The Last Goodnight Mga Nobela at Kwento

After the ball, there will be dinner served at 9 as usual. DAY4. Result Day, winners of all competition will be announced but before that, we'll have a small goodbye party for our friends from other colleges. We have invited a popular band and we would have a small concert. This literally left everyone speechless at that moment I loved my college. The whole ICM idea was awesome I could see how excited everyone were. Then finally she warned every "I expect everyone to behave in a diplomatic manner, have the time of your life but be aware not to cross any line. Don't dare to break any rules this goes for everyone".

Sure enough, it was gone. The image of him smiling at the clerk came to mind, along with the warm compliments about what a loving couple we were. That scene kept replaying in my head. I stood there in a daze, the bitterness in my chest slowly settling. I quietly told myself that maybe this was all just a one-sided crush on Serena's end. After dinner, Lucas suddenly set down his fork and said, "I have to work late tonight at the observatory. I need to observe a star that's quite rare."

When they rushed him to the hospital, the doctor determined he was fighting some serious demons in his mind. No one wanted to give up on Patrick, but Patrick had given up on himself. He slipped away when the coast was clear and bolted from the hospital. He ended it all right there at my grave. Died with that same stupid grin on his face. It made me think of something someone had said long ago: “A traitor’s fate is doom.” Too bad he had to mess up my trip down under. ‘Patrick, why can’t you leave me alone even in death? This is just my bad luck.’

I cried out in pain as I dropped to the floor. "And that is to make sure you won't run again," his lips lifted into a smirk while my eyes stung with tears. I felt the world around me shifting. Darkness crept around me but I turned my eyes to Lindsey. My eyes rolled back and my eyelids started to feel heavy, I tried to reach out to my sister. I had the feeling that I wouldn’t be able to see her again. The last thing I heard before welcoming the darkness was his bitter voice saying, "Take her." and with that, I closed my eyes and lost myself into oblivion.

I watched him bid her goodbye and called as she turned to leave. "What's the rule, Alex?" He asked, his voice without emotions. She smiled at him. "No one knows about our night together." She replied and he nodded without an expression on his face. "Goodbye." He said to her. At his words, she turned and walked out. Christian spared me a quick glance, turning to walk back upstairs and that was when the anger from seeing what happened last night evolved. "No explanation?" I called and he stopped. "None, Christian?"

Along with it went my memories of being eighteen. I would indeed be attending the wedding tomorrow. Just not to marry him. …… On the wedding day, Adrian listened to the mechanical female voice on the other end of the line and irritably stubbed out his cigarette. No matter what he did, he could not get through to that number that used to pick up within seconds. "Iris isn't answering my calls anymore." Scrolling up the call log, he saw that that familiar number had made ninety-nine missed calls. It was the day he had accompanied Zoe to take wedding photos.

Pillows. Everything I'd left behind, getting yeeted like trash. A whole vibe: 'Thanks for playing, don't come back.' Then came the grand finale—our wedding photo. There I was, standing all stiff next to Calvin, smiling like I didn't know better. That girl? Total stranger now. The frame hit the ground and shattered—glass everywhere. I took a breath, stepped right over the mess, and kept walking. Last night's rain had passed. So had mine. ***

I wasn't going to let these two shameless lowlifes get away with this. Furious, I scrolled through their chat history all the way up to last night. What I saw nearly drove me insane. It turned out that when I saw Kathleen comforting herself last night, she wasn't doing it while watching some racy video. She had been on a video call with Gordon, and they were pleasuring each other! Gordon even sent a message to Kathleen, telling her to fry up one of the sausages she had used for me to eat. When I read that, I felt so disgusted that I ran to the bathroom and threw up for an hour before I could regain my composure.

The night before Liam's departure felt wrong. Emma noticed it immediately. The celebration dinner had ended hours ago, yet a strange tension still lingered in the air. Liam had spent the evening laughing with friends, accepting congratulations, and talking excitedly about London. But Noah had barely spoken. Even now, standing on Liam's balcony overlooking the city, Noah remained silent. The lights below blurred together like stars scattered across the earth. Behind him, the apartment was filled with empty bottles, dirty plates, and the fading remains of a celebration.

Ceasar made a way better friend than any of them, which is why I offered to work part time when I found out they were looking for someone to fill a spot during the evening shift. I've always had a hard time sleeping at night. I would lay awake and stare out at the moon as if something was pulling me towards it. It would keep me awake endlessly till sleep finally took over. But I would just lay there for hours. I figured why not work instead and keep busy. So, getting this position was a blessing also. "Sawyer! Where have you been! Can't you see almost half the school is here right now. Come on!" Ceasar shouted from the kitchen as I passed through the hallway on my way to the girls' washroom