The Last Thing He Told Me Series Novels & Stories

Luckily I'd shown up too soon for anyone else to break in and take shit away, but not soon enough for him to tell me what the hell was going on. He'd only got as far as telling me what he suspected and what he'd started to do so far before he went into respiratory failure and then a coma, and that was the last time we spoke. I'd sat by his side the next couple of days while my team stood watch at the compound, letting no one in, which had caused a stir.

I used to tease her about it. "I love you," Julian said. "Get some rest, okay?" The silhouettes merged again. He was touching her, while telling me he loved me. "I love you too." The words were automatic. I'd said them thousands of times over seven years. But that was the last time. I knew it with the same certainty I knew the sun would rise tomorrow. That was the last time I'd tell Julian Hart I loved him. The call ended and I watched him toss his phone. I could see the motion even from there, the careless way he discarded it. Probably onto Serena's couch. Our couch was cream-colored, I wondered what hers looked like.

Perhaps, it’s already ended. Too many unusual things have happened. It would make sense if the world as I know it had already ended. “Here’s what’s going to happen…”. He sits up sharply, ears still a vibrant shade of red. “I’m going to tell you exactly what is going on, and you’re going to swallow down any foolish reactions, am I clear?”. Under that sharp gaze, I find myself nodding rapidly in assent. Then, he tells me everything. ________ “So you’re saying that you’ve been having a problem with your…performance?”.

"How long have you been standing there?" I stepped forward and held up my phone. On the screen, headlines had already appeared, Il Nido's name in the title, a photo of him handing the glass to Serena. "I will handle it," he said. "Go rest." "Before you gave that share away," I said, "did you think about who it belonged to?"

Then we would be able to get our hands on the real culprit. “You’re just blindly in love with him,” he let out a sigh and spoke calmly for the first time--and also the last time--as he hung up the call. I remained in the bathroom, my hand in my hair, clutching it in a tight grasp. “No! Theo, you’re wrong. I know Sawyer won’t kill anyone again,” I finished, taking a deep breath and walking out of the bathroom. I put my phone down and slid closer to Sawyer, lifting his arm and wrapping it around me. I nodded off, hugging his arm tightly.

I couldn't believe that I didn't start with this. "Don't worry about it. Ember, I have something important to tell you." He brushed past what I had just said like it wasn't huge. "Don't worry about it?" "Focus Ember. We're almost out of time. This will be the last time I will be speaking with you and Gabriel. Tonight is the last night I'll be able to speak with you this way. I love you so much Ember. Please know I'll be near you." He didn't look sad as he told me this. How could he not be breaking down right now. It felt like he had just ripped my heart out and stomped on it. We won't be able to talk again?

“There's a difference.” “Is there? Because from where I'm sitting, you look like the kind of people you used to fight against.” “No,” Killian said. “We look like the kind of people who win.” Tobias pushed back from the table, his chair scraping against the floor. “This isn't over.” “Yes, it is.” My voice carried a certainty that surprised even me. “This is the last time we'll speak. The last time you'll contact us. The last time you'll be part of our lives in any way.”

The last thing I know was Mathew was dead. ****

He had grown taller since I last saw him. "You betrayed me, my love," he said. "If I let you speak, will you scream? If you scream you will die. Understood?" I nodded and he loosened his grip, although he continued to keep me pinned. I had to cough before I could speak. "You betrayed me," I said bitterly. "You killed my father and those other men." "You do not know that," he said. "If you didn't kill them, then where are they?" "They are with me, a few of them, in a special way."

Talia gripped her phone and kept glancing back toward the abandoned building as they walked, her eyes full of panic and guilt, but she followed Mom and Dad home without a word. I drifted back to the rooftop of the abandoned building and looked down at the officers and forensic workers gathered around my body. They crouched beside it with grim expressions, speaking to each other in low voices. I floated close enough to hear what they were saying. "Preliminary cause of death is suicide, but the injuries on the body..." I whispered an apology to them, even though they could not hear me. "I'm sorry for making you come out this late to deal with this. I didn't mean to cause trouble. I just couldn