I Never Left You Novels & Stories

He deliberately trailed off, sliding his hand down Kelly's arm to grab her wrist. I sniffled, but as I stared at that hand that had held mine countless times before, I suddenly found that I had no tears to cry. My voice was a lot calmer and steadier than I had expected when I said, "No need. We're no longer an item, so I wish you two all the best." With that, I turned to leave. The smile on Zachary's face froze momentarily, but then he let out a scoff. "What's with the tough and stubborn act? You'll definitely come crawling back to me within three days. Anyway, I guess I'll just have to enjoy myself with my new babe for today."

“Please.” “If I hadn’t come, how long were you going to lie? A year? Forever?” “It wasn’t like that—” “Was it funny, Matteo? Watching me scrimp and save? Living in fear while you played Godfather?” I walked past him and yanked my old suitcase from the closet. “Sara, where are you going!” “Where do you think? You have your whore. I’m leaving.” “No!” His hand shot out, gripping my wrist like a vise. His desperation was a physical force. “You can’t. I can fix this. I’ll end it. Just don’t go. I’m begging you.”

Clive messaged me almost immediately. [What do you mean?] A breakup, obviously. I didn't bother explaining. I blocked every way he could contact me and left that 12-person group chat as well. When I looked up again, I had just arrived outside the apartment complex we had rented off campus together. Clive didn't come back that night. He was probably continuing whatever Danielle and he had been doing before I interrupted them. Thinking that, I started packing. While sorting through my things, I came across a Polaroid photo.

"It's all our fault. But Fifi, that's still your home—" "No, it isn't. That's yours and Simone's," I cut him off. "I've never felt like I belonged there. I'm happy with my life now. We just weren't meant to be family in this lifetime. Let's leave it at that. Please don't come looking for me again." I turned and walked away without another glance. I didn't care if they regretted not treating me better as they watched me leave. It was too late for regret anyway. I was no longer that girl who foolishly waited for their love.

“I’m here. I’ll never let you go.” Never.

I nodded, fists so tight my knuckles turned white, and brushed my tears with a shaky hand. As I watched them in each other's arms, I knew I was the odd one out. "Don't worry, I'll step aside. I'll clear the way for your happiness. "Just remember, this house is mine. So hurry up and pack your stuff, and get out!" With that, I walked away from the room. Every second I spent looking at that painful scene felt like a stab to my heart. Bennett's voice, livid with rage, followed me. "Holly, don't throw away what I'm offering. I told you—no divorce. Why can't you let go of Rosie?"

The thought of him leaving right now makes me feel a strange sense of cold, like a thick fur coat being reaped off me during a hazardous winter. He stops in front of me, his lips falling into a thin line, his eyes watching mine intensely “Kara, I know I promised not to ever leave you alone, especially everything that happened but I need to go. I promise I’ll be back. And I can send someone to stay with you till I’m back. To make sure you’re okay.“ I looked up at him and thought about what to say. As much as I wanted him to stay I know he needs to go where he’s needed. I’d hate myself if something were to happen to his mother and I’m the reason he wasn’t there on time.

She deserves to be happy and I will support whatever decision she takes. " I don't know Selena. All I know is that I won't be leaving this family and I'm never going to accept a mate if you're not accepting yours. We started this together and whatever happens, I'm staying" she says and I feel the same way as her. We are a family here together and we have built the pack up from nothing, it will take a lot for anyone of us to give up on it. We sit for the rest in silence and just enjoy our morning.

But genuine love was the most fickle thing in the world. When Cecilia returned to her bedroom, her phone lit up. They were texts from Lyon. [I’m at the Gates of Hell. The club you tipped off to the ATF last month. The one that got the underground casino shut down.] [Room V999. If you really want to check up on me, come now.] [And bring a box of condoms.]

I said and we both just stayed in silence after that. “I will leave and please take care of yourself.” I said getting up. “Thanks for coming.” He said looking at me. “Sorry for coming late.” I said and walked outside. I took a deep breath after I closed the door and rushed outside the hospital. I rubbed my face and left for flat. Just six more months! I chanted to myself and drifted off into sleep on the couch. *Ajay Mehra Pov* “Did she say she loves you?” Mom asked after Jiya left.