Softly As I Leave You 소설 & 이야기

“You can leave.” “Thank you.”

He gripped her hand tightly, as if making sure she was still there. Rael exhaled deeply. "We need to leave. Now." Aria looked at Lorian. "Are you okay?" Lorian gazed into the forest ahead, his expression conflicted. "I don’t know," he admitted softly.

After saving money with Justin Pierre for five years, we finally went to view a house. My best friend, Maria Houston, came along too. "The master bedroom needs a walk-in closet. Can we knock down this wall?" she asked Justin while pointing at the floor plan I had been looking at for the past six months. "I'll get a designer to take a look tomorrow. You can change it however you want." The two of them discussed everything, from the direction the apartment faced to the tiles, from the floor-to-ceiling windows to the bathtub. Meanwhile, I stood in the corner, unable to get a word in. When it was time to sign the papers, he seemed to suddenly remember I was here and said, "We'll put this pla

That night with you, I never knew That sighs could be so sweet I gave my best, I gave it all To sweep you off your feet And there’s got to be more than just one way Every night you leave I fall down and pray That you’ll listen to me, girl – Please… Stay. But you left and broke my heart You tore it right in two But know no matter where you go You’ll take one half with you I know one day that you’ll come back And once again we’ll meet I’ll be waiting there for you

"Keira, I managed to connect with the version of me from your world. He asked me to take care of you." Liam held my hand and sighed. "But Demi and I grew up together. I promised her I wouldn't leave unless she chose to walk away first." Looking into his reddened eyes, I thought of the person I had left behind in my original world, and my heart softened. "I understand. I guess love comes down to who was there first." It hurt more than I could say, but I couldn't bear losing him, too. So I compromised. "I'll wait. I'll wait until she decides to leave."

He brushed it away with the faintest touch. “Pearl,” he said softly. “You don’t have to suffer just because you love someone.” Those words nearly broke me. The fire crackled. The storm whispered against the roof. The night swallowed every sound. Slowly, I stood. Slowly, I nodded. “Fine,” I whispered. “I’ll go.” A small smile touched his lips. Relieved. Understanding. “Good. Then we leave…” Before he could finish, a branch snapped outside. Loud. Sharp.

"It's all our fault. But Fifi, that's still your home—" "No, it isn't. That's yours and Simone's," I cut him off. "I've never felt like I belonged there. I'm happy with my life now. We just weren't meant to be family in this lifetime. Let's leave it at that. Please don't come looking for me again." I turned and walked away without another glance. I didn't care if they regretted not treating me better as they watched me leave. It was too late for regret anyway. I was no longer that girl who foolishly waited for their love.

I looked at the back of his head, at the set of his shoulders, and found I had nothing to throw back at him. "Seeing as you've gone quiet," Leo said after a moment, and I could hear the ghost of a smirk, "I'll take that as agreement." "Barely," I muttered. "Good enough. Tell me where to drop you, and I will. You walk away, I walk away. We don't have to cross paths again." Something about the way he said it sat wrong in my stomach. We don't have to cross paths again. Clean. Final. Reasonable.

Just like parents, suddenly one day they don't show up, then they don't show up anymore. Paul Henry Just thinking that she was still worried about his suicide, softly coaxed: "Fiona, if one day I have to leave…” Paul Henry Pause for a moment: "Whether leaving here, or leaving this world, I will definitely say goodbye to you face to face." "So what?" Fiona frustrated, mumbling, “Does that mean you're still going?” The current warmth is due to her compulsion, sooner or later there will be a day in this house where only she will be left.

Standing up, I left my feelings behind. "I want Sierra dead," I ordered, "whatever it takes."