The Beginning After The End Hiatus の小説・ストーリー

Inside was a faded photo of Natalie, age five, grinning with a missing tooth. She held it out. Natalie didn’t take it. But she looked at it. Really looked. Then she walked back into the shelter, not saying another word. Meekey stood alone in the alley, hands shaking, the cold air slicing through her. She didn’t know what would happen next. But for the first time in fourteen years, it didn’t feel like the end. It felt like a beginning.

Sorry about the hiatus. Needed to take soem time and regroup my thoughts on where this is going to go.

But the next day, he was found dead in his living room. He had finally given up. He left behind a letter and ended his life with the same dangerous combination that nearly killed me—cephalexin and alcohol. When I returned home, the police gave me the envelope. Inside it was a brief note filled with apologies and well wishes. "I'm sorry, Grace. I was wrong. I hope you find happiness. Congratulations on your marriage. If there's a next life, I hope I'll be the one to chase after you." But if there was indeed a next life, I never wanted to meet him again.

He paused, then added, “And after seeing them… I think what happened five months ago isn’t really over.” -THE END-

Less than two days later, I was discharged from the hospital and returned home to pack my things. The moment I pushed open the door, the scene in the living room made my stomach twist. Suzanna sat on Eric’s lap while the two of them kissed. Eric’s hand slipped beneath her collar as he touched her without restraint. Even after noticing me, neither of them stopped. Eric smirked at me with clear provocation. “Shane, you are back. Perfect timing. Suzanna is hungry after her workout, so go make us dinner.”

And now, I was done believing him. The silence stretched on, and the man on the phone asked again. I steadied myself and answered calmly. "Yes. I accept." We exchanged a few more words, settled on a start date, and I hung up. Then I hailed a cab and went home. I pushed open the front door and went straight upstairs to pack. I was moving out. If I was going to end things, there was no point dragging it out. Packing did not take long. Looking down at the worn-out clothes and pants so faded they had turned white, it hit me just how lean these years had really been.

This week had been a week full of surprises for New york hasn't it? ' Very surprising indeed, from the gunshots at the Reid and McConnell union, to the bomb at their homes, to their kidnapped daughter and niece, the police are beginning to see this as a rival attack than a-' silence had never felt more preferrable. I think I can do without the radio and I think Hunter would prefer that too. Now the silence was uncomfortable and I regret asking for the radio to be turned on in the first place. "Sorry about that" I muttered actually feeling remorse.

Jiva said with a straight voice and they dispersed; went straight to the headquarters and informed others to get ready for the last day of conference as they were expecting an obstacle to mess it up. The last two days went in a swift and today the last day of conference. Everyone was waiting for it as they had different goals. The winding up festival was cut short following his majesty's order and it ended with a thanksgiving and tea ceremony which was rather perplexing. They all departed peacefully as the obstacle 'Amai' backed off from its plan. Abhik on their way was lost in his thoughts. Charan tried to know the reason, "Prince, are you missing your sub general?" Yuvan laughed at that un