If He Had Been With Me Synopsis Novels & Stories

I admitted, I miscalculated my approach. Originally, I had intended to sit quietly until the end of the movie, sulking on the sofa, staring at the screen. However, as the ending approached, I sensed him edging closer to me. I remained engrossed in the storyline of the film, which depicted the male lead recalling his past experiences: abandonment, abuse, wrongful imprisonment, and being beaten in prison.

"Well, Sophia please follow me." He moved away from the door before walking with me on his heels. One thing quickly came to mind as I followed him. The man who told us, it seems to me, is also Greg's assistant, so what is my role in this story? If he already has an assistant why would he still need me? Unless it's a setup.

I noted. He nodded, but seemed to be at a loss for words. I didn’t wait for him to figure out what he wanted to say. I started walking down the sidewalk in the direction we had come from. He took a few long strides to catch up to me, then matched my pace. Walking alongside the man I had vowed long ago to kill was bizarre, but everything in my life was bizarre at this point. I was confused by what had just transpired and, despite all of my attempts to convince myself otherwise, I was glad to have Onyx next to me. At least for now.

I inform him. "Cool." He leans back on the couch. He looks much sane compared to the first day he came here. I'd do anything for him and I am sure he would too, for me. He's the only one I've got since Olivia backed out on us. "Wait," I say as I ponder for a few seconds, my glass of pineapple juice midway to my mouth. "What?" Vic asks without looking at me. "Olivia," I utter as I place the glass on the table and cross my legs on top of each other.

It was a long story. “Are you sure you haven’t felt it yet?” He asked from behind me. I sighed as I turned on the faucet. He was talking about the mate bond. Yes. The most ironic thing happened. Jarred had mated with me. But the funny part was that I didn’t feel anything either. Maybe I was trying so hard to resist it. Why? Because I was already seeing someone—Roger.

"If I had told you that I wanted to marry you earlier, if I had made our relationship public sooner, none of that would've happened." He gently brushed my cheek. "But don't worry. I didn't let them get away with it last time, either. Their ending was the same as this life." "The same?" I asked quietly. "You already knew how this would end?" He smiled and didn't answer. Instead, he took me under an overpass. There were people everywhere. Many of them had once worked for the Castillos. A few were classmates who had taken out predatory loans because of Hannah. When we arrived, Hannah's closest follower was being stripped and pinned down by a group of older men.

Right before I died, he leaned in and whispered, "If it weren't for you, Gloria and I would've been together. So if there's a next life... let me go." That was it. Whatever love I had left burned out. Gone. So when I came back, I avoided Evan like my life depended on it. Eight years. No contact. No mistakes. And I still ran into him. *** I had zero interest in wasting time on either of them. I just wanted to find Mia.

It was a masterclass in manipulation, and I had just been schooled. The conversation with Chloe replayed in my mind. “What’s your next step?” I had wanted to see him, to feel a connection. I had seen him. I had felt a connection, but it was the connection of a stranger, a ghost from his past. The investigation had begun, but it had already led me to a place of profound discouragement.

“why were you with him?” “I was stranded,” I say. “You cancelled. I didn’t have a ride and he offered.” “I saw you,” Seth says quietly. “At the restaurant.” My eyes return to his face. “So you saw me,” I reply. “Did you also see yourself too?” He stiffens slightly. “What does that mean?”..“I saw you too,” I say. “With Regina getting into your car. Looking all good and comfortable.” He opens his mouth, then closes it again.