The Best I Ever Had Novels & Stories

"I.. I did not! It's good, okay! It’s really, really good! " Savoring the taste with my eyes closed. "The best I ever tasted even!" I've tasted fish before; mom sometimes bought food before she gave the last piece of her soul to the addiction. It was a dry and burned piece of a fish nugget. One. I didn't lie when I Said it was the best thing I had ever tasted; it was. Looking over at his flustered face, I couldn’t help myself; I started laughing. This was all so surreal! This place, this situation, this food. All of it!

'𝙱𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎, 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎'

Getting divorced was the best thing that ever happened to me, because it brought me to the man who loved me more than anything in the world. The end.

"And who did they got that from, they are their mother's children at the end of the day I guess," "Was I that bad when you first knew me?" "Bad my foot, you were the worst, I was so angry when I made that french fries one time and you told me it was the worst you ever had," they both laughed at the memory. "Even Fiona was shocked, like, many people used to say it was the best they ever had and you just up and said 'oh my God, how are you guys able to stomach this piece of shit, this had to be to be the most terrible thing I have ever had' and that when people were swooning over it,"

You always want what you can't have. My voice echoed through the venue, carried to every corner by the speakers. Terrence's face turned pale. He opened his mouth to explain, but I didn't give him the chance. "To you, the unattainable is always the most desirable. But once you have something, you never cherish it. Someone like you doesn't deserve to talk about love at all." In the end, Terrence walked away, looking utterly lost and broken. I thought that would be the last time our paths ever crossed in this lifetime.

So casual. Like he owned the place. Which, unfortunately...he did. Still, annoying. He chewed. Then gave a single nod. “It’s good. Really good.” I crossed my arms over my chest, trying not to look too pleased. But my lips almost smiled. Almost. He leaned against the counter, then glanced over at me, raising one eyebrow. “Miles better than anything Tiara ever made.” I stared at him. “Tiara couldn’t cook.” “Exactly.”

Of all the sins I learned to hide, gluttony was the most harmless. A simple, almost innocent indulgence that allowed me to escape even if only for a brief moment the suffocating reality I lived in. On an unbearable Rio Sunday, my refuge was a generous cup of strawberry ice cream. Cold, sweet, and almost innocent. Almost.

Even better than what you get in restaurants. Very well done. Emily was not surprised. As always, he always strived to do his best in everything. Seeing her silence, Ryan slightly raised his eyes. "Did I poison you into a little mute?" Emily: "...I did not poison you into a little mute. The noodles and vegetables were delicious." Ryan: "Is my cooking better than your brother's?" "Cough." Emily choked on the meat in her mouth, swallowing it without chewing. Suddenly, she understood why "sweet and sour pork" had the "sweet and sour" in it.

Dakota Voss said we were going to live a minimalist life. No gifts. No special occasions. No grand gestures. "Real love doesn't need material proof." My buddy, Harrison Drake, backed her up. "Exactly. Your wife gets it. Unlike my ex, who kept buying me watches." I nodded. I lived that way for four years. Throughout it all, I never received a single gift or surprise. On my birthday, Dakota posted a photo of the two of us on social media. "Minimalist living. The best gift is having each other." The post had more than 200 likes. I left a heart in the comments. Then, I came across Harrison's private account. A limited-edition watch. Custom cuff links. A room filled with roses. "Someone

“You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. Do you know that?” I smiled through my tears, warmth blooming in my chest. “You and Emilia are the best things that have ever happened to me too.”