So It Goes Novels & Stories

I announce before leaving the room leaving everyone in shock. I sigh audibly while trudging towards my room, this day is getting crazier by the minute I can't wait for tomorrow's note sarcastic term there'.

“What exactly are you saying?” “I’m saying… Marry me, my sweet, perfect angel. I really won’t settle for anything less.” “Well, Mr. ‘One and Only’… Then I suppose I’ll have to… How else will we live happily-ever-after, my love?” -THE END-

Of all the things I felt but never really shown Perhaps the worst is that I ever let you go I should not ever let you go, oh oh oh It’s not over tonight Just give me one more chance to make it right I may not make it through the night I won’t go home without you It’s not over tonight Just give me one more chance to make it right I may not make it through the night I won’t go home without you And I won’t go home without you And I won’t go home without you And I won’t go home without you...

When he turned the phone on, the message he sent me moments before I left was just transmitted. "Arthur, where are you? It hurts." "I can't get up. Are you home yet? It hurts so much." "Will you bring me a strawberry cake? It hurts so much. I think I need something sweet to help with the pain." "Arthur, I love you so much. I don’t think I can bear all this pain if I didn’t love you this much." He scrolled through the messages with a blank look on his face, but tears were streaming against his will.

Jake states tapping her back. I sigh loudly, walk over, and pull her out of his arms moving into the kitchen, gently bouncing her as I do when she’s sad. It takes a minute, but she takes a breath and continues to cry as I soothe her until the cries become small sobs. “It’s okay, Josie. You’re okay. I know it’s scary when you do that,” I say softly to her as I continue to gently bounce her. “It’s okay.”

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Arabella shielded me behind her and said with a smile, “Have a good evening, Mr. Suede. Don’t let the door hit you on the way out. By the way, the security at the entrance mentioned that your car is double-parked. Mind moving it?” Patrick clenched his fists, his knuckles popping. In the end, he walked away without another word. That night, the business news channels replayed the dramatic moment in a loop. Nestled in my office sofa, Arabella scrolled through the comments on her phone and doubled over with laughter. “Check this one out. The CEO of Suede Corporation turned sour as Brimble Network’s Power Duo took home the win. This journalist sure has a way with words. They deserve a raise. Hah

I pressed down on the accelerator and replied with a smile: "Nothing, Mom." "I just feel like that long downpour from seven years ago has finally stopped." "The skies have cleared."

It was our future—bright, burning, and full of life. From then on, every winter night, whenever snowstorms swept across the Northern frontier, Xavier would stand alone deep within the snow and wind, gazing intently into the distance. His voice, carried by the wind and snow, would echo over and over again. “I have missed you in two lifetimes. In every future life, I shall never let you slip away again.”

Returning to our temporary lodging, I coaxed him to sleep when I received a call from a friend. "Howard Quinn is looking into you. Should I stop him?" "No, it's fine." Our trip to Kappa City was only for seven days. After those seven days, Howard and I would lead our own lives, like parallel lines, never crossing each other again. After the call, the doorbell rang. "Nina, let's talk." Howard stood in front of the door with a delicately decorated cake. He openly took in the 'simple' place, not hiding his disdain and condescension.