Never Once Did We Walk Alone Novels & Stories

"I adore, you baby. Always have. Always will." The End

The carousel was still there, spinning round as if nothing had changed. I bought a ticket and sat on the same familiar horse. The wind blew against my face. I closed my eyes. For a moment, I could still hear my daughter's laughter… and David warning me, "Be careful." This time, no one was with me. I rode alone. A wave of dizziness washed over me. I knew death was near. I forced my eyes open, but the world grew more and more blurred. With trembling hands, I pulled out my phone and used the last of my strength to dial a number I had not called in years.

“But not alone.” I sit up and pull him close. “You never have to do this alone again.” We shower together. Not in a sexual way. Just in a human way. We stand under warm water and let it wash over us. He rests his forehead against my chest. Later, we go for a walk. The world feels loud. Cars. Voices. Wind. Ollie grips my sleeve. “It’s too much,” he says. “We can go home.” “No,” he says. “Just… walk slower.”

Around them, when each of them looked at each other complicitly, in front of me towards the avenue where we were walking, it always seemed to me that we could not go any further, only together and only alone, where the world of the impossible ended., when everything became possible, when everything should be forever frozen in its beauty.

Not today, god… Merrick's smile did not reach his eyes, and I felt every bone in my body go brittle when he said, “Smart girls know better than to walk alone, love.”

" After saying that, he turned and walked alone down the dirt path between the fields. Looking just like the time he walked side-by-side with another girl, all those years ago. It seems that in life, as you walk on, you really do suddenly realize that you are completely alone. Paige pointed the camera at the ruins, her laughter trembling slightly: "Next lifetime, you still have to be my best friend, you hear me?" A gust of wind blew by, shaking a wind chime hanging on a wooden pole. It let out a crisp, clear ring. Paige threw the stone in her hand, her voice breaking into a sob:

Every person present heard it. Every mind. Every soul. Every connected life. The voice carried neither rage nor hatred. Only unimaginable sadness. And one simple question. "Why did you leave me alone?"

“But wherever we go, remember this, you are not alone. You’ll never be alone, not as long as I breathe.” And as the night stretched on, I believed him. For the first time, I believed we could survive, because we had each other.

🎶Alone by Alan Walker. 🎶If this night is not forever...🎶 🎶At least we are together...🎶 🎶I know I'm not alone...🎶 "You'll never be alone my love," she heard a whisper in the wind. With her eyes closed she couldn't tell if it was Ace or her imaginative voice but right at that moment, dancing in his arms, her head resting on his arms in a beautiful garden she knew she wasn't alone tonight and if she wakes up alone tomorrow then she'd treasure tonight's memory for the rest of her life.

“I know. And I get that. But you’re not alone. Not now. Not ever. You never were.” A shiver ran down my spine; whether from the rain or his words, I couldn’t tell. We walked in silence, the rain beginning to fall harder, drumming against the umbrellas, the sidewalks, and the city itself. It felt… cleansing. Finally, I broke the silence. “Do you ever doubt… us?”