Let Me Move On Novels & Stories

I looked at him. Something moved through my mind in that moment — fast and quiet, the way thoughts do when you have already made your peace with a decision and are simply living inside it now. ‘I am done dwelling on the past. I am done waiting for him to love me back. Now, it is time for my baby and I to start a completely new life somewhere far from all of this.’

“Forget me.” She pauses, her eyes widening. “What?” “Forget you and I had something romantic. Could you do that? Because only after you’ve learned to move on will I be happy.” For a moment, she just stares, not at me but at nothing. Her eyes are blank, like she isn’t here, almost like she’s disassociated, but then she nods, smiling. “Yes, if that’s what you want then I’ll do it.” Easier said than done. I know first-hand how difficult it is, I know how long it took me to move on from Aeliana—forever. Because I’ll never move on from her. “It has to be something you want too.”

"When I'm around” I swallowed hard, blinking as the awkwardness of the moment heightened. “You know all tenants are required to execute the building by tomorrow, Blaze" He brought it up. I didn't make a sound. I fixed my eyes on the road, purposely so I could pretend I didn't hear anything. “You're moving in with me. I called the logistics company" “What?" I almost choked on my own spit. He didn't say a word, but my eyes lingered on his hand…just as he moved the steered the car.

AUBREE I walked back to my room cautiously, still holding the gauze against my arm where the needle had been. When I got to my room, I sat down too dizzy and was almost losing consciousness. They call this basement my room but I know even this wasn't mine. Nothing in this mansion was mine. Not the bed, not the clothes in the closet, not even the air I breathed. Everything belongs to him including me. I struggled to my feet and went to the calendar, I marked another day off.

“Who’s the other man?” “It doesn’t matter. But I’m moving. I need a fresh start. Rivercity is too much for me.” . . .

“Trust me, tesoro.” I blink slowly, the weight of his words sinking in. I hadn’t considered the idea of making Vincent feel the sting of my moving on, but the thought brings a small spark of defiance. “You’re right,” I say, my tone lighter now. “I should go. Make him feel like I’ve moved on, and make him jealous. You’re his uncle. Of course, he’ll be pissed that I moved on with you so quickly.”

" I closed my eyes. My face showed no emotion. The past no longer concerned me. I had moved on and built a new life for myself now.

"Paula, I know you are upset, but—" She interrupted him sharply, saying, "If I was upset, Len, then I wouldn't be entertaining this conversation to begin with." She took a deep pause before adding, "What use is holding on to the past when the future holds so many unexpected surprises? You don't owe me anything, especially not an apology, and I do not owe you anything either, Len, so there's no need to apologize."

Why was I even thinking about her this much? She had moved on. Despite everything I had said to myself, I couldn’t understand why the hell I was acting like some jealous idiot because she showed up at a party with another man. I scoffed and turned away from the ceiling. “Move on, Brian.” I said it quietly, almost as if saying it out loud would somehow make it easier. “Just fucking move on.” I picked up my phone from the side table and checked the time, then I dropped the phone back down.

My obsession with Sebastian Royce was a legend among our social circle. Had he asked for a raw pearl from the seabed, I would have leapt off into the ocean to retrieve it. When he bid at an auction, I would throw millions away without a second thought—all just to catch a flicker of a smile on his face. Even when Sebastian flaunted his other women in front of me, I’d still crawl back to him like a starry-eyed fool. Everyone around us burned with frustration on my behalf. “Cynthia Stone, you’re an heiress to a fortune! Why on earth are you humiliating yourself over that jerk?” I would simply shake my head, a soft smile on my lips. “You guys don’t get it.” That was till the night Sebastian suff