Novel & Cerita Take A Piece Of Me

A single candle flickers next to it. One vow. One moment. That’s all I need. --- Because after everything they’ve stolen from me— This time, I’m the one who takes. And I never let go.

Ava reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper creased, worn. It was a printout of her own file. The first one she ever saw, unredacted. The one that confirmed her entire childhood had been purchased. She handed it to the girl. The girl didn’t take it at first. Then slowly, she did. Her fingers touched the edges like she expected it to burn. She scanned it once. Then again. And something broke in her face. Not tears. Something smaller. Cracks. “They deleted mine,” the girl whispered. “I know.”

It's not for him, not really. It’s for me. To say: You’re alive. And that’s enough—for now. Then I vanish. Out the door. Out of their reach. Because if I stay any longer, I’ll fall to the floor and never get up. And I can’t fall apart again. Not when I’ve only just started to hold the pieces together.

Nobody deserved a woman like her, not even he, given all he had done to her, the way he had treated her, the evil words he had said to her. He entered the room and sat down on a chair near Belle's desk. His hands touched the wood, hoping to feel the presence of his little woman there, to absorb her suffering, her tears shed every time someone had hurt her. Shawn looked around and his gaze remained fixed on some scratches made on the wooden floor. He approached the spot and began to investigate. The scratches seemed to be made by the iron foot of the bed as if someone had dragged it all across the floor back and forth several times. Shawn pushed the bed and his fingers touched the wooden floo

Her mind raced to Charlotte's message before the dinner party, and the image of them kissing flashed through her mind. "I might as well enjoy it." She whispered to herself, taking a deep breath and walked over to her suitcase. If this was going to be a process of getting devastatingly heartbroken, she might as well enjoy the ride.

“Take me to my room.” I don’t know if I make it there and if I even take a full step on my own. Everything fades too fast.

Behind me, through the glass, I could hear the sound of everything falling apart. I turned my music up. Some gifts, you just have to return. THE END

But the safe word stays locked behind my teeth as he takes me apart piece by piece. I don't want this to stop. I never want this to stop.

I take the money with difficulty and stagger over to Twigs with them. "Here, take them, I'm just gonna go take a five minutes break". I croak and hurries towards the exit.

Luckily, we were also shielded by our trusty umbrellas, which we carried everywhere with us thanks to Rico's words of wisdom. The café was relatively busy, as it always was, but had enough free table space for us to sit down for our coffees. "I just wish we could have ended on better terms," I sighed, taking a sip from my white chocolate mochaccino. I was a basic bitch, but I was willing to own to that title if it meant I could indulge in such a delectable concoction. We had gotten back onto the conversation of my breakup, which was still very fresh in my mind as it had taken place just hours before.