Novel & Cerita The Begging After The End

A life they would be spending together. THE END

(little sister) "What?" Both Martina and I muttered at the same time and that was everything start falling into place but still felt like an end without a beginning.

“They are more.” The End.

He stepped forward, then wrapped his arms around me from behind and rested his chin on my head. He continued, "Give me one more chance, won't you? I want to marry you with everything I am and everything I have." I leaned back into the warmth of his embrace, listening to his steady heartbeat and feeling the salty sea breeze that drifted through the window. The pain of the past was like a deep scar in my soul. It would never disappear, but it could be soothed by tenderness. My life had descended into hell because of Damien, and now, it seemed, it would find its redemption through him, too.

We shall see… The End

Eternal peace. THE END

Hugh had taken a bullet to the heart, and all his lies had finally caught up with him. It all seemed like it was meant to be. This was where it ended. No matter what came next, no matter who came for me, I was still Tasmin Sheargold. [The End.]

Dante stared at the papers. His hand trembled when he took the pen. I watched him sign. A signature was such a small thing. Years ago, I had wanted one from him on a marriage certificate. Now I wanted it only on documents that removed him from my life. When he finished, he looked up at me. “If I say I’m sorry now, does it still matter?” I met his eyes calmly. “I forgive you, if that is what you need.” For one brief second, hope returned to his face.

Mr. Evans let out a sigh. "That's right. People are never satisfied. Once they get used to someone else's sacrifices, they start taking them for granted. "It's only after they lose something that they realize how precious it was. Too bad they don't understand that until it's too late." After chatting with Mr. Evans for a little while longer, I headed back to my apartment with my suitcase. … Life continued moving forward at its own steady pace. The tensions in the apartment complex didn't ease just because I'd come back. Packages kept getting mixed up, deliveries regularly went missing, neighbors insisted that Carmen be responsible for holding everyone else's parcels, and no one wanted to hel

No. It is THE BEGINNING OF THE END!