I Want To Run Away And Never Say Goodbye の小説・ストーリー

Tears pour from my eyes, staining the page as I stare at the last item on the list. RUN AWAY AND START OVER. I cross the point and scribble something else. ESCAPE THIS MARRIAGE AND START OVER.

UNBEARABLE ATTRACTION (IGNAS POV) I watched the man whose eyes pierced my eyes, it was like he could see through my soul even when he was far away, which made me want to give myself to him. At that instant I knew something was wrong when my heart felt like it was burning and I could feel never before excitement in my body, i knew I had to escape from there at times because I couldn't control my body with his gaze on me. Then a chance to escape came when a soldier from the Full Moon pack attacked him from the back seeing he was in a daze. Taking that chance to escape, I ran away so fast, that I didn't even look at the injured soldier who was so angry and looked like he would beat me up when h

Go see the world, take a break, you deserve it. He cleared his throat, the smile fading. "We're going to be sharing our lives, and I really hope you won't hold any grudges against her." He's probably worried I would not play nice with Wendy down the line. However, hey, if he's offering me a ticket to anywhere, maybe it's not such a bad idea to just not come back, I thought. After Chester saw I was not upset, he left me with a few parting words. I grabbed my bag and started packing – a few clothes, the essentials. I was there for over twenty years, and it felt like home.

“Jensen, where are you? Why aren’t you replying to my messages?” Her voice was urgent, with a hint of unease. Back then, I would have yelled at her or gone insane. I had never been this quiet and unresponsive. She sensed something was wrong, and her unease deepened, so her tone softened again. “Jensen, you’re very sensible, unlike him. This is the last time, I promise.” I was slightly startled. Over the years, the words I heard the most from her were 'I promise you'. The first time she ran away from our wedding, she was full of regret and promised she would never believe Kyle again. The second time, she was furious and promised to cut ties with him. The third time, she even smashed her phone

I noticed the scratches on the back of Carl's hand, and he instinctively pulled it back. I chuckled. "Give it to Wendy. It suits her well." Why would I go down that same dead-end road again? Once I made up my mind not to look back, that was it—no turning back, not even if the memories were wonderful. … I left the city where I had spent six years of my life and set off with my best friend to start over. I used my savings to invest in a publicly traded company, and the returns were way better than expected. I bought a new place, traveled to the cities I'd always dreamed of visiting, and took in the views I'd dreamed about for years.

“Let it go. You’re not well enough for this kind of fight.” The words hit Amara harder than she expected. For a moment, her breath faltered, and she turned away quickly, refusing to let either of them see the tear that finally slipped down. “Fine,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “Let’s go.” She brushed past Alex, the scent of her perfume mixing with the wind as she stormed toward the house. The slam of the door echoed through the compound, sharp and final. Silence fell again. Adaobi lingered for a moment, watching Alex, her expression unreadable. Then she turned and followed her sister inside, the door closing behind her with a soft click.

I honestly don't know how Hans, with his brain, managed to run a company! I had made it clear to him that I wanted a divorce, and I'd been waiting for him to sign the papers. Yet here he was, traveling all this way to my grandmother's place. He had completely missed the point! "I'm an object to you, am I? Something you can toss away at will? Yarmilla, maybe you should take a lesson from Susan! "Her kindness is from the heart, while every bit of your niceness is fake! You're only nice to others. You've never once compromised with me."

When I tried to get into the car, she tried to open the door on the passenger's side. I snapped, "Stop. Could you just get off my back?" I had raised my voice a little. Jeannie froze with shock, though I saw her shoulders shaking. Seeing her like this annoyed me even more. "I know you're after my family's funds. Don't worry, the investment is still a going concern even if we don't marry. Happy now? If you are, go away." When she did not respond, I stepped on the gas and sped off. Those inside the private lounge of the bar, both familiar and unfamiliar, were discussing my running away from the wedding.

Lawrence called my name, but he couldn't force out the next sentence. It was as if no matter what he said, it would be rejected. As if no matter what he said, he wouldn't get the answer he wanted. "I don't need your flowers. I'm leaving now. Goodbye, Lawrence Schwartz." This was the first time in five years I had seriously called him by his name. I hoped it would also be the last. I dragged my suitcase outside. That oversized suitcase carried everything I owned from this old house. Lawrence looked back into the house. It was empty, lifeless. What was left for him looked no different from a staged model home.

I asked not giving him chance to talk No ! That's not the case ,I want to bring you out of here ,I want to help you escape "He said What do you ? You want me to run away ? I asked him Yes! He said No! Never ; I will never run away ,If I did that ,it will only make everyone believe that I really tried to kill the king ,I would rather be executed than to be a run away prisoner, where will I get that they won't later look for me Sooner or later they will find me and kill me ,I can't run away forever ,it better I die with the little dignity I have left than to die with shame ",I said