I'll Never Be Yours Novel Novels & Stories

Her soft perfume lingered in the air, and she looked as graceful as ever in a simple black dress and flats, a few books clutched to her chest. They both paused. Her eyes flickered over his face but just briefly. No smile. No recognition. Then she walked past him. Like a stranger. Orion stood still, frozen. His heart twisted painfully. “She doesn’t even remember me again…” he mumbled to himself, voice barely audible. The ache in his chest deepened.And just like that, he was alone again. WILLIAMS COMPANY The glass doors slid open and Ivy stepped inside nervously, clutching her end of her worn out hoodie. She had barely slept, and her eyes were slightly red and puffy from crying.

But as I stared out the window, watching the city lights flicker in the distance, I couldn’t help but wonder: Would the ache in my chest ever truly fade? The silence in my penthouse felt suffocating. The weight of my decision hung heavy, and though I had told Robert not to bring me any more updates, my mind refused to obey. It replayed every smile Kirsten had shared, every glance that hinted at something deeper, and now every report that confirmed her happiness with Vincent. I stood up abruptly, pacing the room as if I could outwalk the torment in my chest. The city lights outside mocked me, their brilliance a cruel reminder of how dim my life had become without her.