Say You Won T Let Go Novels & Stories

"You fret in your own grease, and I won't forgive you. Never." He looked at me in despair, trembling as he pulled out the diamond ring he had thrown under the bed. "I regret it so much," he stammered. "I'm sorry. Please, give me another chance." Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, snowflakes began to fall again, just like the day we first met. I looked away and slowly stood up. "Let go. While I still remember the good parts about you, let go." His hand drooped, and his shoulders slumped.

And this time He didn’t reach for it. He let it go.

"You're welcome. Anything else?" "Yeah. One more thing." She sets down her wine and looks at me seriously. "If this doesn't work...if we try and we still can't figure out how to be together without destroying each other...we have to promise to let each other go. Really let go. No fighting, no manipulation, no grand gestures. Just... acceptance." The thought of letting her go makes my chest tight. "I don't want to promise that," I admit. "I don't want to even consider a scenario where we don't work out."

AUBREY We just stared at each other for long, uncomfortable minutes until he said, "I do not know how exactly the saying goes, but it's something along the lines of, 'if something or someone does not want you, let it go, and if that person or thing comes back, they were truly meant for you.' I can tell that you would rather do without me in your life, and no matter how much I want to fight against it, I feel like it is useless. There is apparently no limit to what you would do to get rid of me in your life—"

It was as if she knew it would come to this stage. "No dad! I don't want to move out. I do not want to go to some new place". Jason lashed out from the staircase. "I thought I asked you to go and change?" He asked angrily to a now sulking Jason.

“Stay with them.” This time, I let him go.

I won't let you go. "I will make it so you can't live and can't die."

He gives me my bag with a smile and says, "Let's go." Can I really give up? I can't seem to give up.

I’m not letting you go again. > I deleted the message, my fingers trembling.

hung in her words, but she didn't say it out loud so I took it as a victory. Mind you, the whole "let" thing was just going to have to go. "Done," I said. ***