No Estas Sola Novels & Stories

Why? She doesn’t need to do that, she have work. All this time I am always working hard for myself and no one is helping me, I am always alone and I am always having a hard time doing all the things that I need to do. I don’t know but I feel mad about it.

She wasn't by herself. When he talked again, his voice was even gentler than before. "You're not alone, Jenny. And you don't have to do it alone. You can take your time, work it out at your own speed. But don't let anyone particularly JM make you feel like you're not deserving of happiness."

M O N G R E L 🌷 "Some steps need to be taken alone. It's the only way to really figure out where you need to go and who you need to be." .•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.

“Lonely. You are so lonely...” The idiot runs off singing the lyrics to that song. I am not lonely, I am just enjoying the solitude. Undoing the first button of my shirt, I stretch out my legs and try to relax. The chill air caresses my skin, I open my eyes at the clack of heels that floats to my ears. Annika, El’s mother, takes over the seat Joshua vacated.

he said. "Do you." Her voice was sharper than she intended. The exhaustion and the months of everything coming out in that one small push. "Because from where I'm sitting it looks like everything is falling apart and you're sitting at a kitchen table with a notepad while my body is doing this—" she gestured at herself "—completely alone." "You're not alone."

That he was not alone. At one point, I allowed myself to speak aloud the things I hadn’t been able to before. “You’re stubborn, Santiago. You always were. You think you have to carry everything, protect everyone, do everything yourself.” My throat tightened. “But you don’t. Not now. Not ever. I’ve got you. Callie’s got you. Marco’s got you. You don’t have to do this alone, even if it feels like you do.”

I am so happy for her but I just can’t get over this feeling. She must think I’m not trustworthy. Did I do anything to make her think like that? Am I the problem now? Is that why she couldn’t tell me? Am I overthinking this now? I should probably focus on work right now, I would get too clumsy if I keep thinking about this. Madam Stephanie walks out of the kitchen. A small top and some leggings adorning her body as she looks around. I still don’t get why she wants everyone to call her Madam Stephanie.

His voice seems far away. I looked at him and he is still lost in watching the sky. “ I don’t feel alone. I never am.” I whispered. I firmly believe this. Zander doesn’t love me. Sure it hurts. My friends are liars. I get it. But I am not alone. I have my family and they are everything to me. He turns to look at me and he smiles softly. “ You are like a light, I guess.” “ Light?” I frowned. “ Like sunlight. You brighten things up.”

she emphasized. “Because you’re beautiful,” I honestly answered. I caught a slight blush coloring her cheeks in the soft glow of the street light. “Are we eating at a closed establishment?” She said pointedly to the dark building. I chuckled and softly grabbed her hand to wrap around my arm. She didn’t pull away, and Morpheus was purring in my chest at the physical contact. Like he used to do when Selene was near. I waved the thought away. Sophia was a Beta with a wolf. Selene was nobody.

But a new feeling— one not born from pain, but from someone finally daring to believe: You're not always alone.