The Day You Left Novels & Stories

*** My eyes fluttered open as the sun's rays slowly invaded my room, earning a groan from me. Why does morning have to come so soon? Couldn't the hours be a bit longer? I reluctantly stood up, walked to the window, closed it, and let out a yawn before stretching. It suddenly struck me like lightning. Date. Fun. Laughter. Goodbyes. Kisses. Departure. My heart thumped loudly within me. He was leaving today, and yesterday felt like our farewell. My eyes welled up, and a tear trickled down my cheek. Why was I feeling this sadness? Wasn't this what I wanted?

No response. “I miss you. I miss you every day and it’s more painful than I can take. Every time I look at your pictures, I feel as though someone is stabbing my heart with needles. I can’t take it. You being in a place where I cannot see or talk to you just tears me apart and I feel like I’m going to lose my mind.” A single tear fell down my cheek. “Just one more day. One day is what I’m asking for. Let me hold you just for one day and I promise it’s enough for me.”

"I heard she had her managers sign a bunch of long-term contracts and handed over some assets. I thought it was because she was preparing for marriage. I didn't realize she already planned to leave." Ethan's eyes snapped wide open. His voice rose due to anger. "Why didn't you tell me earlier?!" His mother grew incensed, too. "I should be asking you that! Why would Stella suddenly leave like that? She used to like you so much. For her to suddenly cancel the engagement and go that far away—you must've done something to her!" "I—" Ethan wanted to deny it out of instinct, but the words caught in his throat. Everything from the past few days replayed before him.

" You have twenty-five days left, or I'll be the one leaving, and if I do, I'm not coming back." And just like that, she slammed the door in my face leaving me with a hard dick. How the hell did it get to twenty-five days

The mask had obscured the man’s face; for all I knew, he might have a brother. Yet my insides contracted with a painful chill as the man looked up. He surely couldn’t see me, but I felt our eyes meet, and a secret unknown passed between us. Then, with a strange smile, he glided away, his feet not seeming to touch the paving stones. The second was a bit harder to explain. But again, I fobbed it off as poor sleep and anxiety. The day before I was discharged, my parents informed me that they had found a new house.

He forced the words out of his throat with difficulty, as if the question itself dealt him a heavy blow. The woman glanced at him strangely. “Yeah. She said when she left that anything still in the house was stuff she didn’t want anymore. She told us we could deal with it however we liked.” With that, the woman casually tossed the box outside the door. Thud. The items that had once carried the happiness of Mason and Evelyn’s past were dumped straight into the trash. And with them, the last fragile hope in Mason’s heart shattered completely. At that moment, Mason finally had to face the truth.

The letter read, "Edgar, by the time you read this letter, I'll be long gone. And I need you to promise me—don't come looking for me. "I didn't leave because of one moment of anger. I left because I finally ran out of hope. When Winifred sent me that first photo of you two, I waited. I waited for you to give me a reason, an explanation, anything. But all I got were lies, one after another.

Tears poured down my face like a flood. "Was it past tense, Jazper? Or future? Tell me, just once, 'Yes, even for a minute, I loved you, Audrey.' Please. Say it." He opened his eyes slowly. "Audrey..." His voice was quiet. "I... I can’t love." That broke me. I sobbed harder, my whole body shaking. "So you're leaving me?" I whispered. "But you promised..." My voice cracked again. "Back at home, remember? You said you wouldn’t leave. You said you’d always find a way. You said, "

At another family dinner, my Don husband Arthur Romano's hot new underboss, Bella Conti, took my seat. I turned to Arthur. "She's sitting in the Donna's seat. Aren't you going to say anything?" Arthur toyed with his custom lighter. "You were late. Don't blame anyone else for taking your seat. There's an empty chair at the end of the table. Sit there if you want. Otherwise, get out!" I was about to answer when Arthur's thoughts came rushing in. Baby, come on, get mad. Say you need me. Say you belong right beside me. Tell the whole family you're the lady of the house. Prove you love me. That's the only way I feel safe. This time, I refused to give him what he wanted. Instead, I looked down and

Over summer break, right after graduation, my parents, Stuart and Rachel Powell, decided the whole family would take a road trip together. But the moment I hauled my suitcase up to the car door, Mom's hand shot out to stop me. "There's no room. Maybe you should just sit this one out." She glanced back at the seat behind her. "Aiden doesn't want you along, either. He's not feeling well right now, so give way to him." My knuckles went white on the suitcase handle, and my throat turning bitter. Aiden was the biological son they'd lost years ago and only just found again. Ever since he came back, everything that used to be mine had gone to him. Slowly, I'd been pushed to the margins of t