Hold On My Darling Novels & Stories

Her bags, a large suitcase and a smaller duffel, sat by the front door, stark monuments to her decision. She had cried all night, her eyes swollen and red-rimmed, a testament to the ocean of tears she’d shed. The digital clock on her microwave glowed 10:00 AM, a stark reminder of the passing time, and still, no text, no call, no sign of him. The finality of it all settled deep in her bones.

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And this time, I was going to hold on to it forever. [THE END]

To Henry, it sounded undeniably like coquetry. A fire surged in Henry's belly. It nearly raced to his head and stripped him of all rationality. "Do you see who I am?" Henry stared at her intently. He needed to know if her request was because she mistook him for another man. Natalie smiled. "Aren't you Henry?" Henry's throat bobbed as he spoke again, his voice slightly hoarse, "Why… do you suddenly want me to hold you?" "So, will you hold me or not?" Natalie mumbled, struggling to prop herself up from the couch. "If not, never mind, I'm going to sleep."

I couldn't keep my balance anymore. "I'm not gonna hold tonight, darling. I'm going to take you," he hoarsely said and kissed me hard. . c.m. louden

Keith held the diamond ring and suddenly knelt on one knee before her. All of a sudden, the music started playing. The beautiful music sounded like an angel playing the piano, flowing into the ears of its listeners. Beautiful waitresses from the restaurant, adorned in white bridal dresses, held bouquets as they stood in two rows. They lifted up their bouquets, creating a sweet and romantic scene. Keith, who was holding the diamond ring, looked up at Summer at this moment. His cold, sharp eyes brimmed with affection. Still kneeling on one knee, Keith said passionately, "Be my girlfriend, Summer."

Milo says. “Wait, can we give him his soul back? And maybe give it to James too, I’ll hold yours and take good care of yours,” I say to Milo making him chuckle. “I feel the love,” James groans on the other side of the bed, I chuckled at him. “I have a friend, she can hold your soul, or maybe Milo can hold yours,” I say with a smile. “Doesn’t work that way,” they both say at the same time making me pout again, not fair.

“I am sure of my decision today. And I know that there is no one else in this world that could take my breath away the way you do. Make my heart beat faster the way you do, make me lose my mind the way you do. You bring out the worst and the best in me. You are my existence, my heart. From this day forward, you hold my heart within the palm of your hands. And for as long as you choose, I will hold and cherish you, through sickness and health and through heaven and hell. My heart will always belong to you.” Tears were streaming down my face in a marathon. And I just smiled. “Wow” I mouthed to him, unable to use my voice.

Her necklace was shaped like a key, while mine was a lock. Back when I set everything aside and followed Andrew to this unfamiliar city, he had these couple necklaces custom-made. He made me promise that only he would have the key to my heart and vowed to wear the necklace forever, just like how he'd love me forever. But now, that same necklace was on another woman. Nothing could get more ironic than that. I took mine off and handed it to Selena. "Well, mine's yours now. Looks like they do belong together." …

That night, after calmly arranging his affairs, I took sleeping pills and lay down next to him. “I’ll be with you soon.” When I opened my eyes again, there was a blinding white light. “Are you okay?” I shot upright and realized I was leaning over my desk. The girl next to me was wiping tears from her cheeks, choking on her sobs. “Emma just went off with Callum. Ugh, finally, love triumphs over everything.” My eyes widened as I looked down at the novel in front of me. It was open to the chapter titled “Please Wait for Me.” The illustration showed him holding my hand, standing by the sea, supporting each other through life.