The Deep Blue Good-by Novels & Stories

“Don’t be upset. Who cares if she leaves? You still have me. I’ll be right here for you. “That reminds me. The broker for the Tribeca penthouse just called, and they need another fifty grand for the deposit. Wire the money to me now.” Lorenzo slowly lifted his head. He met her face, her red-tinted lips curling into a smile. All the noise seemed to disappear at that very moment. A shattered, blood-curdling scream tore through the airport terminal. “Get lost!”

I stopped at the table in the leaving room. “Goodbye Mr. Graham and Ethan graham” I whispered as I dropped the divorce papers and the severance papers on the table. I cleaned the last trail of tears on my face and walked towards the door, as I opened it I could feel my expression shift to annoyance. “You ungrateful brat”

"8 p.m. at the Grandview Hotel. Don’t be late." Just like that, she hung up. I exhaled slowly. Fine. One last meet before I disappeared forever.

The sky was melting into pink and lavender the kind of beauty that didn’t ask to be noticed but refused to be ignored. Behind her, someone’s camera clicked. A gull dove into the water. Somewhere far away, maybe on another shore, maybe at the same moment, Liam was watching the same sunset. She could almost feel it that quiet symmetry. The unspoken thread that still hummed softly between what was and what would never be again. As the last light dipped beneath the ocean, she whispered, more to the wind than to the world, “Goodbye.” But it didn’t sound like an ending this time.

Red spat. I guess he's still in a bad mood. Lee began to release bullets into the other vehicles, shattering the glass and destroying the tyres. "Yeah...... that's a piece of my baby" Lee said, stroking his gun. Red rolled his eyes. They weren't following us any longer. We'd managed to escape. "Where are we going?" I asked. "Seattle" "Wait-what?! No way! That's like one million miles away!" I exclaimed "Then, get ready cuz you're in for a heck of a ride"

"Stop treating your life like it's disposable. There are billions of men out there. Why destroy yourself over him?" He cleared his throat, awkwardly adjusting his tone. "Maybe... maybe if you looked around, you'd see that someone's been waiting for you this whole time." Once his hand was bandaged, he drove me back to the house. Somewhere along the way, Derek mentioned what had really happened on the cruise. There had been enough lifeboats for everyone on that cruise. But Maynard thought that I sabotaged the last lifeboat. He blamed me because Darlene had not made it onboard.

Dead on impact. The Reaper felt bad for me—said I didn't deserve to go out like that. Gave me seven days. One last shot to say goodbye. When I came back, it was already dark. I kept thinking—I wish I had wings. Maybe they were waiting. But under the moonlight, as I got closer, I saw through the dining room window— Alex, sitting between my parents. Brian and Ruby, side by side. Red wine. Fancy food. Everyone dressed like they were starring in a holiday ad.

… I went to the public phone booth and dialled the familiar number once again, expecting no one to pick up like before. But to my surprise, before I could even say anything, a voice—both strange yet familiar—came through. The voice said, "Hello, this is Joseph Coleman. How can I help you?" It turned out that Joseph wasn't dead at all.

A long time later, Mason's phone finally ran out of battery, and the screen went dark. He was still sitting alone in the house he had bought back, letting the night swallow him whole. Our story had already ended the moment he took the bouquet from my hands. And he hadn't even had time to say goodbye. The End

If he knew these were the last 12 hours with me, would he still break his promise? Maybe he wouldn't. Maybe he still would. Either way, the answer didn't matter anymore. I spent a few hours tidying up the place. The old house was empty. There really wasn't much of my stuff left. Still, we had gotten married here, and I couldn't help feeling nostalgic. I called Daphne. I had told her in advance, but I still said goodbye properly. Then, I called my lawyer. "The divorce agreement was notarized a month ago. I don't need to redo any procedures now, right?"