The Last She Novels & Stories

“No, you’re mistaken.” She grabs Damon’s arm with both hands, her nails digging into his sleeve. “You made a mistake. He was fine just a moment ago. He was talking to me.” She shakes her head over and over. “No. Go check again. He’s probably unconscious. He can’t be dead.” “Mom…” “No!” she screams, shoving him away. “Stop saying that!” She stumbles toward the glass booth, her legs threatening to give out beneath her. “Nolan!” She pounds both fists against the glass. “Nolan! Open your eyes!”

I smiled sincerely and turned away from the prison. After seeing Vivian for the last time, I would never need to see her again in this life. She would disappear from my world forever. And my world would finally see the warmth of spring.

We shook hands before going our separate ways. I went to our room and sat beside max, "did you not sleep well last night?" I asked her and I took my phone to browse on I*******m. "I didn't," she said, "I'm thinking about lance," she admitted. "I miss him," she added.

But she knew that if she admitted it now, all her efforts would be wasted. She bit her lip. "You saw it yourself, didn't you?" A calm, cold female voice broke the standoff. "Celia, you really are hopeless." Celia finally realized that her superior, Mr. Samson, was also present, along with several other women from the station. The woman who had just spoken was May, a senior broadcaster and a close friend of Jessica. As far as Celia knew, May was the one who had taken Jess in during her standoff with Sam.

FIVE DAYS EARLIER “ I stand on the last bridge of my life. Who knew Brooklyn Bridge, a bridge I always crossed through would be the bridge I fall from? I breathe in my last breath, so refreshing… The breeze blows my ebony hair and with one last step, l'll… “ “ Krystal!”

At last, everything is over. The End

And she was only getting started. **THE END**

She couldn't call anyone at the moment,she didn't want to trouble anyone in the first place,she knew her time is near after all. It's all over now,she give her last breath. T.B.C

He couldn't rest until she did. Not this time. The last thing she had ever said to him still rang in his ears, shadows of the life before. It had been decades since then, when he had watched her waste away in that bed too large for her starved, sick frame. She hadn't been able to speak toward the end, not one word...except to push him away one last time, damning him forever. "Leave me alone," she had breathed, half-wheezing as her lungs gave out. And that was it. She had faded, growing cold in his arms as he begged her to stay, to come back, to let him make things right again.

the last sentence can barely escaped from her lips as finally she lost her consciousness. ------------------- To be continued