Novel & Cerita Hopeless Pursuit

“You’re the reason my life’s falling apart.” Five years of chasing her had worn me thin, a relentless cycle of hope and frustration. I’d followed every lead—a sighting in Paris, a rumor in London, a fleeting trace in some nowhere town. I’d traveled endlessly, hired trackers, paid for information, but each step forward pushed her further away, as if she’d dissolved into the ether. Sometimes, I wondered if she was dead, if the trail had gone cold because there was nothing left to find. Everything screamed at me to stop, to admit she wasn’t worth it, but I couldn’t. I wouldn’t.

"Normally I would beg for an explanation, but right now I don't care. I will just focus on my company like I always did, sure I'm second best to you, but I'm more than happy with the partners I have and where my business is going." "Now, if you would excuse me, I must get back. I have someone waiting on me." "I just want to make amends and-" "Its too late for that now, fifteen years too late. Go back to your golden child, the one who can't do no wrong and allow the back sheep to go in peace." Elijah gave a laugh. “You are as stubborn as your mother, but as you wish. Don't come running back."

The moon was slowly disappearing and the mist of colorful clouds started to surround the vast skies It was phenomenal to witness and I was bewitched by the beautiful spectacle So what is this dreadful feeling overtaking my mind "Have I finally gone insane?" 'This isn't something that should happen...' "This is not normal...*gulp*" I mumbled But to my surprise, these people didn't even flinch at the sight of something so bizarre... What is up with these people?! They continued to drag me towards who knows what without saying anything It was odd They didn't say a thing to each other the whole time... Not when I screamed profanities, nor when I tried to escape from the man...

I quickly apologized and returned to Anton, trying to hide the disappointment in my voice. "It wasn’t her," I said, attempting to mask my frustration. Anton offered silent support. He knew my chances of finding her were slim, but I couldn’t stop searching. That night in Santorini had planted a seed in me, one I couldn’t uproot. As the night wore on, I realized that perhaps Anton was right. I needed to let this go and focus on the present. But deep down, I knew I wouldn’t give up so easily. One day, somehow, I would find the blonde woman I had been with and get the answers I so desperately sought.

The mere thought of finally reuniting with the person he seeks fills him with hope, igniting a spark of determination amidst the shadows of doubt. Despite the challenges he faced, he remained steadfast, carefully combing through the diary's pages, mining for precious details that may ultimately lead him to Felicity's current location. In this moment of distress, his unwavering commitment and resilience shine through, guiding him along the winding path in pursuit of the one he hoped to find.

But otherwise, that heavy weight continued to press down over all of them. Dread and hopelessness seemed to thicken in the air, enough to stifle their breaths. The fact that both their major attempts to reclaim their futures ended in absolute disaster, in utter annihilation. Despite all their efforts, Godeater had won. Those with the most hope risked themselves bravely, but only met the same bleak end as everyone else.

I felt helpless and defeated, a hard lump stuck in my throat, restricting my airflow and making me dumb. I could see the desperation in Anthony’s eyes, I’m sure he had always been in agony in our marriage. That explained why he lived each day of his life comparing me to my best friend and wishing I looked like her. The world is indeed cruel! “Just sign the papers, Selina! You aren’t a bad person, but we weren’t just meant to be. I know I’m alive because of your dad’s kidney and I’m very sorry he died during the transplant. But that doesn’t mean I will spend each day of my life atoning for my failed kidneys.”

I sat on the bench, and he sat on the other side. I’ve heard his deep sigh as if he’s nervous or what, but I didn’t take a glimpse. I look up in the sky. It was dark and shady. The night is getting deep as the moon shines fully. It was just half but it was bright and beautiful. The stars that surround it were shimmering, it looks like crystals when they first occupy with the light. It seems like they’re giving me hope every day. If I can see them twinkling, there’s always be hope for everything. Back to my thoughts, I will not let myself denying again what I truly feel. The past few days, the more I deny it, the more pain I will feel. I will admit, I like him.

He wondered idly if he was in the country above England, before quickly realising that he wouldn't be able to distinguish if it were true, unfamiliar with the accent and other languages. A shooting star fell from the sky, a golden burning light, slowly shrinking, over the hills, until it became nothing, and the sky went back to black. Too small and feeble to begin with to ever make it to the earth, burning up into ash before it could even reach the hope of a grave. He had no wish to make upon it. He had nothing. No dreams, no hopes, and no reason to keep going. He had no place here, or anywhere. He had nobody, with the only man he ever trusted, betrayed by him.

God, I thought that was just a prank, how the hell did he get my number? “Don't ask me how did I get your number. I have ways.” He said sounded so bored. What the hell with this guy? “I don't want to marry you! Never!” I shout and I hang up. I have many problems to consider and he's not my priority. He's just a piece of assh*le. I went out of the hospital to find cheap food, the food that the hospital offers is so expensive. I was about to enter the cheap fast food when someone grabs me and made me smell the handkerchief he was holding until everything went black.