director's voice ended, everyone's applause rang out.

No one will ever come between them again, ever again! THE END

And you know what will happen next. Of course, we will have a happy ending. ### ***THE END.***

Seb said and kissed her temple. The End The Next Chapter is the Epilogue of this story.

His gaze was shocked—he hadn't realized it was me he'd pushed. But his attention was fleeting. He turned away after a brief pause and jumped into his car, speeding off. The roar of the engine was deafening, and the thick exhaust fumes choked me until my nose prickled. I watched as the red Porsche vanished into the distance. Then, I slowly closed my eyes. … When I woke again, my stomach was flat. The heartbeat was gone. I'd already decided not to keep the child, so why did losing it still hurt so much?