Goodbye By Who Is Fancy の小説・ストーリー

"Ugh, it reeks here. A little perfume never hurts anyone, right?" Zayden's cough turned into a fit, his face going ghostly white. "Stop... Please stop... I'm allergic..." I dashed to grab the perfume bottle, but I was too late. Zayden was already gasping for air, his lips a frightening shade of blue. "You fool!" The guy with glasses exploded in rage. "If anything happens to Mr. Lynch, you'll have the whole country on your back!"

In the middle of all the voices and celebration, I quietly said, "I do." A month later, on an ordinary night, Dwayne and I lay tangled together in bed. A call came in from an unknown number. I picked it up without much thought. Brandon's voice came through. He sounded sick, his voice thick. "Congratulations on your wedding." I lifted my eyes slightly. "I don't need your well wishes." His voice grew heavier, like something was breaking inside him. "I'm sorry." I hung up. It was too late. The next day, the news reported that Brandon had jumped to his death.

"Good. Whether it leads anywhere or not, call it and try. Who knows, maybe it'll help us confirm who she is." Her colleague fiddled with the phone excitedly, then shook his head, a little wistful. "I've got a feeling this girl didn't come from much. Her phone's an old model, years out of date, and buffers if you try to watch a video on it. Usually, it's girls like that who come to the city to work. God only knows how her family's going to take the news once they find out." I turned my hopeful eyes on my mother. Right, Mom? Knowing I died like this, so horribly, would you feel even a little bit sad?

she said. She reached for her coat, and he watched her do it with the small ache he'd trained himself to carry without showing — the ache of every goodbye that used to feel final and now felt only temporary, a comma instead of a period. "Merry Christmas, in advance," she said, standing. "Merry Christmas," he said. "Tell Noah I'll see him soon." "I will."

Renato Moretti—the true king of a fallen empire—was gone. His funeral was held with solemn grandeur. The oldest mafia families in Stonehaven gathered in full black suits, their expressions carved in stone. Every man bowed his head with silent reverence. The final chapter of a legacy had closed. I stood apart from the crowd, no black veil, no bouquet in hand, just a plain white blouse beneath the tree’s quiet shadow, silently saying my goodbye. By evening, I walked along the far end of Fifth Avenue. Police sirens, the hum of tires, and the bustle of the city echoed around me.

Even my own account was overwhelmed—not with hate, but with apologies. Hayden called me, saying that they had officially reversed their decision. They wanted me to come back. This time, he promised to vouch for me personally. I smiled and told him that I would return, but not until I had finished suing Ethan and reclaiming what was mine. The moonlight cast a silver glow over the pavement. I tilted my head back and gazed at the sky. It turned out that the stars would always shine through no matter how dark the night.

"Goodbye, Murphy." Tbc…

I will finally give you all of me, in every way that is possible. Goodbye, baby. Goodbye for now. — Leonel Aries Sinclair

She was bobbing her head to the music, her eyes half-closed as she drummed her fingers rhythmically against the sides of her thighs. Jesse was curious what song she was listening to, she seemed so high-spirited and bright. Like a lone pretty little daisy dancing with the breeze on a huge green meadow. He impulsively reached for K's other earphone, and placed it onto his left ear. Hello, Goodbye by The Beatles. Classic. "You say yes, I say no, you say stop, and I say go, go, go Oh no - You say goodbye, and I say hello Hello, hello - I don't know why you say goodbye I say hello

Now that the contract has expired, the time has come to let you be happy with the woman you love. I ask for your forgiveness for having been a hindrance in your life; the time has come to leave, and I will quietly step out of your life because I couldn’t bring myself to say goodbye. I never wanted anything but your love, so I waive any compensation. Take care of yourself; from the bottom of my heart, I wish you much happiness. God bless you, Goodbye, Elizabeth