Everything I Never Told You A Novel Novels & Stories

"I am going to read it." Liam nods, his dark eyes steady. "I am right here." I take a breath, and I open the journal. The pages are yellowed with age, and the ink faded but still legible. I read the first word, and then the next, and then the next. The words spill out like water from a cracked vessel, filling the space between us with the weight of the past. I read about my mother, about the choices she made, about the secrets she buried. I read about the network, about the lives it destroyed, about the legacy it left behind. I read about my grandfather, about the man who ran, about the truth he has been carrying for decades.

She had been holding together parts of his life he never even noticed. And now that she was gone... everything felt different. Not broken. Not yet. But quieter. Colder. Like a house after someone important moves out. You don't notice it immediately. Then one day, the silence becomes impossible to ignore. His eyes lifted toward the top shelf. And that was when he noticed the small box tucked away in the corner. Simple. Dust-covered. Almost forgotten. Slowly, he reached for it. And the moment he opened it his entire world seemed to stop.

“We are loosing,” I walked away as well to clear my head. I traced his scent to his study, looking through the books like there wasn't something catastrophic going on. “How can you read right now?” I asked, distracting him from the book. “There are over a hundred people out there, waiting to see you fall and you are in here reading books?” “Not just reading…” he turned the book to me. “... researching. This is the ruby we found, a priceless piece because it's not from our world,”

The one she never let go of. Years ago, he bailed—broke up with her and vanished overseas. She was wrecked. That's when we met, on some blind date. She needed a distraction. I fell hard. We got married. And I kept thinking... if I gave enough, maybe one day she'd choose me. However, ten years of loyalty, and it meant nothing. One wave from Caleb, and she ran straight back. I always knew he still lived in her heart. And I—I was just a placeholder.

The pain offered him slight relief from the guilt and agony in his heart. He remembered my every smile, every embrace, and every gentle word. Those memories that once made him feel so blissfully loved now became daggers stabbing deep into his chest. He realized he hadn't just betrayed my trust. He had destroyed the most precious thing between us—love. Carlen collapsed to the floor, tears blurring his vision. He knew he had to find me so that he could apologize to me and express his remorse. He finally realized a life without me was meaningless. Just then, the butler stepped in quietly. "Alpha Carlen, here is the flash drive you dropped."

No matter how hurtful the truth was, he still had to tell her. He took a deep breath and started, "That day—" Ivory sneered and cut him off. "Are you going to tell me that you're the one who gave the order to have me whipped a hundred times in the private room at the jewelry exhibition?" Wilson staggered back. Then, he smiled self-deprecatingly. "So… you already know the truth." "Ha! I'm not a fool. Those hundred lashes were what thoroughly killed my love for you. As each lash landed, I told myself you were unworthy of my love and devotion!" she snapped.

Nervous is the only thing I can feel right now "You're already here Ms. Esperanza” my psychiatrist suddenly spoke I looked at her and she is sweating bullets. What happened to her? “Your mom talked to me and said you are from your old self, tell me what happened” she asked “Where is North?” I asked immediately She stared at me for five seconds then smiled at me "Sorry but we should talk about your—" she didn't finish because I cut her "This is my problem Doc. He is the reason why I am like this." I said and paused for a second then continue "now where is he?" I asked

"We couldn't understand it. Nicholas told Bryan to call him once it was time. We did. But hearing him say what he said was troubling to us. We didn't know what to do. And you must know it wouldn't have been the right time to give her such terrible news." "That's the thing about terrible news. There is no right time. What was the plan then? Allow her to keep asking? Leave her in the dark?" Madison hissed. "Honestly, we didn't know what to do. But I assure you. We are not condoning what he did and neither are we apologising for him. What he has done is horrible and I can't imagine why he would just decide-"

I suppressed the strange flutter in my chest, shuffled over to him, and spoke carefully. “Elias… I want to move out.” His movements paused. For a long time, he did not say anything. Maybe it was my imagination. It felt like the force in his hands grew stronger as he scrubbed. “Were you not scared of living alone? Is this because of…” Elias never lifted his head. His voice sounded rough and strained. He never finished the sentence. I did not dare admit that I had lied to him before, so I only mumbled softly, “I can learn to get over it slowly.”

‎ ‎And I was not going to tell him. ‎ ‎Because somewhere between signing those papers and standing in that boardroom this morning, something had settled into place. ‎ ‎Quiet. ‎ ‎Certain. ‎ ‎Unmovable. ‎ ‎For the first time in a very long time, I was not reacting to Damien Blackwood. ‎ ‎I was deciding what came next. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎