Never Truly Over Novels & Stories

Henry shouted, "No! Yelena, I will never divorce you! And the child—why did you never tell me about it?" His voice trembled as he spoke. He was probably regretting it, but what was the use of regret? We could never go back. No matter how hard he tried, it was over. "I will never agree to a divorce!" Henry insisted. "Don't joke with me. This isn't funny at all." So, he thought I was joking.

I’d give them one they wouldn’t forget as this is just the beginning of it. You know, they might be thinking it's over but it's not.

“No. Absolutely not. The plan is definitely still in play.” I frown. “What? He dumped me. It’s over. I failed.” He shakes his head. “It’s not over. We just hit a hurdle, that’s all. All we need to do is bounce back. Bounce back? Is he serious? “I don’t think there’s anything to bounce back from, Theo,” I say. “You said it yourself. He never goes back when he dumps someone. So, it’s over.” I ignore the way my chest tightens at that last part.

"Want me to give you a call? So that you can, you know, kiss and may be make up as well?" "We are over." "Hard to believe."

Not fully. Not under pressure. And when they are— When something pushes too far— We’ll find out the truth. Whether what I created— Can actually hold. Or if I’ve just delayed the next collapse. And this time— There won’t be a reset waiting at the end.

Because deep down She knew. This wasn’t over. Not even close. And when it ended It wouldn’t leave any of them unchange.

“Carm, what are you saying?” “You know exactly what I mean.” In disbelief, Dax stared wide-eyed at Carmen like she was nuts, and yet her expression told him that she wasn't. “But Liam,” Dax mumbled. “We are over.” Carmen coldly said. “You are going to regret this afterward.” “No, I won't.” However, the honesty in Carmen's voice did not match the regret her heart was feeling from those words. But when Dax looked into her eyes, she softly smiles as she pulled her dress hand down.

Cameron and I were university classmates. When I first met him, he had just broken up with Julie. It felt like he wandered around aimlessly every day, like a soulless corpse. Whenever he finished a phone call with Julie, he would always come to me crying. I thoughtfully comforted him every single time, believing that sincerity could move his heart. Later on, we really ended up together. After we graduated, on the day he proposed, he told me that he would love only me from now on—that he had completely moved on and forgotten about everything that happened before.

My thumb hovered over the screen. It’s just dinner. It’s simple. She’d said okay last night. But that was in the moment. In the music, in the feeling, under people's stares and expectations. But it didn’t feel simple anymore because last night hadn’t been casual. It hadn’t been something either of us could pretend didn’t happen. It was a line we both crossed and once you crossed it, there was no going back to what things were before. What if she woke up and changed her mind?

The Bourns, once one of the most powerful names in Jezelworth, were finished that night. I turned to meet Abby's deep, steady eyes. "It's over," she said. I nodded. Yeah. It was all over.