Moving On Without You Novel Novels & Stories

Maries Pov: The wind whipped past me so fast as I continued to run, heading to nowhere in particular as long as I was far away from him. I could hear Sam call my name right behind me, but I continued to go wherever my legs took me. I just couldn’t believe it, I kept telling myself that he wasn’t the one that my brain just made up an image of him. It just couldn’t be him, after how many years, and then he just suddenly appeared from nowhere when I had decided to move on.

When Serena opened her eyes again, she was lying in a hospital bed. A nurse changed her dressing expressionlessly. "Your injuries are severe. You'll need long-term treatment. Let your family know so they can handle the payment." Serena replied quietly, "I don't have any family." After that, she forced herself out of bed and went to the lobby alone to pay the bills. The moment she stepped into the elevator, she ran straight into Caspian and Forrest. Neither of them expected to see her there, and a flicker of panic crossed their eyes.

Elias POV The next morning, I woke up early because I did not get enough sleep. Today, I and Serena have a lot of work to do. We were reopening the gallery so we have so many things to prepare. I was getting ready when I got a call that all my stuffs were already outside. I left my room and went downstairs. I opened the door and saw the movers offloading my loads. My car was already packed outside. I instructed the movers where they should arrange everything. Vincent came downstairs only in short and his upper body is bare. I can't lie, I was drooling at his body. His body was well structured.

After dinner they stayed at the table. Nobody moved to clear up immediately. Nobody suggested anything else. They just — stayed. Talking about nothing important. About everything real. The conversation moving the way conversations move when nobody is managing them — from Jace's story to Sera's terrible experience learning to drive to Nadia admitting — with the air of someone releasing classified information — that she had once gotten genuinely lost in a city she had been living in for six years. The table reacted accordingly. Nadia endured it with dignity. Rain told them about the four hundred copies of the same book.

“Only if you read it out loud.” I raised a brow. “Really?” “Yeah,” he said, pulling me closer. “I like your voice. And I like the way your mouth moves when you’re focused.” I rolled my eyes, but my cheeks heated anyway. I reached over, grabbed the worn novel, and settled back on his chest. He rested one hand on my thigh and the other behind his head, looking completely at peace. I flipped to the first page and started reading. It was a story where a girl leaving a town that no longer felt like home, finding herself in unfamiliar places, learning how to build something new from all the pieces that used to hurt.

Seven months of the world moving forward while I stayed frozen in the winter of my soul. I didn't stay in Tuscany. I couldn't look at the hills without seeing the blood on the marble. I disappeared. No credit cards. No phones. No names. I moved through the coastal towns of France and finally back to a gray, rainy corner of London, working in a small, nameless bookstore where no one knew the Director and no one cared about the Blackwoods. I had become a shadow, living in a tiny studio apartment that smelled of damp and old tea. My reflection was a stranger—thinner, paler, with eyes that looked like they had seen the end of the world.

Author's Note: I hope you enjoy my latest novel. This is a story of love and betrayal. I warn you now, it doesn't contain explicit sex scenes. My spelling is NZ spelling, so you will find words spelt differently (s instead of z, u in words like colour). 🌿 Layla's Point of View Happiness, I thought, was what stayed when the noise left. Not fireworks, but settling. Not applause, but the hum that follows when the dishes are done. The kind of quiet that keeps a house stitched together.

Flashback ends:-- Its been three weeks, from that night and from that night neither we saw eachothers face nor we talked, as I know he wakesup early and comes late, so I moved out of my room after he left for office and again lock myself inside my room before he comes. Also I contact with my college Dean and asked him to let me do my remaining degree online, and luckily he agrees on it. But ya! I didn't asked aaron for money yet, I want some strength and confidence before asking him for money. But do you know? I was feeling dizzy and throwing all day from past two weeks, and today as I wokeup, I directly runs towards the bathroom for throwing out. Also I missed my periods date which is due o

I stated, “You really need it, I guess you'll have to reheat the only thing you eat in this house… anyway since you're going into the streets, do you mind grabbing me the second volume of a novel?” “What novel?” “New moon, Stephanie Mayer. You can find it at the bookstore just down the street. And please be careful out there.” “Alright Mrs Lyra Moon.” “I dare you to repeat that.” She gritted. “I wouldn't want to see your wrath ma!” I teased more, knowing she hated anything ma. “And that's it!” She sprang up, but before she could catch up with me, I had already taken a run for it. Jogging around the Streets by this time of the night was really beautiful, I could feel the cold airbrushed my fa