Novel & Cerita Goodbye,my Messy Life

Finally, he sent a text message. Eric: [Hazel, I'm sorry. Will you come back?] I did not reply. Some mistakes could not be fixed with just an apology. The pain of twenty years of neglect, the trauma of the birthday party fire, and the betrayal by my father to satisfy his illegitimate daughter's desires were memories that had deeply scarred me, impossible to erase with just an apology. I erased the text message, set my phone aside, and shifted my gaze towards the living room. Andre was sitting on the carpet, with my son on his lap, earnestly telling him a story. "Then the big bad wolf howled and fell off the bridge!"

Things cannot get messier. Fuck. Me.

I am relieved that my siblings didn't go through the trauma of not getting love from anyone and being alone as I am because they have me. " My Life is a big mess, Cami! I don't know how to clean it up or to come out of it." I pulled my knees and hugged them and put my head on my arms. I don't even have the energy to talk but I need to get everything out so I can feel somewhat better.

"Ms. Gable, the head of Gray Corporation wants to schedule a meeting to discuss a partnership. Do you have time for that?" I glanced at my schedule, which was packed. Then, I pointed at a date. "That day works." From now on, my life would only get better and better. A new chapter was going to begin, and it would be as wonderful as an ice-cold soda on a summer afternoon.

The message contained only one sentence: "The person who ruined your life is closer than you think."

If I'm not careful, I wet myself. "I lost my husband and my child for three whole years. Again and again, I had to endure that humiliation. Don't you think I have the right to hate you? "Do you honestly think a few words of regret are enough for me to forgive you?" His eyes were bloodshot. He opened his mouth like he wanted to speak, but no words came out. Seeing him standing there in a daze, I let out a long, exhausted sigh. "Stop bothering me." I glanced down at the mess on myself, then turned to leave.

Halle's expression twisted in annoyance. "Stop with that high and mighty act, like you don’t care about anything. I’m here to take back what belongs to me." I continued my work, my fingers moving slowly on her shoulders. "I never intended to fight you for what you want," I said calmly. "You’ve seen the mate-bond dissolution papers yourself." By the time the massage ended, my legs felt weak. I staggered toward my room, desperate just to collapse into bed. Jasper stepped out of his study and stopped, his eyes fixed on my face.

Time sure zoomed by. Today was my 19th birthday, but my science project flopped. It made me wonder if I was just not cut out to be a doctor. I ended up turning on my old phone and saw a few messages. [Rose, it's Mom and Dad. We don't expect you to forgive us. We just want you to be happy and take care of yourself. Happy Birthday, our dear treasure.] [We messed up before. Don't think less of yourself because of our mistakes. You're an amazing kid—kind, honest, smart, and brave. Take your gift and discover your own world.]

"Take good care of Natalie for now. Don't worry. I'll be back soon." I nodded wordlessly. The atmosphere fell flat for a moment. Joshua scratched his head before saying, "Let's head back for now, or she might start suspecting." "Alright," I replied. Going home would only mean that more people would learn about the scandal between Joshua and Lynda. Compared to the anger and outrage I felt in my past life, I was much calmer in this life. … Unsurprisingly, just like how it was in my past life, Samantha suggested moving houses once we returned home.

I wouldn’t stoop to fighting over someone’s leftovers, and I certainly wouldn’t lose sleep over it. Before I could say another word, a hoarse voice came through the phone. "Liz… what did you just say?" I hung up, blocked the number, grabbed my bag, and stood up to leave. On my way out, I casually tipped my iced coffee onto Michelle’s lap. "I was willing to let it go because, as women, we should know better than to tear each other down. You made me uncomfortable, sure, but I never thought about getting back at you.