The Last Thing She Ever Did Novels & Stories

I placed a strip of tape over her mouth to dampen the noise, I couldn't handle any more voices right now. After a minute, I reached out and peeled the tape back slowly. She gasped, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts. “Please,” she whispered, her voice shaking. “Eran, just let me go. This doesn't fix anything.” I leaned down, my face inches from hers, making sure she saw the total lack of hesitation in my eyes. “Never,” I said. My voice was barely a whisper, but it was absolute. “You belong here. You’re the only thing in this house that isn’t trying to slip through my fingers. I’m never letting go.”

“Don’t leave me, Charles… I promise you that I’ll take good care of myself and be cured… “Please don’t leave me. I’ll be good in the future... I can be cured. I’ll try my best to be normal. Don’t break up with me, okay…?” Right before she lost consciousness, I tried to break free from her grip. She saw me leave with a cold and determined expression. It was the same expression she was showing my mother in the present. My mother’s voice was destroyed. She could only bow and move her hands stiffly to communicate with Sylvia through sign language.

Unfortunately, before he had the chance to confess, Irene had gone abroad. Ever since then, Sinead had never heard him mention Irene's name again. Later on, after that one-night stand between the two of them, they had only grown closer. She thought he had long since let go of Irene. She had never imagined that Irene was still the perfect first love he never talked about, yet never forgot. The heartache that had only just eased surged up once more, and the pain left her hand shaking so badly she could barely hold her phone. There was a heavy thud, and Nelson turned at the sound, a lazy smile on his lips. "Done with your shower? Then you can check out later. I've already paid for the room."

I let out a cold laugh and said, "So, now that she can't stay by your side anymore, you've come back to win me over? But what's the point in all that, Jason? After all the times you chose her over me, you had already torn apart my heart. Do you really think there's still any chance left for you even after you said you know what you did was wrong?" Jason looked up, his eyes full of regret and despair. His voice trembled as he said, "Ida, I really do regret what I did. Please, just give me one more chance, alright? I swear I'll treat you well from now on. I'll make sure you don't suffer anymore." I shook my head unhesitatingly. "Jason, it's over. We were already finished the moment you chose h

Even then, he was still calling my name. I turned and looked at Ryland lying there. All I could do was let out a weary sigh. For eight years, I'd played the role of his breakup fixer, helping him clean up one relationship after another. Now that we were divorced, I still had to worry about keeping him alive. Pulling out my phone, I called an ambulance. This would be the last good deed I ever did for him. In the hospital room, I sat across from him and watched him open his eyes. The moment he saw me, his face lit up with joy.

She walked over to the wardrobe and his shirts were all over the place, it made her sad. Without thinking, Riley began to pull Adam's belongings from the wardrobe with tears in her eyes.she poured it all on the floor and went ahead to pull out everything that reminded her of him, the sheets, the pillows that she could swear still had his scent all over it, the pen holder she bought for him to stack his pens, the chair, and finally, the picture of him holding her on the waist that stood firmly on the bed stand. The picture went crashing on th floor and Riley fell with it,crying uncontrollably. The events of last night didn't still make sense to her and all she wantd was to drive up to his hou

Gone. Her smirk. The last thing about her. Her screaming and fights. The last thing about her. Her lies. The last last thing about her. This are ther only last things about her. How can it be? Isn't the last thing of someone suppose to be a hug? A peck? And the confession of love I have and I feel for her? Why did this turn out like that for me? Leaving me all alone here? How can she just go?? From front of my very own eyes, to

After the meeting with her papa, she didn't come home to Dave. She just wanted to take a walk alone without anyone knowing where she was. She just wanted to take a walk alone without anyone knowing where he was. turning off any connections on his cellphone so he can't be contacted. She wants to be alone. Completely alone. Even when she knew Lia and Salsa were calling, she didn't pick up. Aini really wants to be alone. Somehow he disappeared from the face of this earth. She wanted so badly to go far away without anyone knowing. She was bored, tired, and even crying was of no use. She remains the victim of what she does not want to do.

Finally, Dad sighed, patted my shoulder, and said, "Just make sure you don't regret it." Back home, I called my best friend, Alexa Reeves, to help me get rid of all the packed boxes. They were piled high in the living room, taking up a ton of space. It took several trips up and down the stairs before we finally finished, leaving the apartment feeling strangely empty. Alexa looked thoughtful. "Remember two months ago," she said, "when you were so excited after Dominic accepted your proposal? We celebrated all night, you were so happy to finally get what you wanted."

Her eyelashes trembled. Then her eyes opened. At first it was a little slit and she wasn't really focusing. She stared up at me. I was just a shadow to her. Her instincts kicked in away. Even when dying she reached for the silver blade strapped to her thigh. Her arm shivered uselessly. Blood bubbled at her lips when she tried to talk. “Do... It.” The words came out as a cough. She was still hunting me. Something bitter and somehow admiring moved through me.