History Is All You Left Me Novels & Stories

Henry:Dont leaving me lonely Cause i need you🎼🎼 Roxanna: yes baby I need you🎼🎼🎼🎼 We ended and I kissed her forehead. olivia William:ooh oo yeah This isn't goodbye, Even has I watch you leave, This isn't goodbye i swear I won't cry, Even as tears fill my eyes, I swear I won't cry Any other girl, I'll let you walk away, Any other girl, am sure I'll be ok Tell me what makes a man,

The future we thought we gonna have. The happiness in our eyes that's now long lost, the smile over our lips that's now stolen away. My fingers lingered over the girl, "You promised you won't leave." I slowly let the words out. "Then why you left-" "Why you left me Cara ?" I didn't make any sense. I know. It's not like she left with choice. But this pain that's clawing its way to my bones, to every part of me, this ache that found its way even to my veins, it's all too much to handle, too much to bare.

“I don’t care anymore. I have friends now. I’m sure you made plenty in London.” She didn’t look affected at all. The coldness of it actually made me shiver. “You’re being immature.” “You’re an asshole.” “Watch your tone. I’m still your boss.” “My apologies, Mr. Montgomery,” she said, quiet now. “Don’t I get a welcome-back hug?” I asked, hoping, now that we’d finally said something real, she’d give an inch. Jasmine Ray and Japheth Montgomery were best friends before they were anything else — before four years of silence turned two children into strangers wearing grown-up names. Then he comes home. As her boss. Japheth is handed a company in crisis, a rival who wants to watc

Alexander speaks softly, his hands clutching at his sides. “Is that so?” Isabella mocked, edging closer to him. “Tell her, Alexander. Share with her the evening you walked away from me, recount the promises you gave me, explain how you pledged to protect and support me, to remain with me, and then left without uttering a single word. Clara's eyes grew wide from the surprise of what she had just heard, and she stepped back. “Is that true?” “It’s not that simple,” Alexander remarked, his voice low. “Isabella and I… we had a history. But it’s over, It’s been over for years.”

“They say you have the footage. Nobody knows who leaked it, but many already do.” I wasn’t surprised. The council members had all seen the videos. Someone would talk. I didn’t need to know who. It was enough that the information was out. In my last life, I screamed until my throat bled and nobody listened. This time, they believed what they saw. The truth didn’t need shouting; it needed an opportunity to be seen. I closed the book and set it aside. “Leo.” “Yeah?” “Thank you.” He glanced at me but said nothing, stood, and turned off the living room lights. Footsteps faded down the hallway. The door to his room clicked shut.

After that, sure enough, Adrian didn't come back. Not even a single message. But there was one thing worth being glad about. At night, I could finally sleep without leaning on anything. That night I slept well, deep and dreamless, all the way through. Today was my last day here. I gathered up everything in this house that Adrian had given me. What could be donated, I donated. What couldn't, I burned. The fire roared and turned every memory of us to ash, the way our love would never be whole again.

"I love you." "I love you too but sometimes love is not enough. Loyalty is important too. Promise me you won't leave me, you'll always love me" "Ayana I..." His phone rang. It was his lawyer. "I have to take this, I'll be back. I love you" he kissed her lips and left her room. His lawyer called to inform about a meeting with Claire's lawyer about Auxton Oaks. Oliver said he would be present at the meeting. He hoped Claire would also be there. He went to meet the Chef when he was done with the call and got the food for Ayana.

“A proud Alpha like you won't bow and beg my forgiveness. And I don't need you to. Let's each keep this last shred of dignity and say goodbye properly.” I turned and walked toward the figure who'd been watching me from the gate. Rowan stood there, his eyes anxious, but he didn't come over. He was leaving me this stretch of open ground to settle things. As he always had, he’d left all the choices and every way out entirely to me. Behind me came Cain's voice. For the first time, so low, so hoarse, so unlike him. “Elara.” I didn't look back. Three years ago, I'd looked back at him countless times. Waited countless times.

The last message was a photo he had sent me three years ago. I stared at that photo for a long time. Then I exited the chat, opened the photo of the divorce agreement, and sent it to him.

I look in his eyes as I say it. He smiles back “ I love you too.” He replies. I start to leave the room taking my popcorn bowl to the kitchen and I see him start to settle back into the couch turning the TV to a game. He also now has his phone out and he’s typing a message to someone with a smile on his face. I stand in the doorway for a few moments just watching him. I can’t help but feel like I’ve lost him and I just don’t know what to do. ++