Last Dance Lyrics Novels & Stories

However, it was far too late. I wanted to tell her I didn't blame her, but I knew she could never hear me. In my final moments, I would never know if Mom truly spent her life atoning, nor what path Ryan would take in the orphanage. All I could sense was freedom from every burden. And with the wind, the life of Jessie Hartwell faded away.

Gerald smiled. “I warned you not to drink so much,” he murmured. Myriam burst into laughter and, with swift fingers, synced her playlist via Bluetooth. She selected Last Dance, sung by Lucy Grau. “We’ll start with something gentle,” she whispered, extending her hands to him. Gerald stood. With one hand, he circled her waist; with the other, he intertwined his fingers with hers. Myriam breathed in his masculine scent, her legs trembling beneath her. She rested her hand on his shoulder and guided him in slow, gentle steps.

Soon everyone joined in the dancing, the girls forming a line and their dates standing opposite them as we sang along to the lyrics teasing our dates. Everyone went into a wild dancing spree until the music changed into a slow waltz kind of song. Nate who had after dancing crazily with his friends got tired and was standing at a corner talking with Jake, Zach, and Victor quickly snatched me and we started dancing to the song. I had never heard it before but it calmed me. " I've been thinking Rya about today being our last time together." He said, looking at me intensely. " And?"

Linus checked the time and suggested, "Let's move our drinking over to the fire pit." Flickers of light danced before my eyes. Smoke and alochol heavy in the air. Lively chatter waltzed with slurred words, it was a wonder I could still comprehend what they're saying. Gradually, the chattering died down as everyone appreciated the starry night sky.

Jax doesn't even know she has a diary. "Finally! I saw him today, he was as handsome as ever! He was preparing for their basketball team's play, that's why I didn't see him earlier because he was just busy. I wish I can wipe away those sweats from his forehead and arms. My love is so tired" Jade reads it with so much disgust on her face while the others are laughing and mocking Jade. "So cringe!" Mae squealed. "Who is this special someone huh, tell us! Tell us!" Valerie said.

And I only have a minute left before my five-minute music ends. In the middle of our slow dance, while we exchanged a heart-to-heart conversation about getting married, the music stopped all of a sudden. A man, probably in his thirties, wearing an expensive suit walked passed through us, smiled at me wholeheartedly, and snatched the microphone from the host of the event. "Ten million dollars in cash to save the last dance for Yvanna Summer." His unexpected announcements caused everyone's eyes and jaws to drop to the ground, including mine and Justine's.

Adrian tries to pursue her. "I know but I want to dance one last dance with you. The one we danced on the first night we made love." Adrian finally gave in and nodded, walking to the stereo and starting to play their song. Tonight, I celebrate my love for you. It seems the natural thing to do Tonight no one's gonna find us We'll leave the world behind us When I make love to you Tonight I celebrate my love for you And hope that deep inside you'll feel it, too Tonight our spirits will be climbing

They all clinked their bottles of beer against his glass. Lana had never felt so at ease. Well, she had, but she couldn’t remember the last time she felt so carefree and young. When the band started to play an old hit song "Huling Sandali" or "Last Moment" of December Avenue. Lana couldn’t help moving her shoulders and tapping her foot. “You want to dance?” Xyrus asked her. She looked at the dance floor and saw a few people out there. Her initial response was no way in hell, but that was the old Lana. It's a sad song and she doesn't why Xyrus asked that question but...

I said quietly, "but the sins you committed… You still have to pay for them. You think being given a second life means you can erase the past? The world doesn't work like that." Jim was waiting for me by the door. Without looking back, I took his hand and walked away. Garrett could spend the rest of his miserable life in the stench of decay and endless nightmares…till his last breath.

I don’t know whether this will open their eyes or not, but one thing I know for sure—I’m walking away with my head held high, my dignity intact, and my heart guarded with walls so high, it would never crumble for anyone. Not again. I turn to look at the man I have loved for almost a decade. “This is also my farewell gift to you, Damon. I hope it’s to your liking,” I mumble under my breath, but Damon probably hears some of it. He sharply turns to me, even though he can’t see me in the dark. He tries to look for me. “What was that? What do you mean? Elara! Answer me.” I don’t. There’s nothing left to say anyway.1