Long Way Down Summary Novels & Stories

"Yeah, is it too late now to say sorry? Cause I'm missing more than just your body....Yeah I know that I let you down Is it too late to say I'm sorry now? I'm sorry, yeah Sorry, yeah Sorry Yeah I know that I let you down Is it too late to say I'm sorry now? I'll take every single piece of the blame if you want me to" --Justin Bieber Sorry Ethan's POV Shortly after Lin had stormed off, in comes Annalisa like an avenging angel with the charge of a woman who had come to vanquish an opposing spirit.

3 FM) blasting old Rock 'n' Roll music. The enchanting sun's bright, pleasant rays had unfurled gently like a peacock's feathers will for admiration by hankering spectators and had extended itself to all of Ingfalls; and it's neighbouring provinces that made up Wabrook, with golden luminescence. Eallric's 404 zoomed down a slanted, narrow-laned boulevard where he sped past a woman in an orange, flowered gown pushing a bassinet along with her, before his car spewed collected earth from the tarred road all over an old man with a tobacco pipe hanging between his lips.

With both parties in agreement, the court finalized the divorce in one session. When the judgment papers landed in my hands, Ethan exhaled in relief. And then, as if he couldn’t help himself, he sneered, "Maya, you’ve gone too far. After everything we’ve been through, how could you be so ruthless?" I only gave him a faint smile and stayed silent. His cheeks burned. He tucked his tail and fled. At last, I exhaled too. I was finally free. I could focus on my surgery. The operation was a success, and my health began to recover.

"Daddy and I are your personal guards, Ms. Larkson. We'll see you home safely!" Hayley's face bloomed into a warm smile. I passed by them on my stretcher, close enough to hear every word, but not enough to grab their attention. A self-deprecating smile curved my lips as I murmured, "They're going home… But so am I." It felt right. We each had our own place to belong. I hoped we never had to see each other again. Just then, the system's voice rang sharply in my ears. "Final ten seconds on the countdown. Your body will now shut down, fully detaching from the mission world. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six…"

Six months into the pregnancy, my belly was so round it looked like I was hiding a watermelon under my shirt. Charlie would not let me do any housework. If I so much as bent down to pick something up, he'd lecture me for ten minutes. "Olivia, stop moving around like that," he called from the kitchen, still holding a spatula. I just crouched down to grab the remote control that fell to the floor. I looked up at him. "It's just the remote." "And what if you fell?" He walked over, picked it up himself, and helped me back to my feet.

"Caleb, I mean it. Don't drag my name into this mess again. I can't keep showing up just to watch people laugh at you—and at me." After my parents died in a car accident six years ago, Linda became one of my few remaining family members. She used to pity me. She used to defend me. But after watching me turn myself into a public joke again and again, even she had finally reached her limit. And honestly, so had I. After the last guest left and the ballroom was nearly empty, I stayed behind to clean up the mess. A server walked over carrying a black trash bag. "Mr. Hayes," he said carefully, "I couldn't find a bag that fit, so I had to put all the letters in here."

Amid the crisp sound of glasses colliding, I took a sip of the cold beer. The chill slid down my throat, but somehow, it warmed my heart. The road ahead was long, yet there was no reason to look back. Somewhere out there, beyond the horizon, an open wilderness was still waiting for me.

I yanked my sleeve free, brushing off nonexistent dust with disgust, and shot him a cold look. "Daniel, you didn’t love me. You’re only regretful now because you’ve lost everything. Don’t pretend this is about love. Your little performance is just pathetic." Without another word, I turned and walked toward the Maybach waiting for me at the curb. To my surprise, Daniel started shouting insults. "Well, well, Yuna Jones, looks like you've already found yourself a sugar daddy! No wonder you suddenly became the CEO of Starlight Technologies! Driving such an expensive car. I bet your ‘sponsor’ has no idea you’re just someone else’s castoff!”

Combined with her previous indifference to Aaron’s meddling in the company, things spiraled out of control. The original team members who had started the company with us had already left, having found new opportunities elsewhere. In the end, when the company went bankrupt, no one stood by her side. She was left alone, facing insults from both employees and netizens. Allison had accumulated a lot of debt and, in the end, with nowhere else to turn, she chose to jump from a building late one night. I was the last person she contacted on her phone. When I heard the news, I was stunned. I took half a day off from work and rushed to the scene. The moment I saw her pale face, covered by a white clo

Mel and Kasey are only half sober. It was already morning when we decided to go home. Cameron carried Clark, the guy can’t even stand up on his own. Mel was helping Landon, since they’re both small. Kasey can walk by himself, thankfully. And I’m assisting Matthew. Clark, Kasey and Landon are riding with Cameron. I’ll have Matthew and Mel on Matthew’s car. After dropping the four in their quarters, Cameron will drive us to our apartment