It Was Never Meant To Be Novels & Stories

After all I am just useless, worthless and meaningless ugly freak who nobody needs. I remembered my father's words, but maybe he was right, I am just in everybody's way. "Aria, are you okay?" Aiden asked softly and I quickly rubbed away my tears, I had not even noticed his presence. "Yeah yeah I am fine." I said as I avoided his gaze. "You don't look like it." I looked away as I kept quiet. "I understand, you don't want to tell me anything and I totally get it, I am not going to push you or anything." He said as he unlocked the car.

"I don't know dad, but I can't do this." "So you are ready to loose the company, for which you work hard day and night for?" "I don't plan on it dad, what do you want me to do?" "It's time you get married, you can't always stay single, you need to get married, have a family of your own Ash." "But I never gave it a thought." "Then it's time you give a thought about it, money isn't everything, trust me when have a family, it give a feeling of being complete, it's a happiness you can't buy with money."

It might never be. But it had begun.

There would never be an us in this lifetime. We weren't good for each other.

Not yet. Not ever.

"Don't scratch, sweetie. I'm fine. It doesn't hurt at all." But when we met again years later at the blind date banquet arranged by our families, the way he looked at me was as cold as if I were a stranger. "I just got some paint on my hands. It's a little itchy." I lowered my eyes, my voice flat and calm. "It's nothing." Theo studied me for a few seconds. He didn't press further. To him, someone like me wasn't worth even a bit of extra thought. Before leaving with Hannah, Theo tossed me a new order. "There's a business dinner tonight. I'm taking Hannah. Go back to my house and deliver the supplements my mom wants."

Because closure doesn’t always come with perfect words or final hugs. Sometimes, it comes in the quiet knowing: This chapter is over. And I’m not rewriting it.

“Never.” ***

Did you really think that I liked you and wanted to spend the rest of my life with you? You fascinated me at first and I wanted you for a little while, but you just had to get pregnant didn't you? Long story short, I don't love you. I never did and I never will. I'm engaged. If you have any ounce of self respect, you won't contact me anymore. And I took my ring. C_

he asked. Each question hit me like a blow. Memories rushed back all at once—mock exams stacked one after another, sleepless nights, the panic of fighting for every last point. The teachers had always said the SAT was our only path to a better life. Now, I understood. It had changed our future, just not in the way we had been promised. "As soon as we entered the top hundred," I whispered, "they started paying attention to us." Julian nodded. "Our school was never really a school. It was a screening system." He turned back to me and gripped my shoulders. "They were looking for certain kinds of minds—sharp, quick, intelligent ones. Minds trained to stay clear and focused under pressure."