Novel & Cerita Last Thing He Told Me Season 2

“If I didn’t tell you then… I definitely won’t be telling you now.” He sighed. “You’re stubborn,” he muttered. I chuckled dryly. "Whatever." “Take care of yourself, Layla,” he said finally. “I will,” I replied softly. And when the call ended, the silence returned. Because even though the truth was out. Yet somehow… That only made everything more complicated.

FIVE DAYS EARLIER “ I stand on the last bridge of my life. Who knew Brooklyn Bridge, a bridge I always crossed through would be the bridge I fall from? I breathe in my last breath, so refreshing… The breeze blows my ebony hair and with one last step, l'll… “ “ Krystal!”

"Live today with your family, like it were your last. Hopefully, it wouldn't be." Just then, I felt someone tugging at my mindlink, and let it open. 'Audrey'. 'Denver?' 'Are you good?' 'I can't say for sure. I mean.... tomorrow might be the last time I see you'. 'I got word'. He said so suddenly, making me believe there was a very important information. Just like I had thought, his next words literally broke me. 'Audrey, Leah and I are pregnant. Finally...' I could hear his voice shake.

In his muddied, chaotic mind, that was the darkest, most terrifying moment in his life. "It's alright, Quincy. It's alright." I soothed him over and over again. "I'm alright now. I didn't die. You saved me." My voice gradually calmed him down. He looked at me with his murky eyes and asked quietly, "Really? Gina's fine?" "Yes." "That's a relief." He heaved a sigh and muttered to himself, "I'd give anything for her to be safe, even my brains." The final day came with a whisper. He had lost the strength to even talk. The only sound left in the room was the beeps of the ventilator machine.

It seemed he knew something but I doubt he really knew anything about the blackmail. “No…I…Do you trust me?” I cupped his cheek in my palms. “I do.” “Then there's nothing….” I spoke calmly. He let out a sigh. He drew me in for a kiss,a kiss I didn't know would be our last one. “I'll be waiting for you..” He breathed over my lips. I nodded, biting my lips. “Sure.” I turned to leave. Layde…”he called when I was almost at the door.

After hearing that Elara and I had broken up, my business partner, Julian Hart, laughed and said we should celebrate. We sat at a roadside taco stand, eating tacos and drinking beer. After several rounds, he slung an arm around my shoulders. "Congratulations. You got out of an unhealthy relationship." I gave a bitter smile and clinked my bottle against his. "Even you could tell?" He clicked his tongue. "Anyone with eyes could tell. You were the only one too close to see it."

I sat in Glazilda's nearby chair. "You have to be strong." Me. "At least for your child." No matter how many times I laugh at him, no matter how many times I kiss him, I will never get tired. I will not give up on him. "I have something to tell you, Glazilda." I turned to Jillan because of her sudden speech. "You need to hear this as these are the last words Henry left you." Glazilda immediately looked at her, but she didn't speak. You can see from him that he really wants to hear what his friend has to say.

He stopped and swallowed. When he spoke again, his voice was barely a whisper. "You were the last person with her." I stared at him. "What?" "Yesterday. You went to see her. You were there for hours. The staff said you were the last one in her room before she went to sleep." He took a step toward me. "What did you talk about? What did she say to you?" "Nothing. We just...she was tired. She told me about the tests. She asked me to...."

she whispered urgently. Pressing some cash into my hands, she looked at me with watery eyes. "Thank you, Raya. I don't know what I would have done without you," I said, tears welling up in my own eyes. We embraced one last time before she guided me to the back door. I said my final goodbyes and promised to stay in touch, holding my phone tightly in my hand as a lifeline. "I'll call you," I whispered, and she nodded solemnly in response. With that, I stepped out into the unknown, running as fast as my legs could carry me.

He laughed at his own selfishness and the reckless way he'd pushed himself into a dead end. In the end, regret was the only thing he managed to hold onto. "Other than the house I'm living in, transfer everything else to her." He knew I no longer needed the love that had come too late. The only thing he could still give me was everything except that. Meanwhile, on a beach in the Maldivis, I floated peacefully on an inflatable raft beneath the sun. A notification suddenly appeared on my phone. A large transfer had been deposited into my account. Smiling, I turned off the screen, then I tossed the phone into the ocean.