I Won T Lose Mga Nobela at Kwento

I'm begging you. ... I scrolled through every message, cool as ice, then blocked the number like it was nothing. Later, a friend filled me in on Jacob. Apparently, he'd been losing it—asking around like a man on a mission, trying to track me down. I didn't feel anything. Just thought it was pathetic. I'd given up everything for him. He didn't even remember where I was from. "I heard Wendy's pregnant. They're getting married next month." I shrugged, said something vague, and hung up.

It'd always represented my last wall of defense. "Aster, no…" Aubrey tugged at my hand, likely understanding what I was about to do. She was scared things would get out of hand, scared that her perfect family would break apart. I patted her hand and said firmly, "Some losses are necessary to keep our lives in good order, Aubrey." I slowly looked up to meet the gazes of Tristan, Anastasia, and Ophelia. With a sneer, I called out to Tristan. "Are you really sure you don't know who we are, Tristan? Are you sure you want to risk the rest of your life for these two women?"

"You are your own person. Not anyone's property. Not now. Not ever." His words landed in the last guarded space in my chest and melted it out. My eyes stung. I sniffed, quick. "Adrian. That's not fair." "You can't say those things to me right now. How am I supposed to say no?" He laughed and bent his head and pressed a soft kiss to my forehead. "Then don't." "Paris Fashion Week. Think of it as rehearsal for our honeymoon. Yes?" I looked at him, the hope in his face, and nodded.

“I don’t want you to lose because of me.” I cupped her face gently, forcing her to look at me again. “If I lose,” I said, “then I lose. But I won’t lose you to win a title.” Nyra inhaled sharply, as if the sentence hurt her because she wanted to believe it too much. I leaned in, letting my forehead touch hers. “And you,” I added, voice softer but still firm, “will never speak so little of yourself again. Not to me. Not in my presence.”

Without another word, I stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind me, my chest heaving with rage and something darker, something painful. In the hallway, I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself. But my mind was racing, Kurtis's words cutting through my anger. "You’ll lose."The thought was unthinkable, but it haunted me, gnawing at the edges of my resolve. *I couldn’t lose. I wouldn’t lose.* ---

Asked questions. Demanded answers. Kyle simply accepted her silence. As though her comfort mattered more than his curiosity. And somehow… That hurt even more. Because kindness was harder to defend against. The music shifted. Another slow melody. Neither moved away. Neither seemed eager for the dance to end. “Have you ever loved someone so much,” Irina whispered suddenly, “that losing them felt like losing part of yourself?” The question escaped before she could stop it. Immediately she regretted it. Kyle’s eyes never left hers.

I did not reply. With one arm holding my daughter and the other pulling my suitcase, I walked toward her mother's house. No disappointment remained. No compromise either. Only relief. "Goodbye, Gwyneth," I muttered. This was the last time we would ever see each other. From this moment on, we would have nothing to do with each other. Congratulations on losing me. The next day, I boarded a plane. I knew that once I left, I would never return. At the same time…

"If you ever want to check in the future, go ahead. You already know the password." I know that Adrian wouldn't cheat because his upbringing wouldn't allow it. I smiled and shook my head. "No, thanks. I'm not in the habit of going through other people's phones."

He tore the world apart looking for me. When three days of searching turned up nothing, Grayson went straight to Vidar, demanding to know where I was. But Vidar and I hadn't contacted each other ever since I'd been discharged from the hospital that day. He had no idea where I'd gone. He couldn't reach me through the mind-link, and my phone was turned off. Around that time, Grayson learned from Vidar that while my injuries weren't life-threatening, I'd lost the pup because of the incident.