One Last Time Novels & Stories

"Don't feel bad. It means a lot to me that you're ready to give up everything for me. For the next hour, they talked quietly while trying to figure something out. But it looked like every idea had a problem or a reason it wouldn't work. The eastern sky was getting lighter, going from dark to deep blue. That's when they knew they had to split up. Carson led Alice back to the door for the staff while holding her hand until the very end. Carson told Alice again, "We'll figure something out," and he gently touched her cheek. "Beth, I love you. Keep that in mind no matter what." Alice's eyes were bright with tears that hadn't dried yet. "Becky, I love you too. "Always." Before Alice snuck inside

Jameson off before he could finish. Mr. Hall was quiet for a long time, then finally sighed and patted my shoulder. "You're grown now. It's good for you to see more of the world." As I left the office and walked away, I could still hear Mr. Jameson muttering, "It's over just like that?" Mr. Hall sounded annoyed. "Keep your voice down! Do you want to announce it to the whole world?" Samson didn't come looking for me for the rest of the day. But honestly, I didn't care about the watch he promised me anymore.

I glare at him. “Sorry, baby. Go on.” His eyes are still glittering with anger. I roll my eyes. “After listening to all the voicemails, I listened to the last unknown number.” I scan the voicemail and play it to them. “Hello, Mackenzie. You’re alone now, aren’t you? At last, it’s our time together, and soon you’re gonna be mine, sweet Mackenzie.” Everyone gasps and Sebastian growls, fisting his hands.

She is gone forever. I don’t want that. “I need of a pic of this,” Tania pulled out her phone. “I’ll put a caption under it. Alina’s current future.” she laughed to herself. In a blur, Mikhail reached out with one hand and covered her phone camera, leaning in just enough to make her flinch. “You are not taking that photo. We are leaving.” he turned to me and steered me towards the car. My voice cracked as soon as I dropped my bags in the truck. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t think anyone would recognize me.”

I spent the first 2 days on the island drinking, smoking the island grown ganja, ugly crying, and when I reach exhaustion sleeping for 10 hrs. Something I hand done in years because I need to keep everything perfect for Sam so he’d love me. I’d called all 3 of my kids this morning, Damien reassured we that everything was fine. Turns out he had contacted Lena this past weekend and Lena had arranged for me to attend a retreat of the coast of Croatia that was geared towards helping executives decompress from the stress of high demand jobs. An executive I was not and I love my job so I don’t find it stressful, but I wasn’t going to complain and knew I was in much need of intense therapy.

He looked at me with this crazy intensity, like he was seeing the end of the world happen right before his eyes, but in slow motion, so every second felt like an eternity. And this time— he couldn’t answer at all.

At that point, even Northbridge University couldn't protect Leighton anymore. Facing overwhelming public pressure, Northbridge University expelled both Leighton and Harley. They didn't even bother trying to suppress the online discussions, so the topic remained on the trending charts for days. A week later, Leighton reached out to me again through her lawyer. This time, she had finally agreed to the divorce. She only had one condition—she wanted to see me one last time. She chose that familiar cafe as the meeting place, and even the same table where I'd met Harley before.

You didn't reply to my messages at all. "Yes... delicious," replied Aini, sounding a little cold. He even stared outside and refused to listen to Leo, who had already spoken. "Why... didn't you come last night?" asked Aini finally. This made Leo silent for a few moments; luckily, they were at a red light. He blinked a few times and faced Aini, trying to understand what she was saying.

I said to him. "Fine." Christian replied. "Sorry about that, this is going to be the last time I ever say such a thing to you. Is that okay?'' I considered for a moment before nodding my head. "Yes. It's for the best." At my response, he walked out of the door leaving me to wonder if the decision I just made was the best or something I would be joining to my list of regrets. Great, Belle. Great. ************************* The days passed by swiftly without Christian and I saying more than ten words to each other everyday. His birthday was drawing closer and I had no idea how his progress with the takeover was coming along.

The sound of the door closing echoed through my mansion like a gunshot. Then….Nothing. I just stood there. Frozen in place. Mind blank while my heart is pounding. Minutes passed. Or maybe seconds. Time felt distorted, meaningless. But his words kept replaying relentlessly. I’m so sorry, Travis. This is my one last try. I’ll say goodbye. I love you. My One. Mi único. Again. And again. And again.