Romans & histoires Every Last Word

"I don't want anyone to hear us celebrating." THE END

Tears brim his eyes and the last question comes out in a shaky breath. My tears stream down my face for the millionth time today. The round diamond sparkles spectacularly like the stars in the night sky. It's absolutely stunning. All the pain and suffering have led us to this moment. This moment in time where we can finally accept that nothing will stand in our way and nothing will ever tear us apart. We are it for each other forever. "Yes," I whisper. The End

Every word, every signature, every receipt—they burned. “I burn it all.”

I had known this for a long time. My eyelids felt so heavy. I was ready to go. I was so tired. Selena was crying loudly, but I couldn't comfort her anymore. On April 20th, I closed my eyes for the last time and slipped away.

I lost a million-dollar order, and my company blamed me and let me go. I was so mad that I confronted my mother-in-law. She just cried and said, "I woke up early to clean the study for you. I didn't mean to do it! I'm old and useless, and nobody wants me around. What's the point of living?" When she started talking like that, my husband, Edwin Williams, would turn into the world's most devoted son.

Least of all me. ---

The only kind that— Lasts. Forever lasts. Always— Lasts. No matter what. No matter who. No matter— Anything. Hope. Just hope. Only— Hope. Forever.

Not the last. Never the last.

Everyone froze. Liam instinctively pulled Emma behind him. Victoria slowly removed... Another envelope. Old. Yellowed. Sealed with red wax. Emma's eyes widened. "The last letter..." Victoria smiled. "No." She held it higher. "This is the first letter." The room fell silent. "What?" Emma whispered. Victoria's smile became colder. "The letter you've all been chasing was only half the story." She looked directly at Emma. "Your mother wrote two letters." "You've spent months searching for the last one."

I smiled sincerely and turned away from the prison. After seeing Vivian for the last time, I would never need to see her again in this life. She would disappear from my world forever. And my world would finally see the warmth of spring.