Goodbye To My Love Novels & Stories

he affirmed. "But there's no music here," she pointed out. "I've got that covered," Ian said, producing his music player from his bag. Kim couldn't help but laugh, "Oh my God, you came prepared?" "Of course. Now, get up, and let's get ready." With the music filling the air, they moved in harmony to the tune of Ellie Goulding's "How Long Will I Love You." As the song concluded, Ian cupped Kim's cheek, gazing into her eyes. "How long will I love you?" he posed.

So I'll just let the guitar cry, baby 'Cause there's no good in goodbye, babe. Can't let you see them coming down my eyes. So I'll just let the guitar cry baby.

I met his gaze steadily. “It’s not hate,” I said. “It’s that I finally stopped loving you.” He staggered back a step. “You know what my father always said before he died?” he murmured. “The Morettis owe her, and one day, we’ll repay that debt.” I lowered my eyes and replied softly, “I’m not part of the Morettis anymore. The only person I owe now is myself. It’s a chance to begin again.” He stood frozen and watched me walk away until I disappeared from view.

They were furious, of course, but more than that, they felt heartbroken for me. They comforted me gently, their warmth easing the pain in my chest. Looking at their faces, I felt a sense of relief. I was lucky to have grown up surrounded by love. That was why I could never bring myself to hold on to a man who didn’t love me. Maybe I wouldn’t be able to let go so quickly. But I knew it would be faster than I had expected. … After dropping Michelle off at her place, Ryan turned to leave. Before he could step away, Michelle, her cheeks flushed, asked if he wanted to stay.

But when I woke up, I was still alone, paying for sins I'll never outrun. "Goodbye, Gina. I wish you and Ryan nothing but joy. In the next life, I swear I won't let you down." I shook the envelope, and a necklace fell out. It was the one that held the ashes of our first baby, Jeremy's last tether to the past, but now he had given it to me. Behind me, Ryan called out, asking me to cut the cake. I called back, slipping the letter into my drawer. Then, I fastened the necklace around my neck and walked toward him.

My father did not hesitate when he stole my heart. Now I had given Marcus my life, just as they wanted me to. So why were they breaking down like this? [Master, the departure procedure is complete.] The system's mechanical voice spoke in my ear. I took one last look at my so-called family and turned away without hesitation. “Let's go. Farewell, and may we never meet again.”

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.

“Goodbye, Mama… I love you. I’ll always love you.” The silence that followed was unbearable, the space where she had been, feeling too empty, too vast. I pressed my hands over my face, rocking forward as I whispered again, brokenly this time, “I love you… I love you…” until the last of my strength gave way, and all I could do was let the grief wash through me, knowing that this was the final goodbye…before darkness enveloped me once again.

You will always be in my thoughts and in my heart. I hope that one day you will find it in your heart to forgive me. Goodbye, my love. May you find peace and happiness in your life. Yours forever, Evaki ..................................................................

I removed my seatbelt. "Quel, If ever my death would make you realize how worth it I am, don't forget to send me gardenia everyday. Goodbye, my love."