I'm Thinking Of Ending Things Explained 소설 & 이야기

I don't want to overthink, so I'm just going to enjoy this moment with him where everything is bliss. * * Ending?? What do u think, share your thoughts

FINALLY!! The BULLIED series has come to an end. I want to thank all those who supported me throughout this book and waited till the end… I love you all so much. I always said “I would never support rape” and this is me still saying that I do not support it. I had an idea and a plot, I was inspired by an article I found on Stockholm syndrome… that was why I found the Book 1 necessary to be written, so you can see the back story.

END. Couldn't think of a perfect way to end this, anyway __ all in all, we have come to the end of our story , if you haven't said anything since we started , come on, this is your chance, please say something, anything, whatever , just anything you think about it... thanks for reading, don't forget to vote and thanks in advance for your feedback❤

You never cooked for me even once, yet he makes my favorite meals every day. "You never trusted me, while he does. He chooses me without hesitation every single time. Isn't this happiness? "Francesco, I've found my happiness. Please stop disturbing my life." Francesco trembled and finally lowered his head in defeat. It was only when Salvatore wrapped an arm around me, and we watched Francesco walk farther and farther away, that it truly sank in. Eight years of bitterness and pain had finally come to an end. Noticing that I was distracted, Salvatore tactfully didn't ask questions. He simply grinned at me and asked, "Fancy a hike?"

After all the things he said to me I don't think I can talk to him normally anymore. ''Tomorrow I am going to send some people to get you some new clothes and everything else you need.'' ''There's no need to send anyone because I am not going to stay. Tomorrow I am going to ask Aiden to drive me home and continue my life. And I will sign the resignation documents from the company and leave here once and for all.'' I say this with a serious face, and I can see Aaron get angry and his jaw clench. ''No.'' ''I am sorry. What?''

Maybe, I could sell my house and travel to Hawaii–definitely a big no. My body was weak and I couldn't explain just how bitter I felt inside of me. Why didn't I just end the relationship if I wasn't happy with it? Well, you guessed right. He was a silver tongued devil! That was why trying to end it was like squeezing water out of a rock.

“But I can’t stop thinking about him. About us. About what we did. What we could do again.” She was quiet for so long I thought the call dropped. Then, “Okay. Listen to me. You’re not thinking straight right now. You’re high on hormones and trauma and forbidden shit. But if you keep going… you’re going to destroy your mum's feelings. You’re going to destroy yourself. And him, probably. So here’s what we do. We break it. We find a way to end him and your mum before it gets worse. Before there’s a ring, before there’s a wedding, before you’re calling him Daddy in two different ways.”

“Yes. I think this might be the last time.” My throat goes dry. “No. Don’t say that.” “Keith—” “Don’t.” My hands tighten on her waist. “Don’t tell me this is the end. I can’t—” She looks up at me, tears glittering at the corners of her eyes. “Maybe endings aren’t always bad. Maybe it means something new is coming.” “Something new?” I whisper. “Without you?” She cups my face with both hands. “Maybe not without me. Just… different.”

I sit on the edge of my bed, clutching the phone in my lap like it holds the answers to the universe. It’s best if we stop seeing each other. For you. For me. For everything. Ric is leaving me. The thought loops endlessly in my mind, squeezing the air out of my lungs with each repetition.

There has been a lot of thought going through my head for the past week, and every single one of them leads to one: end it. I just wanted to end this, end everything. I was high out of my mind and already had a blade to my wrist, ready to stop these tormenting thoughts, but just at that moment I got that call, and now I have her. In my arms and in my house, she’s the only thing that keeps those thoughts away. She’s the only one who can make me sane just by staring at her.