Last Fall นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"I—I mean, why the sudden change? Isn't this a bit too abrupt?" I put on an apologetic tone. "I thought it over just now. The timing feels too tight. And I've been swamped with a project lately—I'll probably need to work overtime this weekend. "So I'll pass this time. Let's go somewhere together during the next holiday instead. You can go to the EDM festival with your girlfriend. I won't play third wheel." At that, Simon's smile completely vanished. His expression darkened. "But we already agreed on this. Backing out now—isn't that a bit much? Are we even best buds?"

“Now you’ve fallen—you’ve lost everything you were meant to be—just because of me!” He pulled back just enough to look me in the eyes, his gaze full of love and quiet certainty. “Haven’t I fallen hard enough? Long before I lost my wings… I had already fallen completely for you. And that fall was far deeper, far more real, and far more permanent than anything else I could ever experience.”

"Let go of me!" "No, don't go." I try to free myself from her grip but she refuses to let go. In an attempt to break free, I end up shoving her by accident. She falls on the floor, a few feet away from me. My heart seems to fall with her and I breath out a sigh of relief when I find out she's okay. I don't wait for her to get back on her feet before I head to the wardrobe to pack my bags. I take my time to gather all my essential things and stuff them into a duffel bag. I double check to make sure I'm not forgetting anything before leaving. By the time I come out of the wardrobe I find that Renata is no longer in the room.

Two weeks pass. Selah still hasn't said a word to me. I can't believe it. Her mother defeated her-no fair. I'm over the summer. It's been nice going with Collin to pools and beaches. But I'm ready for fall. I'm ready for the chilly air, pumpkin carvings, and apple cider.

Scarlet ran across the wide stone plaza and up the series of steps to the front doors of her school. As she did, she clutched her light, fall jacket to herself. She wish she’d worn something warmer; just a few days ago, it was like 70, but now, it felt more like 50. October was so unpredictable, she thought. Especially now, at the end, with just a few days before Halloween. She made a mental note in her head that when she got home, she would have to go down to the basement and switch out her late summer wardrobe for her fall one.