Novel & Cerita Good Bye My Love Novel

Isn't that the case? "We've been married for five years. We'd still have feelings for each other. Are you really that heartless to tell me that you don't love me anymore? Aren't you willing to trust me again and give me another chance? "I'm not asking much from you this time. I just want your number. I don't want you to disappear from my life again. I nearly went crazy the days I spent without you." It was only then that it all dawned on Carina.

I walked past him, stepped into the elevator, and pressed the close button without the slightest hint of reluctance. I arrived at Blair's house half an hour later. I told my best friend about my miscarriage. She hugged me and comforted me, coaxing me for hours. I never once bothered texting Caleb the entire time. Instead, he sent me a text consisting of a single question mark. I ignored it. He shot me another text the following day, saying, "The breakfast they serve out here tastes horrible." Blair, who was sitting at the dining table and enjoying breakfast with me, regarded me with unconcealed bewilderment before blurting, "I can't believe you're still here! You actually stayed here instead

I can't put her through any danger again. It’s time for me to leave. Letting go of her hand I kiss her on the forehead and whisper “This is goodbye love,” and walk out of the room glancing at her one last time. This is goodbye.

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I opened the messaging app and typed: [Don’t bother coming. I’m already home.] I hit send. The screen went dark. The house fell completely silent. I leaned back on my couch and closed my eyes. The small, stubborn hope I held onto finally faded.

She said, "I know." "Ha!" the man exclaimed. He was curious. "Aren't you madly in love with him? You rejected me because of him and blocked my number. You even went as far as to set up a bet to force me out of Seaport. What happened? Did you get dumped?" Sadie replied honestly, "Yes, I did. I was too blind to tell the difference between a man and a bastard." The man was standing in front of French windows, looking out at the view from a random villa in Capitol City. He had a mysterious smile on his face.

So what she had personally burned at every previous stop was their future. Their memories flashed before his eyes, each one delivering a pain so deep it felt like he was being stabbed in the heart. Only now did he realize how deeply he loved her—down to the very marrow of his bones. He could not, and would not, allow her to destroy the last remaining trace of what they'd had. Alessandro tucked the letter into the diary he always carried with him. Then, he ordered his men to flood the area with large quantities of colorless, odorless sedative gas.

] I floated above the city, watching the three people I once loved end their sinful lives in the most tragic manner. I said softly to the system, "A little longer." I went to my grave. The flowers in front of the tombstone had wilted, but the tombstone was spotless. "Goodbye, Dad." "Goodbye, Mom." "Goodbye, Egor." "Goodbye, Jasmine." I quietly bid them farewell, saying goodbye to them and also to my once naive self who thought love could last forever. Never forgive. Never meet again. [Time remaining: 0.]

His eyes held mine, filled with a fragile hope. My heart raced, and I bent down, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. "You'll get your reward when you're better." His eyes sparkled, suddenly alive with light, as if I had given him a sky full of stars. "Deal," he whispered. I stepped back, watching him through the glass, lying there still yet so full of fight. Just like that, my battered heart began to heal.

His voice was hoarse as he said, "Look at me. Just look at me and tell me you don't love me anymore. We had so many memories together. We were so in love. How could you just forget?" I let out a slow breath and met his bloodshot, desperate eyes. "Brandon, I don't love you anymore. Is that clear enough?" In that instant, it was as if all the strength had drained out of him. He started pounding his fists against the ground, over and over, even as blood seeped from his hands, as though he couldn't feel a thing. "Jocelyn, please! Even if you don't love me, we can start over. I'm begging you… Don't do this…"