It's Not About You Novels & Stories

I asked and she exhaled before she finally spoke “Nothing really, you just look cut when you are trying to advise someone, you should be a motivational speaker one day I am sure you will make a good one, and you of all the people should know that I am no longer bothered with what people say about me, I just really don’t care what people say about me, I just want to get sued to everyone but I realized that would make a lot of time, but I am good” she said

No. “I... am a single mother...you...you can’t ....I am damaged goods....I can’t Levi....” I stammered as my heart begged for me to stop. But no. I just can’t do this. I turned around and ran away wishing that I never met Levi. little droplets of salty tears flew from my eyes as I ran towards my room. I am sorry Levi. Forgive me *End of flashback*

Nora asked, "You are my daughter dear, you are strong and they are just dreams, you need to stop thinking about it, it's just a dream," replied her mum, "No! Mum, it's not just a dream, and I'm not mad either, I know what I am saying, she called me little elf and the knight I do see around, it's not just dejavu it's real ma, I am different and I think you do know about it but won't tell me," yelled Nora as she stood up from the bed looking at her mum,

Whether it was best to do as their guardian pleases. “ Not because he says so, but because it's the right thing to do. Forget the risk just this once. That was easy for all of you to do when it involved something of your interest. Then why can't you do the exact same thing if other people will benefit from it too? Drop the attitude for once geez.” I whisper yelled walking into the tent to enjoy its comfort afterward. “ So, what are we contributing?” I heard Alhadera inquire again.

"My being near you is driving it, but proximity works both ways. You aren't unaffected by this. I know you aren't." "No," I said. "I'm not."

And if you’ve ever stood before a mirror and not recognized the woman staring back… If you’ve ever reshaped yourself to be loved, only to lose yourself in the process… If you’ve ever stayed too long — in a relationship, a job, a friendship — because you were afraid of what leaving would mean… This story is for you. You are not broken. You are not “too much.” You are not “not enough.” You are here. And that is everything.

It's not, I hate you. It's not, You are fired. It's not, You are nothing to me. It's not, You have become a nuisance. It's not, You better pack your bags. It's not, I can't worry about you. It is, "YOU ARE TOO LOUD. YOU HAVE NO PLACE IN MY LIFE. I DON'T WANT YOU ANYMORE."

DON'T TRUST ANYONE. 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙜𝙪𝙮𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜!!!

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“You keep saying that like it’s guaranteed.” “It is.” “It’s not.” “It is for me.” I frowned. “What does that mean?” “It means I won’t let it happen.” “That’s not how this works.” “It is for me.” “You can’t control everything.” “I’m not trying to.” “Yes, you are.” “I’m trying to control what I can.” “And what’s that?” “You.” I blinked. “What?” “I can control whether you face this alone.” “That’s not control.” “It is.” “No,” I said. “That’s support.”