Novel & Cerita No One Would Miss Me

she replied. Kim nodded with a small smile. "So... Your family huh?" She retorted. "Yeah, my mom and kid brother, you know it's only being few hours but it feels like decades already, I miss them so much," Kimberly replied. "You are lucky to have that, not everyone is opportune to have a family you know." "Okay? I'm gonna have to disagree with you on that, everyone has a family, I mean no one fell from the sky," Kim teased. "You'd be surprised," she retorted.

Not in a romantic way, in a I'd-consume-you way. "What?" She blushed harder. "Nothing… It's just…." She shrugged, her palms inside out 'it is what it is' gesture. "Just what, Vanessa?" How come she kept all these things to herself while blushing like the filthiest thought had crossed her mind? "I missed you. And I don't mean it lightly. In a way when others say it because there are somethings, some people, they simply can't replace. If they were able to, they'd miss feeling a certain way-not the person itself. I didn't realise until now that I had the endurance to miss someone like that. Not the feeling, the person. Everything else just seems so replaceable."

She has even made plan for tomorrow. But... Sob sob.. No one can love me like you people. Sob sob... There's not a single day when I don't... sob sob... complaint to God for taking you away from me. Sob sob... There's not a single day when I don't miss you, miss the old us. I'm trying my best. Sob sob... to make you proud. But how I wish you could be here beside me to cheer me up. I miss you mom dad. Sob sob... I miss you."

My deskmate, Elaine Jenkins, was the kind of girl who was born with a sharp tongue. She loved nothing more than embarrassing me in front of everyone. When I showed up in a brand-new white shirt, she sneered, "Look at the country boy who finally made it to the city. Are you really that worried people will not realize how hopelessly tacky your taste is?" When I switched to contact lenses, she laughed. "Those eyes look like a dead fish's. Taking off your glasses is not going to magically turn you into a handsome guy." Then I won a prize in the math competition. She just rolled her eyes and said, "Please. Everyone knows he stays up all night grinding through problem sets. He practically worke

I raised my brow 'When did you come into the picture? ('I AM ALWAYS IN THE PICTURE AXEL AND NO ONE CAN TAKE ME OUT EXCEPT THE BOSS ON TOP OF COURSE'). 'Yeah, right!!'. ('ANYWAYS I MISSED HUNTER'). 'Huh! What did I just hear, Sabastien missing someone'. ('OHH PLEASE, DON'T SAY IT LIKE IT'S NEVER HAPPENED BEFORE, I STILL MISS SYDNEY'). And my smiled dropped 'Don't do this Sabastien'. ('DON'T DO WHAT?').

“So here I am. Hoodie and bare face and all. A little bruised, a little stiff, but here.” I reached for the mug of tea beside me, then paused to look back into the lens. “Thank you to everyone who checked in. And if you’re going through something—anything—you’re not alone. Even if you feel like no one sees it. I promise, someone does. Someone’s watching you survive. Quietly. Bravely. Just by showing up.” I let the words settle. No edits. No music. Just truth. I whispered the last line. “I missed you.”

I miss you so much! I miss your smile, your laugh, and your sense of humor. I miss our inside jokes and our late-night conversations on my roof, and our favorite hang-out spot. I also miss our adventures together. We've been through so much together, and I'm so grateful to have you in my life. I hope you have found someone to help you through the bad times. I worry about you being alone, Red. I know I'm not the only one who misses you. My mom and dad miss you as well. I know you miss them, too. Having you in our house only made it so much better. Life feels so different without you by my side.

They included terraced fields in Winwich, snow-capped mountains in Lhamo, a small fishing village by the sea, and the neon lights of the city. In every photograph, there was a ray of light hidden. That was the world I saw, one without Lydia. At the end of the exhibition hall was a wall, and on it was only a single line of text. "To the one I once loved, and to the self I have finally become." Lydia stood before that wall and suddenly laughed. She was laughing at herself for finally understanding that some things, once missed, could never come back. She turned to leave, only to see me standing not far away, looking at her.

Especially from men who know exactly what I’m capable of. The sun beats down harder. Somewhere, a guard’s radio crackles. “You gonna miss it?” Manny asks. “This place?” I arch a brow. “No,” he says. “The people.” I swallow. My answer comes too fast. “Yeah.” Manny smiles like he expected that. “You especially,” I add quietly. He snorts. “Don’t get sentimental on me now. You’ll ruin my reputation.” “You don’t have one.” “That’s ’cause I killed it years ago.”

Three rogues cornered me in the woods when I was eight weeks pregnant. My mate, Adrian Blackwood, Alpha of the Blackpine Pack, was watching fireworks with his brother’s widow. I called him with one hand clamped over the claw marks on my arm. “Adrian, please. They’re going to kill me.” “Nora, being pregnant doesn’t mean you can make things up. You’re staying at the penthouse in the heart of the werewolf clan.It’s guarded by pack warriors. How would rogues get in?” A growl came from behind the tree. On his end of the call, Selene laughed beneath the fireworks. “It’s the anniversary of my brother’s death. She needs something to take her mind off it. Just wait until tomorrow. I’ll come home then