So Close But Yet So Far Mga Nobela at Kwento

This isn’t over. Not even close.

Deeper. Closer. Not waiting anymore. Hungry.

This wasn't the end of something. This wasn't even close to the end.

Because walking away from him is one thing. But walking away from myself? That feels like a different kind of loss. And as my inbox refreshes, one thought settles deep and undeniable: This isn’t distance anymore. This is proximity. And whatever comes next? It’s going to cost us both.

" I shouted... wait the worse is yet to come... *************************************

“Sometimes.” My breath catches. The wheel turns. And the ground beneath my feet feels very, very far away.

I said. "I know how it sounds," she said. "Tell me what it feels like," I said. She turned toward me. "Like when you are very close to something but not quite touching it," she said. "Like the distance between almost and actually. The bond at night feels." She stopped. "It feels like it wants to close that distance."

The events that had unfolded seemed like a distant nightmare, and being here, in his embrace, I wanted to hope that maybe this was it, what I had always wanted. Maybe this was him. But there was this saying that when things are too good to be true, then there is a high chance that it wasn't.

Maybe it will be different this time. 'So that's how my story continues…'

To make things harder, Julia wants her to sit next to her – that means she needs to sit next to Gale as well. She didn't have any energy to make an excuse and wordlessly took a seat next to him. They were not touching, but the familiar feeling of him was emerging from deep within her heart. The feelings that were once buried and forgotten entirely. The yearning to be as close as possible. Ava wondered whether he felt the same way as he did in the past whenever he was near her – the urge to reach out. He always liked to touch her and keep her close to him.