Hey Leave Her Alone Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Leave me alone.” I pushed past her; every muscle in my body was wound too tight. She moved out of my way, eyes dark and full of derision. “If you think he'd do the same thing for you, you don't know Noah Black,” she called after me. I ignored her, focusing on putting one foot in front of the other. I needed to get to where I could think and cry. I needed to be alone.

She said then leave… Tb.

"Are we really arguing about this?" "You don't get it, do you?" She looked hurt. "You know what? Forget it. Just go and leave me alone." She turned and walked away.

I want to be alone please , just leave, seeing you right now reminds me of nothing but the pain you have caused me ,so please just leave ," she said and turned her face away . I respected her wish because I also needed to think things through. All she said kept ringing in my head and I needed some time to think about it ,but one thing I knew for sure was that I wronged her and I should apologize for it . "I'm sorry ," I said and walked out of her ward .

—What? I take her by the waist and hold her chin subtly. —Tell me you don't love me anymore... if you tell me... I'll leave you alone. You don't love me anymore?

I asked her quietly, “You are leaving? Just like that?” She halted in her steps without turning around, “We all have been there for you. Always. Now it’s your turn to realize that this world doesn’t revolve around you.” She said softly and started walking away. I could still hear the clicking of her heels when I turned to Shella. “You may leave too… if you want,” I told her softly. She came and hugged me to her, “You better spend some alone time with yourself. That Pashley is a big girl. She can take care of herself, love.”

"Please just go." Leave me alone. Leave me alone to fall apart in peace.

“You okay?” “Leave me alone,” she said, her voice muffled. “I’m sorry,” I said, leaning against the door. “I just had to say something, she can’t do that to you.” “I know,” she said, quieter. “Just… I need to be alone.” “Okay,” I said. “I’m here if you need me.”

She doesn't say anything for a while, only sniffles quietly. "Please leave me alone." Comes her whispered reply, her voice breaking. I close my eyes for a second and turn to face her properly. "Shayla, I'm sorry, I didn't mean for it to come out like that. I just--" "You don't love me. I get it." I bite my lip. "I'm fine, just please... leave me alone." She weeps wretchedly, burying her face into the pillow. I sigh, defeated, and stand up. "Your bed is ready next door. If you need anything, you can shout." She whispers, and I stare at her back for a moment and nod before I walk out of the room, leaving her alone.

I say, trying to hold her again, but she pulls away. Goddamn it. “I know. Just leave me alone,” she deadpans. “You want me to really leave you alone? Look at me and say it, and I’ll leave you.” She turns to me. “Leave me alone.” “Fine.” Fine. I’ll leave her. I don’t care anyway. I turn and leave, going back to my room. I’ll just focus on work, and when she’s finally ready to drop the attitude, I’ll be here.