Novel & Cerita Short Lived Happiness Novel

I've never felt this kind of happiness before. I'm so happy that I check my phone. I want to share my happiness with someone. Brett. Victoria. They'll be thrilled for me. I haven't updated them at all since all of this happened the day before yesterday. I have so much to say to them. This is the most that has happened to me in the space of three days. Life with Luca is eventful. My days used to feel super short before. Now, they're long.

his words made her cheeks burn. "Let's just welcome our little rat now and go tomorrow," Clara said, hiding her flushed cheeks. The laughter filled the hall when the main guest entered the hall. Her low groans and huge yawning made them admire the little one with so much love. ***** Life can be so beautiful when we finally realize that happiness is a choice, not a result. If we decide to be happy, no one can snatch it away from us. Rose and Sandy never even stayed apart for a second as if they were working hard to fill that gap of five years of loneliness. Sandy didn't take too much time to come over the betrayal of his father.

“Why wouldn’t. It?” “Because.” Victoria said. Looking at. Them. At joy. At innocence. At. Fragility. Of it. “Happiness. Is always. So brief. So. Temporary. Something. Always comes. To steal it. Away.” “Not this time.” Richard said. Firm. Protective. “Not. To them. They’ve. Suffered enough. Both families. Have.” Victoria wanted. To believe. Him. Wanted. To trust. That. This time. Happiness. Would stay. Would last. Would. Survive.

They walked side by side down the street and entered a convenience store where they found a table and ordered some snacks. Gary gazed at her profile. "I can hardly tell if this is reality or a dream." Kimberly smiled, and he continued, "Remember college? We were broke, always eating snacks at convenience stores. Who would have thought, years later, we'd sit together like this?" Kimberly sighed, memories flooding back like a tidal wave. Back then, she was young and carefree, yet to meet Daniel. Gary tilted his head, curious. "I heard from our classmates that you got married. How is that going? Are you happy?"

Of love, not as a fairytale or a battlefield—but as something earned, breath by breath, scar by scar. Dinner was served. Laughter returned. A new life began. And this time,happiness lasted forever. The End.

He was imprisoned for life. Finally, we took our vows and he took me back home. We didn’t have a passionate night, but I did have a few vomits making me wonder about something instinctively. The next morning, the first thing I did was to go and buy a pregnancy test. I was scared, but took the test. Two lines. My happiness bloomed. I am pregnant. ---- Author’s Note:- Hello guys, the novel ends here. I hope you loved them and liked their story. Every story has a happy, or sad ending, but I think we have enough humanity in within that we can change almost all people who get affected by our words.

TEMPORARY. Lasting for only a limited period of time, not permanent. The happiness of her new, real relationship with Dylan was violently short-lived. A sudden domestic moment, intended to solidify their bond, instead became the catalyst for a horrifying discovery. Anna was jolted into full awareness of the tangled web that connected Hannah, Dylan, and Liam, realizing that the perfect twin’s guilt was far deeper than she had imagined. Anna was finally staying at Dylan’s apartment full-time, her few boxes of belongings a quiet invasion of his perfectly minimal, expensive space. They had established a comfortable rhythm, their relationship functioning as a quiet, protective bubble against the

When she asked if I felt free, I smiled, "It's over. Once he signs the divorce agreement, I'm out." Maren was thrilled. "Let's get it done and hit a chorizo slider truck." As we discussed the details of the startup, Gideon called again. I glanced at his name on the screen and flipped my phone over. Maren lifted her chin. "Really done with him?" She knew how much I had cared for him, but his constant hurt killed that. I shrugged. "Some people just don't belong in the same world." Maren nodded, totally agreeing with it.

"I can live with that. As long as at the end of it, you are mine. Really mine. Forever." "Forever is a long time." "Not long enough when it comes to loving you." We stood there. Engaged but not married. Committed but cautious. Building something stronger than what we had before. Below, the party continued. Celebrating freedom. Celebrating survival. Celebrating hope. And for the first time in my entire life, I felt genuinely happy. Not just surviving. Not just managing. But truly happy. That happiness lasted exactly twelve hours. I woke to pounding on my door.

Rachel's P.O.V He is gone. My Donald is gone. He had promised me he wouldn't leave me alone and now he's gone forever. I knew we weren't today's kids anymore and I had been blessed to have him for as long as I did have him, but he was my happiness and now there is just nothing. The house is empty when everyone leaves to go to their own homes and I'm thinking of selling it and going back to a little flat where I wouldn't feel so lonely when I'm there alone, but I don't know what Donald wanted to happen to the house after his passing so I guess I would have to wait and see.