If Only I Knew Book Novels & Stories

Later that night while I was trying to sleep I get a message from Keith. It was a meme it said, "The most beautiful part of loving a guarded girl is this: When she let's you in, it's not because she needs you. She stopped needing people a long time ago. It's because she wants you. And that- That is the purest love of all."- unknown. I went to sleep after reading that and finally rested easy knowing that there was a man out there who knew all my ugly and still wanted to love me. I woke up knowing that I was going to give Keith a chance and pray he doesn't hurt me.

“You told me.” ​I shook my head and my heart was pounding. This couldn’t be true. I had warned her against men who would use her, but I had never mentioned Branwyn. How did he know? The thought sent a hot chill through my veins. He must have been watching her. He must have known her every move, every thought. ​ I read on with my eyes blurring as the words sat before me.

Pero napansin kong ganoon din ang ginawa niya. Tahimik niyang binuksan ang papel. Pagkatapos ay bigla siyang napatigil. Nanlamig ang pakiramdam ko. "Ano iyon?" Hindi siya agad sumagot. Sa halip ay iniabot niya sa akin ang papel. Nanginginig ang mga daliri ko habang binabasa ang unang linya. —If you're reading this... then something went terribly wrong.— Parang huminto ang paghinga ko.

I came in, intending to read, and found him standing on a chair reaching for something on the highest shelf. I stopped in the doorway. His shirt had come untucked slightly on one side. The reaching had pulled it up just enough to reveal a strip of skin at his hip, and I was a reasonable adult woman who was not going to make anything of a strip of skin at someone's hip but my body apparently had not received this memo because it ceased to function normally for approximately four seconds. I recovered. "What are you looking for?" I said. He glanced down at me from the chair. "A book Lucas wants. Blue cover. I can see the spine, but I can't quite—"

It seemed she wanted me to go close. “We don't even know what kind of book it is. What kind of book floats?” I responded, trying to make sense of whatever was going on. “You don't actually need to know, just find out the truth that's why you're here isn't it?” I nodded, determination forming in my eyes. That was truly the reason why I was here. I found out the truth. I immediately rushed towards the place where the book had settled, and then the pages began to flip on its own.

But wait how did I know that I was being hit-on? Well I don’t care about that now. I really want to remember the bookstore. Hmmm. While I am in my deep thoughts my phone vibrates it’s an email because I heard the notification is *ting* I pick my phone from my pocket and I saw the email from Novela Bookstore. Oh right! Oliver also connects my email from the bookstore to know the updates of my book. I forgot to look at my phone. Well Now that I already know it. What’s the use of me being outside? Well I can already have the information I want to know.

"I wish I had the guts to walk away from what we had, but I can't, because I know you won't come after me, and that's what hurts the most." [ Author's Note ] Thank you for choosing this book. -This is my second book. I am a big fan of unrequited love so wrote this book, as many of you must've guessed while reading my first book, "If Only He Knew" which is also available on GoodNovel.

I facepalmed as I stood up, wanting to return the book. Something slipped off the book, as I furrowed my brows. I bent to pick it, as my eyes met with the words at the back. 'MY ONE AND ONLY'. Putting up the courage in me, I turned the picture to face me as the only person that I thought of came to face me.

In this woman's hands, holding a book that had started with one true sentence and become, page by page, the fullest version of the truth I knew how to tell. Still here. Always still here.

A small smile touched her lips as she read the letter, she stood up and walked towards the door,as she did,the heavy headache came back again hitting her so heavily. * * she climbed down the stairs,her steps slow and easy as she still felt the headache. She got to the dining table and discovered that her mother has gone to bed. She opened the door and went outside in search of Kings. Oh! Pinky you are finally here"Kings said with relief"I was about to go" "What do you want"Pinky mumbled drowsily looking for a seat. Are you getting better?"Kings asked worriedly. "Am fine Kings thanks"