Introduction To Happiness Novel Free Novels & Stories

God, as I closed my eyes, I felt like I was the happiest woman in the world at that moment and no one could change that. Hope you liked the chapters. A gentle reminder-Don't forget to vote!

I got into my car and with joy of a bird set free, I soared out of the mansion and out of misery that etched every piece of beautiful memory I had. I never wanted to return. With my new found happiness and inspiration, I looked forward to a better life. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hiiii, I am done with another chapter for y'all to enjoy. Please don't forget to like, share and comment. Your author, WAADU.

She should be with anyone else but that cold-hearted asshole male lead who kept forcing himself on her. So, I had a lot of reasons to hate the novel. Yet I couldn't stop myself from reading it. I was addicted to it. I knew that it was a poison that kept giving me indigestion. But I wanted to read it till the end. I thought that I would be fine as long as the novel had a happy ending. However, the ending was completely unexpected.

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The Wellington name, which had once sat over everything in my life like a ceiling I couldn’t raise, was now associated with scandal and fraud and the kind of public disgrace that took generations to recover from. And I was here. Dancing. “So yes,” I answered myself. “I am happy.” It surprised me a little, even now. Not that I had gotten here but that happiness, when it finally arrived, felt so ordinary. Not loud. Not triumphant. Just warm and steady. Like something that had always belonged to me.

Cora's POV Happiness doesn’t arrive all at once. It doesn’t crash into you like pain does, loud and merciless. It settles instead, quiet, careful, almost shy. Like it’s afraid you’ll send it away if it makes too much noise. I wake up smiling before I realize I’m doing it.

The man wasn't looking at a happy wife; his eyes were fractured with a level of pain and uncertainty that made my own chest ache. “Can I see your baby?” Novel asked softly. The woman flinched, clutching the bundle tighter. “Who are you?” “Your husband wanted to introduce us,” Novel said, her voice like silk. “He said we would love him.” The woman’s shoulders dropped. The manic tension left her face, and she slowly loosened her arms. My breath hitched.

She paused, looking out at the horizon of attentive faces. “We are much more afraid of being happy than of suffering. Because suffering is familiar — we have learned how to move through it. Happiness is unknown territory. It’s where we wait for the other shoe to drop. This book is about learning to stay in unknown territory without waiting for catastrophe. It’s about discovering that you can be happy without being wrong for it.” And this third one was a declaration. The passage she chose to read was from the central chapter, the excerpt that had been the hardest and most honest to write:

And in that moment, standing in the doorway of our soft, sleepy home, I knew one thing for certain— Happiness wasn’t loud. It was this. The laughter that still lingered in the air. The warmth of someone’s hand in yours. The quiet heartbeat of a house full of love. END OF CHAPTER 119

My plan was simple: Live like a slacker until Travis became a rich, successful CEO. Then sit back and enjoy life as a pampered young lady. During my major course, I was hiding in the back row scrolling on my phone when the original Jennie’s best friend, Linda Lander, texted me and asked if I wanted to join a mixer party. That’s when I remembered. In the original novel, this was the scene where Nancy flirted with three high-quality male leads at a bar. It caused a ripple across the entire storyline.