How Does Great Gatsby End Novels & Stories

But in the end, it was their decision, and we had no choice but to accept it. There were never any huge fights or cheating scandals between them as far as I knew. They simply fell out of love. Now Dad lived in Manchester with his girlfriend, handling the Burkhart & Wilson Enterprise branch there while Mom handled things back home. Surprisingly, they still got along well. After the call ended, Maggie and I eventually started driving back. “So you’re really not going to say goodbye to Zai at all?” I asked as I parked in front of her boyfriend's apartment building.

It's the only solace that I can cling to when I descend into hell. I set the letter aflame and dropped it into the ashtray, watching as it turned into a pile of black ashes. It reminded me of our dead love. I didn't cry. Giselle's death wasn't an ending or a beginning. It was simply a full stop. A messy and bloody full stop that marked the end of my ridiculous past. From that day forth, Hayden Sawyer's and Giselle Lambert's lives were no longer intertwined.

He dropped the gun on the floor when he saw the policeman slowly creeping in from behind the door. Judy grabbed Ella once more. Ella closed her eyes as she embraced her destiny. " This is how my story ends!" Ella thought as a tear slid down her cheek. *Bang*

Then, one night while driving a drunken Abigail home, she drove the car off the cross-sea bridge. I watched in shock as Grace smiled and pinned a dried lily of the valley to her chest. The next second, she rushed toward the bridge barrier without hesitation. "If I had known that it would end like this, I should have taken you away no matter the cost." Those were the final words Grace spoke before her death. Remembering the shock of that moment, I looked at Grace before me, briefly lost in thought. "What are you thinking about?" she asked. Her pleasant voice reached me, and my Adam's apple bobbed unconsciously. I was just about to answer when a discordant voice shattered the moment.

Is this really how it ends? ***

“Caden and I will call the doctor and get you some food too. You two should talk.” The second they left, Gus began. “I'm glad you're okay.” “Me too.” I said quietly. He gave me a quiet nod and rose to his feet. I panicked. He was leaving? “I'll see you around, Gabrielle.” He said it like he was saying bye and let go of my hand. My jaws dropped as I watched him walk to the door. Run after him. Chase him. Don't you dare let him go, Gatsby. I screamed at my legs to move and they did.

"I don't want anyone to hear us celebrating." THE END

" She stopped. Her eyes darted from Lyssa to me. Lyssa's eyes found mine, lingered on mine, our eyes locked briefly, before she turned away and left. That was it. The End. The end of our story, the end of us, the end of our love story.

I never knew the name was my executioner. "You’ve reached the end of the page, Hazel," a voice boomed. It wasn't a sound in the air. It was a thought placed directly into my brain. "Every story needs a finale. And yours is a tragedy." The giant fountain pen descended. The nib was as sharp as a spear, dripping with ink that looked like melted stars. It touched the ground a mile away, and a massive wave of white emptiness started to erase the city. People weren't dying; they were just vanishing. They were being un-drawn.

And in that moment, I thought again of the funeral. But my heart didn’t hurt anymore. It was all in the past. Whether sorrow or love, it ended right here. I raised my champagne glass and gave a small smile toward Enzo on the shore. Wishing him happiness for the rest of his life. And the same for myself. (The End)