The End By The Doors Novels & Stories

And from the grief left behind— The End was born. The memory vanished. Emma fell to her knees. Tears streamed down her face. Not her tears. Their tears. The Mother's. The Father's. The End's. All at once. --- The man knelt before her. His eyes were full of pain. "I searched for you." The End became silent. Listening. The Father continued. "Across realities." A pause. "Across time." Another. "Across existence itself." His voice cracked. And suddenly he didn't look like a god.

It was Bailey’s name. When I was discharged, Jeremy did not show up. He did not even call me. I went back to the mansion. I planned to pack my stuff and move out. I heard voices from the master bedroom. Through the ajar door, I started to shudder when I saw the scene inside the bedroom. Jeremy was unclothed, and Bailey was crying beneath him. They heard me. Jeremy put on his bathrobe and leaned against the doorframe casually. There were hickies on his neck.

‘Neither could I. . The End

Forever his. THE END

“You are mine, Jaiyana.” The End

Some endings were doors. And this one, at last, opened onto the light.

Love you all. ~END~

Let's end this. ***

"But I keep thinking, what if… What if I hadn't let Sofia into the secret room? What if I had listened to you? What if I had realized sooner how important you were? So many what-ifs…" "But there are no do-overs," I said. The clock hit 12:00 am. Matthew stood up. "It's time for me to leave." At the door, he looked back. "Elena, thank you." "For what?" "For loving me once, even though I ruined it," he said. The door shut, and I leaned against it, letting the tears fall. It was not because I was soft-hearted but because I carried regret for the love we shared and the ending that was never ours.

I hope you were listening. The End