روايات وقصص ضمن In My Next Life I Beg For Your Love

"We grew up together, and we should have stayed together forever. It was only after seeing Megan's true colors that I realized the one I should love was you. I was blinded by desire. I deserve to die!" I remained unmoved. Eugene then broke down in tears, desperately seeking an answer from me. "Sherlyn, if there's a next life, will you forgive..." He said so much just to ask this question. I interrupted him sharply, "No, and there won't be a next life. You deserve this ending." Eugene froze, tears hanging on his face, making him look ridiculous. I began to regret it. I should have been basking in the warm sun in my garden, listening to music, and sipping some fine wine. Wasting time here and

I suddenly hear him get quiet and I wonder what has happened. “Please don’t cry, my love. I don’t deserve to see your tears. You should never have to cry over me. I should make you smile and be the one who wipes the tears away. I know I said I wouldn’t beg for forgiveness, but I will beg for you to live. Please live baby, I can’t live in this world if you are not here. Even if you tell me to stay away and never come near you again, I’ll live with my shame as long as I know you are happy and alive.”

I spinned and stretched out my arms as I continued to chuckle, but I stopped when I saw they were very close to breaking down the door. “You all left me without an option. You left me without a choice”. I said and went and took the sealed pills. I could feel my heart pounding fast against my chest as I held the pills in my hand. Suddenly, I could not hear the surrounding noise anymore. Everywhere felt quiet, and I could even hear myself breathing. “In- in my next life, I want to have it all. I wish for a better life for myself”. Upon saying that, tears streamed down both sides of my cheeks and I took the entire pill and grabbed more.

"He used to cook for me too, all the time." The bed began moving toward the operating room. William gripped my hand tightly. I forced a small smile. "What are you so afraid of?" I asked. "If you don't make it out... what am I supposed to do?" he said. I paused. Then, I said quietly, "Then let's meet again in the next life." Our hands were pulled apart, and the doors of the operating room closed behind me. … [In the Next Life — March 16, 2024, 2:07 AM — I'm Turning Into An Angel]

But when I saw Tatiana's name on the screen, I was genuinely shocked. In both lives, we had never exchanged a private phone call. We both loved Matthew. In my past life, I refused to give him up, and she hated me for a lifetime. She even taught my own son to reject me. In this life, I retreated first. I removed myself from everything and escaped to the far Northern Territory. I never imagined we would speak at all. After a moment's hesitation, I answered. "Why aren't you coming back for the Full Moon Festival?" Her voice was stiff and unfriendly. It completely lacked warmth.

"Lucas, I knew you wouldn't just walk away. You still care about me, don't you? I know I misunderstood you before. It was all my fault. You treated me so well in our past life, and I still hurt you. But I've figured it out now. "I don't regret a single day I spent with you back then. Lucas, I was wrong. Please, can you forgive me? Can we start over? We could have a child. Isn't that what you always wanted?" I frowned, meeting her tearful gaze. "Sophie, you need to understand. When we came back to life, that was the moment we truly ended. I have a new family now, a child of my own. I don't want to hear you say things like that again."

The Goddess touched my soul, and her warmth brought me a peace I had never known. "I can give you another chance. Complete a task for me, and I will grant your wish." I nodded without hesitation. "I am willing." "Then, tell me your wish." I closed my eyes and thought of all the pain and despair of my life. I thought of the warmth I had longed for but never received, the love I had hoped for but was denied. "In my next life... I want a mate who will truly love me." My voice was as light as a feather, yet it carried the deepest desire of my soul.

Matilda Sutton, my wife, and I are on our tenth wedding anniversary trip when the plane suddenly crashes. I hand her the last remaining parachute, only for her to scoff and ask, "What are you up to this time, Tyler?" I feel a sudden ache in my chest, knowing that Matilda has never loved me in our ten years of marriage. She has also seen me play the hero enough times that it doesn't even register anymore. But this time, it's a genuine matter of life and death. I push her out of the door right as flames engulf the cabin. "If there's a next life, I'll leave you alone, Matilda." Consciousness returns. I find that I've returned to the exact moment I'm about to propose to Matilda. I try to st

On the day Mom transfers the house to my younger brother, Elio Campbell, I'm busy paying off his fourth credit card. "You're his older sister. It's your duty to take care of your younger brother. The house may be in his name, but you'll always have a room here," she reminds me. However, later on, my sister-in-law, Bonnie Smith, transforms that room into a nursery without even consulting me. At the ripe old age of 38, I'm single, homeless, and have no savings. Mom tells me, "Your brother's second child is starting kindergarten soon. Why don't you help out with the tuition? It's not like you have much to spend your money on anyway." I chip in because I still care about my family. I'm d

Vincent slowly closed his eyes, nodding softly as he whispered, "You're right. If there really is another life after this… I hope she won't fall in love with me again." As tired as he was, his voice carried a distinct, quiet sense of relief. "Without me, her next life can be so much easier. We can both just let go." Calliope pressed her lips together and gently kissed his cheek. Her eyes shone with tenderness and hidden sorrow. She thought, "Vincent, how could I ever stop loving you? In this life and every single one that follows, I will always hold on to you."