Novel & Cerita Never Fades Away

Unacceptable. But it wouldn't go away.

"not yet." The world fades, but I hang on to one idea: this is not done.

My eyes are trained on the screen but my mind is far away, which is why Noah shoots my avatar down four times in a row. “Seriously man, you’re not even trying.” Noah weirdly looks at me, as if he can peer into my mind, reach into my soul and grasp whatever has been torturing me the whole weekend. I’d like to believe, however, that I’m not so transparent and can hide my secrets well enough that a practical stranger isn’t privy to them.

“Selene, putting these two words together has the power to haunt you for the rest of your life. This word what if will never lead you to the right path. You are like holding onto regrets, for the time wasted.” “I love Albert so much, and I am scared that I am too late.” I massaged my temple. I felt dizzy with all his words. “There is always time, and it only ends when you give up.” He stood up. My eyes followed him as he walked back to his beloved box of cartons. “Go back home, Selene. Take time to rest today. Spend time with your family,” he said, laying his back down again, facing the sky. I stood up, but before I started to walk, I turned to him. “Why do you always stay here? And why do

“Do you remember how I could get past the bouncers in the VIP section of the club?” “Yeah—” “Well, I can use that power to erase your memory. To be honest, I’ve already used it on you a few times when I first began my visits. I stopped when I realized I couldn’t stay away from you. It’s called glamouring, and if used too often on the same human, it can—fry their brain.”

Not now. Not ever.

Celeste probably doesn't want any of you to get back in time because she can't wait for all of you to end up in community college with me! The moment Mona said this, the classmate who tried to talk everyone into letting me go suddenly stopped. I watched as everyone turned to look away from me, and I clenched my fists so hard that my fingernails dug into my flesh. As the sky darkened, it grew closer and closer to the train's departure time.

But just as we’re about to escape, she always pulls away and walks back into the fire. "And after her ashes were scattered by a romantic rival, I've never dreamed of her again. "For a whole year, I've visited countless mediums for séances. Every single one of them gave me the same answer: she didn't want to see me." The emotions he had suppressed for so long finally shattered. The ruthless, cold-blooded man covered his face and broke down in tears in front of a stranger. If Ivy were some ordinary person, she would surely be moved by his love story. She would even offer him a piece of tissue as her condolences.

Not now. Not ever.

He would never forget them. Emmett gradually got used to seeing Isla surrounded by admirers. Likewise, he had to admit Isla was right; she never belonged to him. After several rejections, Emmett grew numb. He no longer felt sad, even if Isla said anything hurtful or shot him a harsh glare. Emmett continued to count his confessions. The seasons changed from winter to spring, then to summer from his first to 50th confession. For a moment, he felt things would continue like that until he reached his 100th confession. Maybe there would even be a 101st time. Regardless, he never planned to give up.