For Worse Or Better Novels & Stories

“No, worse than that.” “Try me.” I add.

"We must leave a child for Freda." I ate my meal silently, my heart feeling like it had been torn apart. "Timothy is such a good man." Phillip suddenly looked at me. "Not every husband can be so... tolerant." He deliberately emphasized the word 'tolerant', his eyes full of mockery. Carrie glanced at me coldly. "Timothy has no talent, but he's obedient." Fiona immediately defended me, saying, "Mom, don't say that. Timothy is hardworking." Henry scoffed. "Hardworking? What can a normal employee provide for you, Fiona? Phillip drives a Ferrari and lives in a villa, while Timothy can't even afford a decent watch."

--- An invitation. --- And somehow— That was worse.

I say quietly to him. He flanks my right side and I feel Alexis push forward, excelling my hearing. My hearing was good earlier, but this is absolutely amazing. I hear the birds chirping high up in the trees, the rustling of small creatures in the tall grass and in the far distance I can actually hear the chatter of another team. “Wow Alexis. This is pure bliss, I can hear every sound!” I whisper yell to my wolf. “I know, I told you everything improved since I am able to share all my power with you. Now keep your nose focused if you want to win this thing.” She says softly and I focus on the hint of vanilla we are following.

--- But no longer in control. --- No longer certain. --- Because the system had moved beyond him. --- Beyond all of them. --- “You’ve changed the outcome,” he said. --- A pause. --- “But not necessarily for the better.” --- Elena finally looked at him. --- Her expression calm. --- Resolved. --- “There was no better left,” she replied. --- A beat. --- “Only different.” --- The truth of it settled in the air. --- Because better— --- Had always been an illusion. --- A goal defined by perspective.

We were in this together now, for better or worse. God help us all.​​​​​

2 weeks. That's how long I have been stuck in this hell room. I mean yeah, they gave me a new room but still, it's not like it's better. I hate my life. I thought to myself and groaned out loud and slumped down on the bed but hissed when my back hurt. I miss them so much. I wondered if they have replaced me with someone else. Would they? I honestly don't know I mean yeah, we had a good relationship, but would they just give up on me? Nah.

"You're always better. But no matter how best you are if I'm not for you, and you aren't for me as well. Nothing would change that." "I like you, more than how you do. But you know? I was sick of being adjusted for the better because you say, they say that we decide things for that better. So let me decide for now, let's stop it and just be friends if you still want that. Because that's what's actually better. Period." ---

Something better. Together.

Both parties will be considered but boundaries can be tested. 9.3- Party A will bear at least 2 children, heirs for party B. The list kept going on and on about and it truly began to dawn on me. “Have you considered that I might not even be sexually attracted to you, you're like fifty, way older than I am.” Mr creditor threw his head back and laughed. His laugh was a deep velvety one that had Adam's apple bobbing in his throat. “ Sweetheart, that's not what you said last night and being older should make me a better lover."