Never Truly Over Novels & Stories

I leaned into Aiden's embrace; he never caved to comfort me better, though I couldn't rid myself of this haunting belief that our story simply was not over. THE END💕

Shock showed all over Mr. Sweet's face, and he blurted, "It's over? But things were just going fine… Why is it over, just like that?" Tanya stammered, "I-I guess in the end, we're not right for each other. Just carrying on won't do much good anyway, and we're not exactly young—we really don't have to keep prolonging the mistake." "'Not right for each other?'"

sighed Vincent. Aldrich didn't answer and just smiled faintly. Vincent, who caught Aldrich's smiled, asked. "Are you smiling?" "Don't spoil my mood, Vincent," Aldrich answered with a faint smile still on his face. "I won't … wait! You just say my name?" asked Vincent. "No," said Aldrich. "Yes." "No." "Yeah. You call it. Are we friends now?" he asked. Vincent felt happy. Aldrich was snorting. "I don't believe in friendship. So leave me alone."

Being seen is not the same as being reduced. It was true when I said it and it was true now and it was going to keep being true and I was going to keep finding new ways to know it was true because that was how true things worked. You did not just know them once. You kept knowing them in new situations and they stayed true and you trusted them a little more each time. That was enough. More than enough.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Then, I apologized and left. With the last ten dollars in my pocket, I went to the pharmacy and then headed home. Upon returning home, I went to my grandfather's room, picked up his photo, and held it close. "Grandpa, I'm sorry. I couldn't live the way you wanted. "You said that if I like someone, I should boldly pursue him without leaving any regrets. "But, Grandpa, it's been so tiring for me to keep pursuing, and I've given up. "Can I come over to your side to keep you company, Grandpa? If I don’t hear a reply from you, I’ll consider your silence as consent."

She's a fraud! "Cassandra, please forgive me. Come back with me. I'll make it up to you." I stared at him, but my heart barely trembled. Slowly, I pulled my hand back. "Mason…let the past stay in the past. I love my work and my life in Ularia. I don't want to go back." Mason refused to let go. "Cassandra, I know you're still mad at me, but I've truly learned my lesson. Give me one chance… I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you."

“So you’ve decided this is for the best.” “I have.” “Mmhmm.” “It is.” She smiled. “You sound like people who keep saying they’re over their ex because they’re hoping the fifth time will finally make it true.” “I’ve never done that.” She looked at me. “…Fine.” “I thought so.” Despite everything, I laughed again. It disappeared almost as quickly as it came.

But that didn’t matter anymore. Because whatever was coming— I would be ready this time. I stepped toward the door. Then stopped. Just for a second. “This isn’t over,” I said quietly. The words felt heavier than anything I had said before. Not a threat. Not a promise. A truth. I looked back at him. My eyes steady. “It’s just beginning.”

“ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ғᴀʟʟ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ

'In case I don't live forever, let me tell you now I love you more than you'll ever wrap your head around In case I don't live forever, let me tell you the truth I'm everything that I am because of you' I stopped for a second as I could feel my voice breaking because of how much I wanted to cry. Gab, he moved closer to me and even started slowly patting my arm about his tummy. 'I, I've carried this song in my mind Listen, it's echoing in me But I haven't helped you to hear it We, we've only got so much time I'm pretty sure it would kill me If you didn't know the pieces of me are pieces of you