Novel & Cerita Farewell To My Contracted Life

Looked like. “What the hell do you mean?” “The contract is ending tomorrow,” I repeated, trying to keep my voice steady — which I failed badly. He didn't say anything. I groaned loudly, trying to free myself from his grip. My strength couldn't actually do much, but it was enough to remind him that he was holding a fragile human not a stone. “The contract was one year,” I continued. “And it's already a year. So I'm leaving.” “I don't remember having such conversation,” he frowned.

I asked, trying to sound as controlled as possible-though it was like the handler still guarding me from the agitated self stored within. "And you have just 24 hours, else..." I went quiet and let the silence hang as if it were a challenge, that building tension creating a living, breathing presence that threatened to consume us both. "Else what?" came Visha's shout. "I am laughing," the sound mocking and cruel, that of a jester's jest. "This contract is terminated." The malice was dripping out of the words like poison injected into a vein every syllable like a tiny death knell tolling the end of our agreement.

"Of caring too much and then watching you walk away." My chest tightened. "I'm not going to walk away." "You say that now," Gray said. "But what about when the contract ends? When you're free to choose whatever life you want?" I blinked. "The contract?" "Yes," Gray said. "Our agreement. It was supposed to be temporary. A business arrangement." I'd almost forgotten about the contract. It felt like a lifetime ago when we'd made that deal. "Gray," I said carefully. "Do you still think of us as a contract?"

Heart watched her husband walk out of the door and his figure disappear before she turn her attention to the table where she put their contract. “So tiring, that wedding is my dream wedding but it's exhausting. This contract is also... What a drag,” Heart said, picking up the folder as she stand up and stretch her limbs. ‘What am I even doing with my life?’ Heart was about to go to the kitchen to take her glass to the sink when her phone suddenly rang. After seeing the caller ID, Heart's face pale. ‘I'm dead now.’

Kim cleared his throat and she turned to him. “Mrs. Xanders, I... “ “Blakeley is fine.” She cut him off and he nodded. “Blakeley, I am sorry to inform you that you can't be working with us anymore.” “What? Why?” “Well, there are a lot of people saying we hired a commoner as our star and you have terrible skin. They don't want their products to be used on you, so they all terminated our contract with them and I have lost a lot of money in a few hours. I am sorry to inform you but you are fired.” He said and Blakeley scoffed.

I mentioned, looking into his eyes coldly. "You don't have to. I did it because -" "You felt obligated to. Because you pitied me." Frowning, I said. He didn't say anything. He just stared at me. "Guess?" He raised his eyebrow at me, a bit curious. I smiled sadly, tears clouding my eyes. "Happy Mishap Day." "Huh?" "Our contract is expired. You don't need me and I ... I do not need...you." my voice broke. I turned on my heels, walking away.

“You don’t deserve this.” Her words were kind, but I didn’t know what to do with them. Kindness felt foreign now, like a language I’d forgotten how to speak. I just nodded. “Thank you, ma’am.” Then I turned toward the door, clutching my files that I would use to seal the deal with the clients. As I walked down the long hallway, my heels clicking against the marble, my thoughts swirled. Three more days. Three more days until the contract expired. Three more days until I could walk away without owing him or his family a thing.

"I vowed a contract with you and I can already feel the heaviness of despair inside you." Nalilitong napatingin ako sa kan'ya. Anong vow ang sinasabi niya? Wedding vow? E hindi pa nga kami kasal. "What are you talking about?" naguguluhan kong tanong. "That time, you were about to die. I don't know what happened to you but I know, you were about to die. So I had no choice but to save you by contract. A contract by faith. We are now one—" "Don't tell me..." Napatawa ako ng pagak. "Was it that infinite, something like immortality?"