One Last Pic And I'll Be Gone Novels & Stories

"One more thing, Sophia." "Yes?" she asked, eagerness practically vibrating through the line. "Don't try to contact me again after this. My involvement ends here. Consider this my last communication with you." There was a moment of silence on her end, a flicker of surprise perhaps, but then she recovered. "Yeah, whatever, dude. You already gave me what I needed. Thanks again, Caleb. You may leave now'' "You're welcome," I said, the word a bitter taste on my tongue. "Enjoy the show."

Ricardo Tucci suffered from severe prosopagnosia, constantly mistaking me for my best friend, Ella Henderson. At an antique auction, he won the gem brooch I had coveted for years, only to hand the box to Ella. When I pointed out his mistake, he merely shrugged it off. "It's just a piece of jewelry. Since it suits her, she can keep it." At an exclusive gala, Ricardo walked down the red carpet with Ella on his arm, while I, his actual fiancée, was stopped at the doors, left to endure the humiliating stares of high society. Afterward, his excuse was as careless as ever. "My face blindness got in the way again. Sorry you had to deal with that." On my birthday, he promised to drive us to o

[Didn't get to say this earlier, but I'm out of forgiveness cards. [Let's get a divorce.] My phone started blowing up right after.

"Forgive me, my love. I know my time here is nearly over. I hope one day you will be able to forget me and move on from the pain caused by me. If ever your heart beats for someone else again, I'm more than happy. I promise I won't be mad. Babe, I'm sorry for being so weak, and I thank you for staying by my side. I know it's going to be very, very hard for you once I'm gone. It's okay to cry, babe, but don't cry too long. I won't go anywhere; even if you can't see me or touch me, just close your eyes and feel me in your heart." Yoon thought while completing the portrait.

I don’t know whether this will open their eyes or not, but one thing I know for sure—I’m walking away with my head held high, my dignity intact, and my heart guarded with walls so high, it would never crumble for anyone. Not again. I turn to look at the man I have loved for almost a decade. “This is also my farewell gift to you, Damon. I hope it’s to your liking,” I mumble under my breath, but Damon probably hears some of it. He sharply turns to me, even though he can’t see me in the dark. He tries to look for me. “What was that? What do you mean? Elara! Answer me.” I don’t. There’s nothing left to say anyway.1

"What things?" "Her stuff. Her drawings. Her pictures." "They're mine." "She's my daughter." "She's my daughter too!" They sat in silence for a long time. In the end, Dad went to my room and packed the taped-up sketchbook into a cardboard box. He found a few photos in the drawer. My school ID photo. My class picture. One from when I was little, sitting on a park swing, grinning with my two front teeth out. But no one had taken my picture in years.

Now, every sweet promise and every devoted gesture had become the sharpest form of mockery. The happiness I thought I had was nothing more than a carefully woven lie. And I was the most pathetic fool trapped inside it. I agreed to bind myself to the Reincarnation System and offered a condition in exchange—my reincarnation, in exchange for the end of Luna's. 'Luna, from this life onward, through every lifetime to come, we will never meet again.' … I leaned against the car window, silently watching the scenery rush past outside as I considered how I would leave this world.

It was just that this time, I was leaving their world for good. Jason looked like he was about to ask where I was going, but Kat eagerly pulled him into the cab before he could speak. The cab then sped away, leaving a trail of smoke behind as it slowly disappeared from my sight. I looked in the direction it had gone and said to myself quietly, "This time, you're the one who left me. You're forever gone from my world from this point forward."

Riley cried " Look, i'm sorry i gave you too much crap, i just , i don't want you making harsh decisions like this" Ana apologized " so what now?" " I'm moving, i figured i have nothing left here, i had all these job offers from different aganecies and i kept rejecting them cause you know, Adam was here and my life was all about him, but, now that it isnt anymore, i have no reason to be here, i can go anywhere, LA, Atlanta, New york, Colorado, even paris . I can make few calls and see if any agency still wants me, in fact there is this one in England that's just starting but they're doing good for themselves, i can work with that" Riley said as tears ran down her cheeks

His eyes misting, and he looks away from me to the open doorway. ‘Goodbye, Mico,’ I whisper so it’s barely audible, and he nods. Clears his throat again, as though it’s hurting him too. We both know I will never call and this is the last time he will ever see me. We are drawing a line in the sand and after this, I won’t be a Carrero problem anymore. That’s it. Our sad goodbye and he turns on his heel and leaves me alone to ponder what just happened. Heavy and pain ridden.