Novel & Cerita Past Lives Couldn't Ever Hold Me

“Alive.” The word hit me like a blow. Alive. I wanted to believe him. God, I wanted to. But doubt gnawed at me, whispering that even if he saw me, truly me, Isabella’s ghost still lingered in every corner of his heart. “You can’t build a future with me while you’re still living in the past,” I whispered, tears stinging my eyes. “I can’t be her, Adrian. I won’t be her.”

"I promise I'll fix this." "You can't fix it" I said. "You can never fix it. Karen will always be out there. Your past will always be out there. There will always be something from your old life coming back to ruin my new one."

So I ended up raising my eyes to yours, and there was a hazy glow surrounding your irises. "You are not a broken person, Tasha," he said with absolute firmness. "You can be whatever you want. Your past can no longer reach you. You changed your life so you don't have to depend on them. I haven't known you in years, although I feel that way, but I can say that you are not the same person you were when all this happened. You stopped having contact with your family, so you told me by messages. You still fight for life, for what I can see in this tattoo. And I don't think you're persecuted by your past, I don't think you're persecuted by your past. Even unintentionally, I think you let these shad

I laughed at myself. How ridiculous! I abandoned everything for him. And yet, not only had he moved on, but he was now standing in front of everyone, mocking my sincerity, too. I nodded at this. Zeke was right. I had no home anymore. First, my grandmother had given me a home. Then, it was Zeke. But now, both of them were gone. As despair settled over me, Zeke pressed a few buttons on his phone, deleting my contact information along with every trace of our past.

he trailed off, a sob erupting from his own voice. She did, I wanted to scream out loud, she took me. God, if only they had found me, my life would have turned out so differently. But I can't change the past; all I can do is watch as the image continues to flicker in front of me, playing out the past that would haunt me forever.

"Some things are inevitable. And since I'm like this now, I hope you understand why I can't be with you" "No. I'm not going to understand that" Yeah, this isn't one of those times when I'll appreciate his stubbornness "It's for the best" "I know you're missing a part of your memories. But Carina, you didn't forget everything. You still know who you are, you haven't forgotten your past or where you came from. What's a few month's worth of memories? Are you going to put your life on hold until you get them back? What if they never come back?"

But, staying here meant facing Pascha every day—a man who destroyed my past and constantly influenced my present. I wanted so badly to give it all up, walk out, and start something new. But, I was stuck. Could I get through this? Or is it time to admit I'm not strong enough to keep going? ::::

I get over it all. But now, the pain is so evident that I can feel myself fading away each passing day. Meeting with a fantastic soul like that of Nia is an opportunity that I will never be able to get again. Maybe it has been ordained that I would die alone. Nia was my second chance mate after tossing my actual mate to the side for a flimsy reason. I am a complete mess. I guess I do need therapy. My parent's past haunts me like it is mine.

"It's because we don't want to hurt you. Your past hurts like hell. You almost lost your sanity. It was too painful to the point that you would just cry every night, sometimes on my shoulder.” "That's what you often say. And do you think I'm not hurt and suffering because of your secretiveness? Even I myself do not know myself. I can't feel complete. Even Xyrie, I don't remember him but I was doing a job that I wasn't even sure if I should be the one doing it. I love her, I just can't recognize her and that is very difficult for me. I've been having a hard time ever since I woke up from coma. I don't know any of you even when you introduced yourselves to me. Even though I'm with you every da

"I didn’t know how long you still had left, even if I had forgiven you, you still could have died. But we might have more time to understand each other." All she had were regrets and spite in her being. It was never easy to change, but if she had just given her mother a small chance, then things would have been a little bit different. "It was too late for regrets, I guess." She picked up the last cookie and finished everything, just like her mother always tells her to finish her food. "Everything in my life has been uncertain ever since I was born. You never believed me, but I really do remember my past lives. They all died in the hands of someone I thought was pure evil… until recently." Sh