I Hope This Finds You Well Audiobook Novels & Stories

Like people who already knew exactly where they were going. And exactly who they expected to find. Gabriel rubbed a hand across his jaw. "I honestly hoped they wouldn't find you yet." That sentence did not improve anyone's mood.

And here in his arms, I have the feeling that I've finally found it. END OF BOOK SIX: LOST AND FOUND

Without hesitation I throw my hand against him and after locating the off button I press my fingers against it “finally it's quiet“ I exclaim after finally having stopped that noise while my room was taken by silence. I rub my fingers against my eyes wanting to remove the heaviness in which they are still submerged, then I took a deep breath and a small laugh escapes from my mouth while I mumble “I'll be going crazy, I don't know what will happen in the future, but I hope that at least you are real “ because curiously the hope of being able to find such an intriguing girl for a few days had nested in my heart and there it remained.

“But I know you. And you don’t belong to anything that hurts you.” The words landed softly. Gently. Irrevocably. And Aurora felt the ground beneath her life shift in a way that had nothing to do with fear… and everything to do with hope. Hope was more dangerous than ghosts. Because ghosts only haunted what already existed. Hope tried to build something new. When she finally reached her apartment, the silence inside felt different than usual. Not empty. Waiting. Her phone lay cold in her hand. One unread message still glowing behind the dark screen.

“And I thought there wasnt going to be any lecturing on this ride.” “I said you don’t get to lecture me, I didn’t agrees to counter terms.” We make a U turn and head towards the main road. The drive is quiet except for the soft tapping of Hopes fingernails against the door handle. She doing her best to look interested in the blur of old houses and empty streets that we pass. A ragged breath grabs my attention. I glance at her. She’s breathing fast. “Hope…” I venture. “Keith… something’s wrong,” she says in a breathy voice.

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Her eyes were the first thing Aren noticed. Not the pals. Not her appearance. It's the loneliness in it. A loneliness that survived decades. Clara looked at the notebook in his hands. Almost awesome. “I thought it was gone.” Her voice was quiet. Like she's not talking often. “We found it.” Aren held the book a little higher. The girl nodded. Then she smiled carefully. And in this smile there was something that broke all the heart. Hope. A hope that had waited too long. “How long are you here?”

Now that they had found new leads in the old case, how could she, the culprit, keep her calm? Sure enough, the pregnancy checkup was just a cover. After dismissing the viewers of her livestream, she immediately stopped smiling as she called Ethan. "Can I visit you, Ethan?" Sophia asked. Ethan's voice rang out over the phone. I had never heard him speak in such a gentle tone before. "There's nothing fun about my job. It's all filthy business. Also, no one has claimed the body yet. I don't want to frighten you and the baby."

We were the Authors of the Ordinary. "What now, Mommy?" Hope asked, leaning her head on my shoulder. I looked at the horizon, where the cracked moon was finally disappearing behind a bank of natural, grey clouds. "Now," I said, my voice warm and human. "We live the 192nd Chapter. And we don't worry about the Climax." The Audit is a Story. The Asset is a Memory. The North is Forever.

"Ah, little one... I hope you're fucking ready for me to wreak havoc on your fucking perfect, little soul because now that I've found you, I'm not fucking letting you go..." I close the message without waiting for a reply.