Moving On From You Novels & Stories

No disappearing acts, no leaving you hanging like that again. Thank you for your patience, your loyalty, and your engagement. I'll see you soon, besties!🤍

My girlfriend had spent three years chasing the one who got away. The night before our wedding, the two of them trashed her bride's dress together. I wanted to call it off. She just laughed it off. "I only wanted to make sure I wouldn't regret my youth. From now on I'm all yours, so can't you be a little generous about it?" So I turned around and prepared a grand gift for them instead, wishing them a lifetime of happiness. Later, she came back crying, begging me to forgive her. I held up my hand and let my wedding ring catch the light. "Sorry. I'm married."

Jumping back on my feet, I made my way towards Nox, but I was intercepted by a singing Nadia and ushered towards her- again ! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Na-na-na, come on, come on, come on I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on I like it, like it * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

“I don't have a picture but tomorrow you'll see it.” And just like that— We’re not talking in circles anymore. We’re moving forward.

“Today. Probably as we speak right now July 5th. And I just… I don’t know how to feel about it.” Cheryl exhaled, her voice gentle but steady. “Aaron… he’s moving on. And I know that’s hard. Trust me, I do. But you have to move on too.” I didn’t answer, because what could I say? She kept going. “You know, in life, sometimes it feels like you’re walking slow while everyone else is sprinting ahead. You look around and people you care about are suddenly three steps, four steps, ten steps in front of you… and it scares you.”

My footsteps echo as I move…fast at first, then faster…until it almost feels like I’m running without actually running. Don’t look back. If I look back, I’ll go back. And if I go back, then what was the point of any of this? I press my lips together and keep moving. The elevator. The lobby. The doors. Everything passes in a blur, and before I realize it, I’m outside. I keep walking. Away from the building. Away from him. I don’t know how far I go before my phone starts ringing. The sound cuts through everything, loud and sudden. I pull it out.

He said as if he already knew that nothing was behind him. "Shit. Oh, there's a rat!" She pointed down the floor to trick him when there was no rat. "Fuck! W-where? Where is it?" The man jumped and climbed on the table out of fear. Kathilyn quickly scrambled and ran as fast as she could out of the shabby room and away from the abandoned building. She kept running until she arrived at a bus stop that was crowded with people and took a bus to meet her fiance. "I'm saved... I didn't think I would manage to leave. They wouldn't chase me here, right?" She breathed out in relief and finally stayed calm

My heart also started beating at a very fast pace. "You don't have anything to be sorry about. I'm the one who was stupid enough to let the best thing in my life go. I wanted to know who I was without you, and I found out that I'm nothing, that you were and still are the reason I breathe. I'm not going to give up on us Lilly, I will fight for you because we belong together. You need time, I know you do, so I'll wait for you to realise what I did."

Dr Chy says nothing as she watches me get control of myself. "Thank you, May her soul rest in perfect peace." She smiles kindly. " Moving on, Let's talk about the present, will you stay in New York?" "No, I won't." I press my knuckles, making them crack. "Why?" "I feel emptier here." I say solemnly. "But, this emptyness will persist even if you move to the moon." "I know." She jots. "Where will you go?" "I'll transfer to UCLA." I say.

I knew it was coming, but seeing the few things I've already started setting aside makes it feel more immediate. I take out my phone and call Lucy. She answers quickly. “Hey.” “Are you with Mom?” “Yes. She's resting.” “And Mai?” “With me.” I let out a quiet breath. “I'm moving tomorrow.” There is a short pause. “Tomorrow?” “Yes.” “Are you ready?” “I don't know.” I look toward the things I've placed beside the bed. “But it's happening.” Lucy is quiet for a moment. “You'll be okay.” “I know.”