Her Bad Her Loss Huh Novels & Stories

I hear Abe's voice behind me. "Hey bro, this numbs the pain I feel. I need her so bad, I feel like I'm losing it...." I pour more whiskey into my glass and take a long sip. "Oh! and congratulations on getting the girl, you deserve to be happy. Hope you won't let her go like I did with Lia" I feel tears threatening to fall, I haven't cried since my partner died. I feel my eyes burning just thinking how messed up my life is, without Lia I'm just lost in a wilderness of no return.

"There's no next time. Jenny and I broke up." I didn't even know what to say. He looked up at me, eyes lost. "Ruth... if I said I regretted everything, would that make me pathetic?" I turned away, grabbed my cup, and headed for the water. At the doorway, I paused. Looked back at his hopeful face. "You're the one who told me—life doesn't go in reverse." Jack lowered his head, eyes dim. Didn't say a word. He'd told me that ten years ago.

I wasn’t hurting I was just sad. She was no longer apart of my life anymore. I shrugged. “There’s not much I can do and I’m not hurting I’m sad”. I had a right to be sad. I lost the one constant in my life. She just walked out and never looked back. “Same thing baby”. It wasn’t but okay. “I’m not really feeling girls night anymore. Could you cancel for me?”. “I don’t think you should cancel”. My eyes connected with his. “I think you need this”.

Tears rolled down my eyes. Have I lost him? Is this truly the end of the happy thing we had going on? I messed up, I ruined it all. T. B. C!

Asked questions. Demanded answers. Kyle simply accepted her silence. As though her comfort mattered more than his curiosity. And somehow… That hurt even more. Because kindness was harder to defend against. The music shifted. Another slow melody. Neither moved away. Neither seemed eager for the dance to end. “Have you ever loved someone so much,” Irina whispered suddenly, “that losing them felt like losing part of yourself?” The question escaped before she could stop it. Immediately she regretted it. Kyle’s eyes never left hers.

"He's not doing this for you. He's doing this because losing things is the one experience Cassian Hale has never learned to tolerate." I said nothing. "You feel like change," she said. "You're not. You're just the thing he didn't value until it was gone. There's a difference." A pause. She was waiting for a reaction. I knew she was waiting because I could hear the specific quality of someone holding very still on the other end of a line, listening for the sound of damage being done. I didn't give her one. "Thank you for calling," I said. I hung up.

she drawled, not even looking up at first. The comment hit me like a physical slap, but I refused to give her the satisfaction of a flinch. "Well, it was nothing Jason couldn’t handle," I replied, my voice clipped. I turned toward the stairs, my muscles screaming for rest. "You know... I honestly wonder why he even bothers with you anymore. It’s exhausting to watch. The truth is, you were **never** good enough for him. You never had what it took, and you certainly didn't deserve the chances he gave you. Mama? She couldn't see it—she was always too blinded by her own hopes to realize who you actually are.

--- “And you lose yourself again?” --- She nodded slowly. --- Silence. --- --- “That won’t happen,” he said. --- She shook her head immediately. --- “You can’t promise that.” --- “I’m not promising it.” --- A pause. --- “I’m saying you’re not the same person anymore.” --- --- That again. --- That reminder. --- --- “You keep saying that,” she murmured. --- “Because it’s true.” --- --- He stepped closer. Stopping just in front of her. --- “You didn’t lose yourself because you were weak,” he said quietly.

The piece of him and her that didn't get the chance. She scoffs in her head. Was it their loss or just hers? Would he bother about it? Would he grieve over the child they lost? Immediately he sees her, his countenance hardens. His icy glare fixes on Electra, and his lips thin; drawn into a line that echoes just how much he didn't want her there. “Why are you here?” Anders asks. Electra knows better than to tell him anything. News like that wouldn't interest him. It's her loss, not his, not theirs, just hers.

her voice breaking, she was crying. "I'm sorry, Hannah's loss is just a big cloak of darkness in our family since all of you know we have also already lost my husband Brandon. Our lives will never be the same without Hannah. We are extremely thankful for the friends she has gained along the way, her eyes darted at me and I tightened my fists, piercing her with my look "Bitch" I muttered.