From The Day By I Am They Novels & Stories

He strummed it for a while and then continued speaking. “Our first song tonight is dedicated to all the people out there who are in love but they can’t be with the person that they love.” Lance voiced out and we heard a few reactions from the crown behind us. He began strumming the guitar and the intro of the song commenced. “The title of this song is The Day You Said Goodnight by Hale” Take me as you are Push me off the road The sadness, I need this time to be with you I'm freezing in the sun

I clear my throat. “I have one more I want to play,” I say. “It’s… not finished. But I like the hook.” Miles nods. “Go for it.” I glance at the title, then swallow. Every Day I Don’t Leave. It’s a terrible title. Too honest. Too raw. I’ll change it later. Probably. But for now, it’s what it is. I strum softly. Some people fall in love like it’s easy, like it’s just a pretty thing to do—

“Tomorrow is another day, and you’ll need your strength.” Amaya nodded, feeling a strange warmth in her chest. “Thank you,” she whispered. For the first time in a long time, she believed—maybe, just maybe—they could face whatever came next together.

A small, flickering light inside her that refused to go out. Her phone vibrated beside her. She reached for it, already knowing who it was. Stranger: Long day? She smiled, fingers gliding over the keyboard. Amara: Surprisingly… not terrible. Stranger: I should mark this day in history. Amara: Oh, shut up. Stranger: I’m serious. What happened? Did the universe finally decide to stop screwing you over? Amara: Maybe just for today. I made a friend. There was a pause before the next message came.

You are certainly not a sinner this new day, this day, this day, this new day. It will spring up in more than many ways. You learn to teach. You decide your own reach. Beyond your reach, you be. You be. Amen. This day, this day is all for you. Again, yet again. Amen. Do not count the stars. They are less than you. You be you. You be. Remain the you in you, for you, just what are you. Amen. Your Loving Friend, Me

He subtly checked on my mood, and when I told him my mother already knew the truth, he seemed relieved as he let out a long sigh. In the distance, there was a crowd gathered around a street vendor selling snacks. Ryan smiled and told me to wait while he went to line up and buy some for me. I smiled with my hands tucked into my pockets, feeling oddly at ease. Suddenly, the honk of a car horn grabbed my attention. I turned to see Ethan, who had somehow returned from the city, striding through the crowd with a group of people holding up a large banner. The words on the banner read, 'Heartless woman Claire Thompson, who toyed with my love for seven years, now abandons me to marry someone else.'

On Christmas Day, my parents decided to add my sister Chloe's name to the family trust. As the lawyer prepared the documents, he glanced at me. "And this young lady? Should she be included as well?" My mother waved a hand dismissively. "No need. She's just a foster child." Ever since Chloe was brought back home, I—their biological daughter—had become the outsider. All because Chloe insisted she was the only daughter in the family. If anyone so much as mentioned that I was blood-related, she'd have a PTSD episode—screaming, crying, the whole breakdown. Eventually, everyone just accepted it: "The Haper family only has one real daughter. The other one's a foster kid." At first, I tried to

I wandered through unfamiliar cities alone— shopping, sitting in quiet cafés, enjoying slow afternoons with no one demanding anything from me. And when the day was done—we always went home together.

Chapter 4 – The Red Wedding… Amara Romano POV So today is dooms day. The day I sell my soul to the devil. The day my life is given to the man. Damien may not be the reason I’m in this situation. But he could have said no. Damien is far from ready to get married. Neither am I by the way.

If I had, I would have never been able to see her beautiful little face and the way they play together every single day. Today, Aunt Lisa, Rosalee and Skye are coming over to take me on a girl’s day. They figure I have had a hard enough time of it, I could use a little me time. But what they don’t understand is the fact that they are my world now and without that little girl and that man of mine, I would have been lost a while ago. Hearing the front door open, I turn my head to see Rosalee peek in. “Ah, there you are. Are you ready?” She asks happily and then I see Lisa and Skye trail in behind her.