Loose Me Once And Maybe Am Gone Forever Novels & Stories

Let me feel the warmth of being truly loved, just once. But in this life, my spirit has grown weary. Let me finally rest.

Instead, all Lauren received was my farewell letter. It was brief but cold. "Dear Lauren, you tricked me once, so I'm returning the favor. Goodbye forever. Don't look for me or think of me. "Sincerely, Cameron." When she read it, her anger and heartbreak overwhelmed her. She coughed up blood and collapsed on the spot. At that moment, she finally understood what it meant to be given hope, only to be left in despair. … As for me, I erased every trace of myself from San Havilon and removed all contacts. Once on the plane, a sense of finality washed over me. "Goodbye, Lauren."

It was a popular song by Lewis Capaldi entitled FOREVER " Caught me off guard, I wish that I'd been sober, Still, here we are, back in Hanover 99 Just like old times all over, Under the exit lights as beautiful as ever, I wish that I dress up a little better, No regrets are what we said, We can't go back again Darling, Nobody said that it would last forever, That doesn't mean we didn't try to get there, I never said that we would die together, That doesn't mean it was a lie, remember?

The way she clings. Because maybe I know deep down— This won’t last. This moment. This warmth. I’ll have to let it go. Let her go. Tuck all of this away. Eventually.

"You want that plot of land in the east district Ettore's been after, too? What's in it for me?" Vittorio smiled at me. "Freedom. Real freedom, and a chance to make Ettore regret everything." I stayed silent for a long time. Finally, I raised my glass and clinked it gently against his. "To a successful partnership." … That night, I lay in bed unable to sleep for hours. I remembered how many years ago, when Dad was still alive, our little balcony had been filled with violets too. Dad used to say violets represented eternal love, loyalty, and protection. But my eternity only lasted seven years.

Now, with his constant flattery, they couldn't stop singing his praises and even tried to persuade me to reconcile with him. I was frustrated by their nagging, but there was nothing I could do. "Cindy, can't you just give Charles another chance? He seems really sincere this time," Mom pleaded. "Mom, stay out of this," I said coldly. "Why are you being so stubborn? Charles…" "Enough!" I snapped, standing up abruptly. "I don't want to hear another word about him! I've made myself very clear. He and I are done. We are never getting back together!"

“You like me?” “Don’t make this weird,” I muttered, marching away. He laughed, low and warm, and I hated the way it made my stomach flip.

I drained the remaining content in my glass, feeling energetic. I already know I was wasting my breath on him since he was the distributor of stubbornness in the family and he won't give up easily once his heart is set on something, but if he listens to me, he will use this time to negotiate the price of the VIP section with the devil so that he will reserve a better spot for him in hell, because I'm sure that's where he belongs. " Boy, in this life there's no permanent enemy nor friend, what happened in the past should be forgotten. "

Without his note, I'd have thought it was spilled ink. It had a note too. [June XX, 20XX. Forever Lost My Love. I got what I deserved.]

Silence stretched on before he finally said, "I get it. I'll change. Can we start over?" I smiled, turning to look at the bright sky outside the window. "But I've already started over." He clenched his fists and stared at me, his eyes thick with desperation. I sighed. "Forget it, Ethan. You're never going to change." Because he'd never believed he'd done anything wrong. He only thought that since I was upset, he'd fix the issue to please me—that was all. "Don't forget to sign the Bond-Breaking Agreement. If you won't, I can always buy the bond-breaking potion from a healer."