Novel & Cerita If He Had Been With Me Synopsis

He was watching me, his face streaked with dirt and tears. Our eyes met. And in that moment, everything else fell away. The bond between us flared to life, stronger than it had ever been. No longer suppressed. No longer hidden. My mate. My true mate. Alive and safe. I took a step towards him but my legs gave out. And darkness claimed me.

Watching me. Our eyes met. His grin cut the darkness. He knew I’d seen him. I stumbled back. My phone buzzed: “He’s watching. He never stopped.

For all I knew, he'd stayed at the bar with some brunette after I'd left. I bit the tongue piercing between my teeth and thought. "Shouldn't we discuss this with the others?" "Screw it, I still have to call them back and sort it out... and as soon as possible." So I kind of expect you not to let me down, Haves,” he retorted grumpily. I didn't really have a specific idea. I frowned as the traffic light turned green and sped forward. "And what about Fallen?" I asked, remembering the diary entry.

His fingers between mine. Then I looked back at the screen. Somewhere in the second half I stopped tracking the plot entirely. It genuinely did not matter. I was warm and full and his heartbeat was steady under my ear and the room had gone properly dim around us and I was not interested in fictional people and their fictional problems. "Are you actually watching this?" he asked. "Yes." "What just happened?" Pause. "The guy went somewhere." "The guy went somewhere." Very flat. "He did. He went to the thing. With the other person."

The embarrassment still sat heavy in my chest, but underneath it was something more complicated now. Something I didn’t want to name. After a moment, I rubbed my forehead lightly and exhaled. “I hate scenes like this.” “I know.” “I didn’t want any of this,” I added quietly. Adrian’s expression softened slightly. “I know that too.” For a while, neither of us spoke. Then he reached across the table slowly and gave my hand a brief, steady squeeze. “It’s fine,” he said gently. But even as I nodded, sitting there under the dim restaurant lights, I knew something had already shifted too far to call it fine.

"Have it your way, then. But don’t come crawling back to me when you realize that no one else will ever understand you the way I do." As he walked away, I felt a strange sense of relief wash over me, mingled with the sadness of what once was and what would never be again. I knew then, with absolute certainty, that no matter how many times he asked, no matter how desperate he was, I could never go back to that life. And I was finally okay with that.

Although I tried, I couldn't keep the sarcastic tone out of my voice. The disappointment on his face turns serious. "He actually did. I wasn't expecting to see Ash, I already know she won't be coming home with you. I was looking forward to meeting my new daughter-in-law but for some reason best known to you both you didn't bring her with you also." He says and turns around, talking as he walks away. "I blame myself. Things wouldn't have been this fucked up if I'd gone with you instead of staying back." That I agree with. I won't deny that I would have done a lot of things differently if he was with us in Hill-backside.

That this was going to happen. “ Can you tell me what exactly it is that he dipped his hands in?” Was I too late? I had helped in the best way that I could. I had been there in the shadows without knowing the demons that lurked around. I had comforted him without knowing everything that had gone underneath and now. “The meeting is canceled” I turned around on my heels. I was leaving to find him and get an explanation from him. If that was what it took, I will do so right now.