Softly As I Leave You Novels & Stories

Tears streamed down Jennifer's face. "I shouldn't have come. I know that. I just wanted to wish you happiness," she said between sobs, her voice full of sorrow and reluctant acceptance. Christopher grew more anxious. "You know exactly…" Clearly aware of my presence, he swallowed the rest of his words. I'd had enough of their sick little performance. I grabbed my packed things and turned to leave. He caught my wrist and spoke in a rushed tone. "Let's register the marriage tomorrow." "I'm not going," I said, yanking my hand out of his grip.

I stood up and gave her one last look. The face I once dreamed about suddenly looked so strange and ugly. "Shirley, "This is the last thing I'm doing for you. "After this, we're even. We don't owe each other anything anymore," I said and walked away. She froze, then started screaming like crazy, "Max! You selfish idiot! You can't go! "You're heartless! You're so ungrateful! I was blind to marry you!" I did not turn back. I stepped out of the detention center.

“I want to look back on this and know I didn’t just disappear. That I stood in that house and I was real and I was present and I didn’t let them make me feel like I never existed.” Her voice stayed steady. But her hands tighten around the cold cup. Priya looked at her for a long time. Then she let out a breath and leaned back in her chair. “You are too good for all of them,” she said quietly. “You know that, right?” Sera gave a small smile. It didn’t quite reach her eyes. But it was real. “I know,” she said. “That’s why I’m leaving.” The house was dark when she got home.

“Listen carefully: your father and I are getting a divorce, and I won’t be coming back. “Besides, you’re already eight. Can you stop acting like a little kid who depends on everyone for everything? “From now on, you’ll have to stand on your own.”

before rushing out. He left in such a hurry that he never heard the words Evelyn had spoken softly behind him. “I’m getting married. But the groom isn’t you.” Just then, the sound of a car engine starting came from outside. Anna leaned against Mason’s arms, her gaze turning toward Evelyn as she gave her a triumphant smile, silently mouthing the words. “Look. In Mason’s heart, I matter more than you.” Through the window, Evelyn watched the familiar car outside gradually disappear into the distance and let out a self-mocking smile.

Gunner whispered softly, “You’re using my full name again, this must be bad” I answered back. He paused and took a few deep breaths while letting his hands roam over my body. “Zee, I have to leave”. He said it quietly, but I definitely didn’t mishear him. Leave. Leave where?

Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person. We’ll part ways, she’ll leave me. We’ll part ways, she’ll leave me. We’ll part ways, she’ll leave me. We’ll part ways, she’ll leave me. We’ll part ways, she’ll leave me. We’ll part ways, she’ll leave me. We’ll part ways, she’ll leave me. We’ll part ways, she’ll leave me.

I come back and situate myself, legs tucked in and play the movie. I watched till the part where Mei-lei and four towns started to sing, "nobody like you" and I couldn't help the tears that threatened to flow as I listened to the lyrics. When they sang the part that said, "I'm never gonna let you cry, oh cry, oh cry. I'm always gonna be your ride, or die, or die," the water works started. With each words, tears flowed as I put a spoonful of ice cream in my mouth, blubbering the lyrics.

After packing my things, I went to the orphanage where I grew up to say goodbye to the director, Madam Jones, whose hair had gotten grayer over the years. I had bought her several years' worth of gifts in advance, then gave her a big farewell hug. "My dearest Madam Jones, I'm leaving this place and going somewhere far, far away. I won't come back here for a long while." Madam Jones pinched my cheeks and asked, "Did someone bully you and make you unhappy, Joy? Where's your brother and Theodore? Why haven't those two looked after you? You don't look well at all."

I hadn't said a word this whole time—but somehow, I was the one at fault now? "Humiliating her? She brought this on herself! She went after someone else's husband. If that's not being a homewrecker, I don't know what is!" Carl's face hardened. He was very angry. "Hailey, show some respect." "Fine. I'll respect you." I shot back, turning on my heel and leaving with my friend. "When are you finally going to divorce me?" he shouted after me. I hesitated for a second, then said, "In a month."