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I wanted peace, safety, Henry happy, Ashley and Nick recovering, no more guns, no more blood and somewhere deep down beneath all of that chaos, I wanted us. My chest tightened unexpectedly and Theo noticed my silence. “You don’t have to answer immediately" he said. “I think I do” I said softly. Theo stayed quiet, weaiting, while I stared down at the amber liquid inside my glass then finally I spoke. “I don’t want to go back to New York" I replied. Theo’s eyes flickered slightly and I looked up at him. “I don’t want that life again" I added. The words felt more certain the moment I said them aloud.

ARAIA's P.O.V "Let's go, let's just go back tomorrow, it would be dangerous if we stayed any longer." Geronimo told me. I don't want to go…but we have to… Even though it's hard for me to leave, I don't have a choice. We went back to the inn that we rented before. I went straight to the room that was for me and lay on the bed. "What happened to them?" I can't help myself, I want to know where they went, why does that place look completely abandoned?

“Come back to the Carlos mansion, and I promise it will ease the stress.” I stared at him, my heart pounding. His words sounded like a lifeline, but I knew better. The Carlos mansion wasn’t a sanctuary; it was a cage. What’s the point of going back to the only place in the world where I’m not clearly wanted? “I don’t need to go back there, Nathaniel,” I said, my voice trembling slightly. “That place isn’t where I belong anymore.” His eyes narrowed slightly, a flash of impatience crossing his face. “You’re making this harder than it needs to be, Veronica. Everything can go back to normal if you just let me help.”

She wrote the final page of her journal: > “Today, Johnson’s Haven opened its doors. > > I watched a child ring the bell. I saw hope spill from our gates like sunrise. > > Ethan stood on the ridge. I didn’t speak to him. I didn’t need to. > > I’ve stopped chasing ghosts. > > I’ve started building futures. > > Ironclaw no longer writes its story in blood. > > From now on—we write in light.” She set the quill down, folded the parchment, and sealed it. Then she stepped out onto the balcony once more, just as stars began to pierce the velvet sky.

Now, all at once, it hit me that everything I had given over the years had been nothing more than a one-sided effort. I was just about to book a flight when I realized I had forgotten my ID and passport, so I had no choice but to return home. The moment I opened the door, I was greeted by a mess all over the floor. Leftover snacks were scattered everywhere, along with half-finished dishes left behind. Right by the bedroom door lay something impossible to miss—a box of levonorgestrel pills and a piece of wine-red lingerie. Willow had never liked being physically intimate with me. Even Naomi's existence had come from a drunken incident.

"I was wrong, Yvonne. Never trust a man." Moonlight cast an ethereal glow on her face. The sound of the waves crashing against the shore was loud in the quiet night. I didn't know what was going on, but my heart felt heavy for some reason. A long, long time later, Mom threw her phone into the sea. Then, she gave me ten dollars. Grabbing my shoulders, she said, "Yvonne, can you go and get me a bottle of water? Don't tell anyone I'm here, alright? If you do, you won't see me again!"

Jason’s pupils dilated, as though she had struck him across the face. He finally realized how foolish he had been back then. I no longer cared about their mess. I just looked at him calmly and said, “The ambulance is here.” He was silent for a long time before saying hoarsely, “Nina… Can we still go back to the way we were?” I chuckled. Go back to the way we were? He was the one who destroyed everything, and now he was trying to have it all back?

His cock throbs, stretching me as he buries himself deep inside me. I feel complete for the first time in ages. And as our breathing slows and the world returns to normal, I realize that I can never go back. This is one step too far, and I’ve officially left the regular world of small-town people for good. I could never go back there. I could never go back to Noah.

Holding onto him, I nodded. “Okay…” I was having a terrible feeling about this. Something unimaginable would happen again but he was right, going there was necessary. “Good. Now, pack our things. We are going back to New York.” He beamed, giving me a moment to gather my cognition as I went along with his idea. But, the idea of going back trembled my core. When we were coming back, My hands were trembling. A dread froze my senses. He noticed my disturbance too and did his best to console me but my mind was elsewhere.

Was I ready to loose all that and go back to New York city where all my troubles began? But if i don't go back ..... I wouldn't have any source of income even here and then it'd be like starting over. Life had been fair in the last 5 years why did this have to be so difficult ..... the birth of Ryan, moving into my new apartment , buying my own car and many other things I couldn't even count. I always knew I Couldn't run from my problems forever but was this how and when I wanted to go back?..... I need to see Juliet.