Romans & histoires One Last Time

The voice inside me whispered one last time, “This isn’t over…”

' I wanted to add but I'm having now difficulties with speaking because of crying too much. "Even if it would be the last beat, I want you to know that it's for you, Gabriel. I love you." And that's the last thing he said before he finally closed his eyes and there's nothing more to feel in his chest. 'Is this really how it's going to end?' ~to be continued~

Then came the tenth betrayal. The eleventh. All the way to the ninety-ninth. I heard the system question Luna, "Host, this is already your ninety-ninth reincarnation. Haven't you had enough fun yet?" Luna answered without a care, "This is the last one. Once I complete my hundredth conquest, I'll settle down and live a good life with Julian." The betrayals in those memories crashed over me like a tidal wave, swallowing me whole. I curled into myself. It felt as if a dull knife had been driven into my heart, only to turn into a sharpened blade that twisted relentlessly inside me. The pain was so intense I could barely breathe.

His words didn't stir a single emotion in her. "Finley, there's nothing left to say. I've spent years saying everything that mattered. As for the divorce, it's in Raoul's hands. If you have questions, talk to him. Don't contact me again." "Can't you give me one more chance? I swear, I'll never see Renee again. She's out of my life." Another promise. Claire let out a bitter laugh. "Finley, how many times have you said that in the past three years? I lost count. Do you really think I'll believe you now?"

Group hug it is. Finally !

“I’m going to die again.” “Yes, Host. This is your last chance, but since all your wishes except the first were made for others, you are granted a special permission—this final wish has no restrictions. The last wish would definitely come true, but you yourself would not be able to revive again.” The System hesitated for a long time before speaking. “Host, I suggest you consider wishing to go to another world and start a new life, or perhaps—” It rambled on, truly caring about me.

It was Kana's favorite color. I gulped one more, wiped my sweaty head and finally cut it. It worked. 30 seconds left. One more. One more. Which to cut? 'If white is Kana's favorite. Maybe red is Niko's favorite. Then the last must be mine!' I run in my thought. Yellow. I cut the yellow wire without hesitation and finally removed Kana. The timer finally stopped. I hugged my girl tight until I felt something jn my pocket. "Kana!" I shouted.

*** When I woke up, Johan was sitting on the edge of the bed, shirtless and smoking. He heard me move and looked back. A check landed on the bed in front of me. I stared at it. He only said a few words. "I'm bored with you." Something inside me cracked. Like porcelain shattering, sharp pieces cut across my heart. Still, my voice came out calm. I even smiled. "I've got less than three months left. Couldn't you wait a little longer?" Johan frowned. "Yara Yelton, you should know your place."

That was a sign of the system's punishment, or the beginning of the countdown until his brain shut down. "Gina…" He leaned on my shoulder weakly. His voice was barely a whisper now. "My head hurts. I can't even see you clearly now… I'm sorry I messed up. This was the last thing I could do for you, but I failed."

'The back is clear. ***