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he replied. " I've been caught up with work and something else. I do miss racing but I'm working on something at the moment, " " If you say so, Syd. If you say so. " ~~~~ So how do I say goodbye? To someone who's been with me for my whole damn life? You gave me my name and the color of your eyes I see your face when I look at mine So how do I, how do I, how do I say goodbye? And there's no way you could ever let me down

He is correct. Kaash!!! Aaj koyi tara toot jaye, Mujhe apne liye mout mangni hai. (I wish!!! Today a star breaks I want to wish death for myself) I am going, going forever. I think it is good for everyone. I should die. Bye I will never meet you now and bore you with my talks. Bye I will miss you. Goodbye forever. Bye. Dear diary. Reading this my breath hitched for a second. What he meant by goodbye forever.

I turn to him and kiss him on the corner of his lips, get my face slowly from his face and look at him partially. " Goodbye!" I said lowly. The "Goodbye" seems to be the worst word I had to pronounce right now. I get out of the car and open the back door of his jeep and take my affairs. I get to the door, step by step and open it. I enter and before closing definitely the door I look at him once more sadly and close the door. I pull my back on the door while ranging the box full of my affairs inside, on the ground. I breath! Because the pressure was too high for me to bare. I get to the kitchen windows and slowly open the curtain of the kitchen window and see him go, far away from me and I t

"He’s finally figured out that he’s actually married to a person, not a social accessory. But Evelyn, I have to ask... what happens when Sarah calls again? Or when Mom decides to come back with a fleet of lawyers?" Evelyn looked at the unfinished trees on her canvas. "Arthur told Sarah it’s over. And he stood up to your mother. I never thought I’d see either of those things happen." "He did," Claire agreed. "But those two don't go away quietly. Sarah thinks she’s the heroine of this story, and Mom thinks she’s the narrator. They’re both going to try to push their way back in." "Let them try," Evelyn said, her voice surprisingly firm. "I spent three years being afraid of making a scene. I don

We will be getting married next year, I wonder how you would have take the news if I announced it to you. May you find peace wherever you are, Bella. Goodbye, my crazy Bella." THE END! To my lovely readers, thanks for completing this bumpy ride with me. I hope you enjoyed the story. Did you gain one or two things from this book? If yes, please share your thoughts with me in the comment section, I'd love to read it. Thank you. I love you so xo xo xo xo much. Anticipate my next story. 🤫 Till then.

I felt my lips curve into a smile. "Goodbye for now." *** A/N: comment your feelings... I'm in a nostalgic state rn:-( one last chapter before the book ends, any thoughts?

There’s a hint of sadness in my voice, a reminder of the love we once shared. “Do you still love me?” she asks, her eyes searching mine. “I do,” I admit, the truth spilling out. “You are the mother of my child, and you are the person I wanted a future with.” “Then tell her only good things about me,” Sarah says, her voice softening. “I am sorry, Sebastian,” she admits, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. I stand up, feeling the weight of the moment pressing down on me. “Goodbye, Sarah. I hope to never see you again,” I say, my voice steady.

"8 p.m. at the Grandview Hotel. Don’t be late." Just like that, she hung up. I exhaled slowly. Fine. One last meet before I disappeared forever.

But he didn’t say anything to refute his sister’s claims. He never did. He just looked at Eleanor, his eyes cold and distant. “It doesn’t matter now,” he said finally, his voice devoid of any emotion. “What’s done is done.” And just like that, the small flicker of hope Eleanor had been holding on to was extinguished. She nodded slowly, forcing a smile. “Right. It doesn’t.” The rest of the dinner passed in a blur. Eleanor barely registered what anyone was saying. She just wanted to get out of there, to escape the suffocating atmosphere of the room.

The room erupted with laughter. Louise, hearing the jest, was overjoyed, playfully grabbing Andrew's arm. "Hey, don't be so tough on Lina. She's not like me; she hasn't traveled much or met many people. The fact that she's willing to bury her nose in books shows she's got ambition!"