So Young 2: Never Gone Cast Novels & Stories

Thick and deadly. Everyone held their breath. Was I gonna cave... or clap back? I stared at Marco's smug face. Thought of my dad. The De Luca name. Smack! The sound cracked through the ballroom. Marco stood there, palm to his cheek, stunned stupid. I stepped onto the stage and grabbed the mic. My voice cut through the room, calm and sharp. "I, Giulia De Luca, officially cancel my engagement to Marco Falcone." Chaos erupted. Mafia dons whispering. Alessandro's jaw clenched.

His hand froze midair, and tears streamed down his face. I suddenly remembered something. "I buried the wedding ring under the tree. Did you know that?" He didn't, but he remembered the day he threw my mother's keepsake out the window. His knees buckled, and he collapsed right there on the street. I didn't look back. I hailed a cab and went straight to the cemetery. Jordan's photo was on the gravestone. He was thirteen in it, smiling, bright and innocent. I hadn't visited for a long time. The tombstone was covered in dust.

I had never asked, but he always appeared young. Close to my age. He had to be at least twenty-one to get in here though. Unless, I supposed, he had some connection like we had. Two beautiful girls stepped forward, grabbing Preston’s hands and pulling him toward them and out onto the dance floor. He willingly went with them. One of the women, a beautiful Spanish girl, grabbed the hat off his head and put it atop her own. She turned around, grinding her butt into him. He looked down at her in enjoyment as his hands slid over

“I do. “Through good times and bad, in sickness and in health, I choose to honor her, shield her, and support her. “Not to make her life revolve around me. “But to stand by her side as she strives to be her truest self.” An applause broke out. The wedding officiant turned to me. “Eve Sawyer, do you take Dean Munro to be your lawfully wedded husband?” Before I gave my answer, something caught my eye in the far corner of the venue. There stood a lone figure. The silhouette looked gaunt in a black suit. It was Jordan. He had changed so much in the two years since I’d last seen him.

First, they needed to find the location she’d gone to. “Do you have any idea where she might have gone?” He asked, swallowing hard at the thoughts that filtered into his head. “Did she say anything?” Elena bit her lower lip, her eyes widening before they turned downcast. Then in a low voice, she whispered. “I’m afraid she might have gone to meet Alpha Jasper and Darwin.”

Then, she knelt and spoke sweetly to Eleanor. "You were amazing, sweetie! Did Mommy and Daddy teach you that song?" Eleanor nodded shyly. "Yeah." The host said with a smile, "That's wonderful! Can you tell everyone what Mommy's and Daddy's names are?" My heart clenched. Eleanor tilted her head, thinking carefully. "Mommy's name is Kendra Clarkson." "And what about Daddy?" "Daddy's name is Cody Baldwin." For a split second, the entire venue fell into stunned silence. Right behind us, the big screen proudly displayed our family's names—Lucas, not Cody.

"Oh, honey. I'm so sorry I worried you. My phone got damaged in an accident when I first got here. But I'm fine, I promise. More than fine, actually." She hooks her arm through Nathaniel's and beams at me like she's showing off a prize. "Meet my fiancé - Nathaniel Cole." My heart sinks a little as I watch her look at him like he personally hung the moon and stars just for her. "Look at him," Winter continues, practically glowing with happiness. "Isn't he perfect? He's the love of my life. I can't imagine living without him." She turns to Nathaniel with pure adoration. "And Nath, meet my baby sister. Look how grown up she is now! I've only been gone a few days and she's turned into such a bea

"You can't take her home, Elina. She's a murderer." My mother was in disbelief upon hearing his statement. "What are you talking about? The murderer is Melissa! You got the wrong person!" "Melissa is dead. She killed her," Officer John said tiredly. My mother was stunned. Then, she slowly turned to look at him. "You hung up before I could finish my words," he continued. "Her DNA is different from both Angel's and Melissa’s. However, she shares 95 percent of her DNA with them. The killer is neither the real Angel nor Melissa. Eight years ago, did someone named Vanessa die in your family?"

She looked back at me, confused. “Actually, I wanted to see Mr Damien Young. He's my teacher and we were brought together” I said. She furrowed her brows,as if I’m talking in an alien language. “Hmm You mean Mr Young?” I nodded eagerly. Finally, we are getting somewhere. “Well, He's gone,” She shrugs nonchalantly. I gasped and tears spring out of my eye. My chest constricts painfully, I had to hold on Ethan for support. “I mean He's been transferred to New York hospital, His parents came yesterday and they Left” She explained further. Ethan squeezes my hands, rubbing my back gently.

When Alyona walked out, she kept her gaze down; maybe the last hope was to see Alexander. “Fucking hot,” Cassie screamed as everybody looked at Alyona. Her mom gave Casie an angry look to control her language. “Language girl.” Alyona looked up and saw her mom’s eyes filled with tears. “My doll, you look so beautiful.” Her mom hugged her. “Do you think it’s good?” Alyona questioned. “You are... It’s perfect.” a smile played on their face. **** They came home, where Lucas was busy taking care of arrangements on the phone.