Just Can't Say Goodbye Novels & Stories

It felt like I had to get everything off my chest. The more I spoke, the more heartbroken I became. By the time I finished, my voice was slightly hoarse. On the other end of the line, Ryan was silent the entire time. It wasn’t until my sobs finally died down that he spoke—his voice cold. "Are you done crying?" There was impatience in his tone, like a bucket of ice water dumped over me as if to remind me how ridiculous I was.

"Furthermore, she asked me to relay a message to you personally—" "From this day forward, even if you were to die right in front of her, she wouldn't feel a single spark of pain."

"Gina, stop enjoying yourself. If it weren't for you, none of this would have happened. And I'll tell you this right now. Even if I get back on my feet, even if you begged me, I wouldn't take you back." I glanced down at Rebecca's hand on my arm. "Let go." "I won't. I'm going to say exactly what I—" "I said, let go." Something in my tone stopped her. She released my arm without quite meaning to, thrown off by whatever she saw in my expression. Then a voice sounded just behind me. "Ma'am, your parents are ready for you. It's time to go up."

But he didn’t say anything to refute his sister’s claims. He never did. He just looked at Eleanor, his eyes cold and distant. “It doesn’t matter now,” he said finally, his voice devoid of any emotion. “What’s done is done.” And just like that, the small flicker of hope Eleanor had been holding on to was extinguished. She nodded slowly, forcing a smile. “Right. It doesn’t.” The rest of the dinner passed in a blur. Eleanor barely registered what anyone was saying. She just wanted to get out of there, to escape the suffocating atmosphere of the room.

"Because my heart hurts." ‎

Nadine looks so confused. "Come again?" Jim looks more terrified and starts to panic. "I'm sorry if I made a mistake. Please don't fire me." "Jim.... What are you talking about?" Jim still looks so scared. "You never say thanks to us, especially to me. Maybe I have made you mad. Or I make a mistake. I'm so sorry but don't fire me."

"Goodbye, Murphy." Tbc…

] [I wish you and Sophia happiness. [This is goodbye. Let's never meet again.]

Williams Subject: You don't play fair. Dear Kara, I'm leaving for the world tour today. For the past few days, I've been going around town, saying goodbye to all my family and friends. But there's still one person that I haven't said goodbye to. So I'm sitting at the terminal gate now, waiting to board the plane, and I'm just writing to let you know that this will be my last email to you. You never gave me a chance for some closure. I thought at least I deserved that. So since you're not willing to do it for me, I'm doing it for myself. So here it goes.

I say hugging him as tight as I can. His arms engulf me, and I feel him rest his cheek on top of my head. “You’re the best granddaughter anyone could ever hope for,” he says warmly with a wobble in his voice. I look up to see the tears slowly trickling down his cheeks and getting caught in his crows feet. I softly kiss his cheeks and give him my best smile. I hate goodbyes. They’re necessary, but I still hate them. I especially hate them when you end up not dying because then it just makes them awkward, but it’s also why we never actually say the words ‘goodbye’ or ‘I love you’ when this happens. It’s a level of finality we’ve never been able to commit to. To say it feels like we believe tha