Jika Dia Tidak Mencarimu Novels & Stories

"What? who is jealous? i was not jealous, why would i be jealous? i said quickly. Then my phone rang, it was Serena. "Hyy, I did not hear back from you, I was worried" said a worried Serena on the phone. "I am sorry, I should have called but It skipped my mind" I told her. "It is okay, where are you by the way? Are you back home? She asked. "Well not yet" I said. "What? What are you still doing outside by this time? She asked. "Well, I am at a diner with Vincent" I told her. The end of the line was silent and I had to check if the call was cut off. Then Serena screamed loudly that I had to shift the phone from my ear before she damaged it.

He pushes Trent to the side and looked dead in my eyes. “ I don’t want to talk to you. I find you irritating.” “ I just wanted to talk to you idiot. As a friend I …” Whatever I was going to say stays in my mouth because I am cut off by him, “ I am not your friend. I avoid you like a plaque. And trust me nobody here is your friend. You are clingy as hell and everybody just tolerates you.” “ Shut up. I have friends.” I clenches my fists. “ Zander fuck off.” Hannah comes to my side and Emma rushes behind her.

"Don't answer it," Maria panicked from the wall, her voice cracking. "Yola, seriously, do not answer that. She knows your voice. She’s going to know you're freaked out." "If I don't answer, she’ll call the cops," Yolande muttered. Her brain was misfiring, trying to handle a breakup, a traumatized best friend, and an impossible man all at once. She looked up at Lucian, her voice dropping to an embarrassed, desperate whisper. "You need to calm down. Whatever you're doing to the air, stop it. If she hears a weird buzz or the call drops, she’s going to drive over here."

he implored, his voice a fragile thread, "let me find you. Let me bring you back." His pleas echoed through the vastness of the forest, carried on the wings of desperation. But there was no response, no flicker of hope to guide him. The realization settled upon him like a heavy cloak—the prospect of losing her, of never finding her, was a possibility he could not bear.

One year later, "It's been a year now, babe. How are you up there? I miss you so much, my love." I wanted to tell you how I survive this year without you. I wanted to tell you that I am happy, that I am fine without you here by my side. but I can't. I am not; I couldn't. You knew you're everything I have. You knew you were my life. Not a single second I didn't think about you, my heart always longed for you. Babe... can you hear me? I... miss you so much."

Trying to ignore him. “You can’t stop noticing me,” he said suddenly, voice quiet but insistent. I froze. “I… what?” “Don’t lie,” he said, stepping closer. “I’ve seen the way you look at me. The way you try to act like you don’t care, but your eyes… they give you away.” My face burned. I wanted to tell him to leave. I wanted to run. I wanted to scream. Instead, I whispered, almost involuntarily, “I don’t… I don’t care.”

Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere 🤗. .... Wait, did you even miss me at all? 😢

"What if it doesn't work?" "It's going to work. Believe me. If you don't cut your ties with him, he will hunt you forever."

"We'll search nonstop. We'll find something." "We better. Because if we don't—" I couldn't finish. If we didn't find her in three days, I'd lose her forever. And it would be exactly what I deserved.

This time, she stopped. A tear rolled down her cheek. My stomach dropped. “Why didn't you come?” she whispered. The question hit me like a bullet. My feet froze. “What?” “You didn't come.” Pain flashed through her eyes. “You promised you would always find me.” “No.” I shook my head violently. “No, baby. I fucking looked for you.” “You didn't come.” My breathing became uneven. “I tried.” “You didn't come.” “Araceli.” “You didn't come.”