Novel & Cerita Starting Over Without You

With each day, I felt my heart grow lighter. Without even realizing it, this journey had begun to change me. On the day I returned, I decided to take out my SIM card. After breaking it in two, I tossed the pieces into the trash and replaced it with a new one. As I walked into my neighborhood, I spotted Mason leaning against his car, with Jackson standing next to him.

There was no fear whatsoever. When we finally pulled apart, I placed my forehead against hers. “I’ve been thinking…” “That’s dangerous,” she teased. I smirked. “Maybe. But I’ve been wondering if you would ever consider starting over.” She lifted her eyebrows a little. “Starting over?” “Yeah. Away from all of this. Away from this city, the business, and all the blood… Just you and me. We’ll be starting over somewhere no one knows our names.” She didn’t even hesitate. Her smile only widened as she said, “Yes. I’ve been thinking about it too.”

That part lands clean. No hesitation. No room to misinterpret. I glance out toward the street. A car passes. Someone laughs across the road. A couple walks by, mid-conversation, not noticing us at all. Everything looks normal. But it doesn’t feel normal. “You’re starting over,” I say. He shakes his head immediately. “Not starting over.” A small pause. “Building forward.” I look back at him. That difference matters more than I thought it would. Starting over sounds like erasing something.

My stolen identity. This was our new life now. Running and always hiding, Trying to be normal in a world that would never understand us I squeezed Liam’s hand “Tomorrow,” I whispered, “we start over” But even as I said it… I wasn’t sure if starting over was possible Not with so many ghosts chasing us

"As much as I'd got to know her, I don't think she'll ever forgive me." "Sorry to tell you, but the Joy you knew five years ago has changed a lot," Aubrey said the same thing that Jordan had and he grinned. Narrowing her eyes at me, she added, "And the Joy there is now will forgive you . . . only if you talk to her. It's called starting over." "Starting over isn't as easy as you make it sound." "Oh, whoever says it's easy?" Her eyes flicked to Jordan. "Moving on takes a lot of courage and, sometimes, a lot of arguments."

“I’m glad you did.” I reached out and took his hand. “You shouldn’t have forgiven me so easily either.” He shrugged. “Maybe. But I didn’t want to spend another day hating you. It was exhausting.” “I know,” I whispered. “I hated me too.” His thumb brushed over my fingers. “Then maybe we stop hating ourselves. Start over.” I nodded slowly. “Fresh start.” He smiled a little. “With rules?” I raised a brow. “Rules?” “Yeah,” he said, propping himself on his elbow. “Like… no secrets. No running away. And no sleeping on the couch after arguments.”

I have to find a new job soon or I will die from all this stress of having two jobs. I was on my way home, and it was completely dark, and to be honest, I was a little scared. On my way home from far away, I spotted the most perfect face, but in the same second, I saw a girl holding his hand. I don't know why, but I felt a bit angry. I don't know why I feel this rage and disappointment inside me. I pull myself together and decide to just walk past him, not even bothering to look. As I was pretending to see on my phone, I walked past him. After a couple of meters, I felt a hand pull me back, and that same shit feeling came rushing back in.

I was so deep in my thought that i did not hear the door open. "What are you doing? I jumped at the voice of Vincent. I turned around and saw him standing behind me. "Sorry, i did not mean to scare you" he said "No worries, i did not hear you come in, i was deep inside my thoughts" I told him. "Is everything okay? He asked. I looked at him because i was actually surpised he was acting worried. "Yea, everything is fine. I just don't have any idea on what to draw. My mind is blank at this point and our opening is fast approaching" I told him.

He pushed them apart roughly and ran past me as he scooted off. I watched him run off in embarrassment silently and smiled. We were just getting started, Zach Livingston.

They have just snubbed out my chance of a new anything; the theft of all that I had, my plans, what I could squirrel away, gone. It’s one thing to start over when you have something behind you to enable a future, it’s another thing entirely to start over with absolutely nothing except a pot to piss in when you’re completely broke and all you had just got stolen by some arsehole looking to fuel his drug habit. I’m screwed. I literally have nothing anymore.