The Nevertheless Novels & Stories

Not now. Never.

The bed was piled high with cute stuffed animals, and delicate rune charms were arranged neatly on the desk. "Do you like it, Nicole? If not, we can change it," she said gently as she took my hand in hers. I felt my eyes sting with emotion. "I love it. I really do. Thank you so much." Caleb himself proved to be an equally devoted mate. One day, he brought me a necklace. The gemstones shimmered with a soft, ethereal glow. "Nicole, this necklace holds spiritual energy. Wearing it will be good for your health," he said quietly.

Goodbye. And never again.

Neva closed it. She didn't sit. Neva Voss rarely sat when she was delivering difficult things — she stood, because sitting felt too much like surrender and she had never been built for surrender. She kept her coat on for the same reason. Like she needed to be ready to leave if the room turned against her. Corinna recognised the habit because she had inherited it.

Henry shouted, "No! Yelena, I will never divorce you! And the child—why did you never tell me about it?" His voice trembled as he spoke. He was probably regretting it, but what was the use of regret? We could never go back. No matter how hard he tried, it was over. "I will never agree to a divorce!" Henry insisted. "Don't joke with me. This isn't funny at all." So, he thought I was joking.

A perfect match, really. That was when I realized that Shawn did not dislike taking photos. He just did not want to take them with me. I had not expected Mrs. Taylor to remember that this was my favorite photo and used it for my memorial picture. A wave of unexpected gratitude surged in my chest. At that moment, Shawn stared at my photo on the tombstone for a while. Then, he instinctively said with a frown, “Mrs. Taylor, what’s the point of still going on with this nonsense?”

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James whispers reassuringly. He kisses me, and I take Dereck’s hand as he pulls me toward him. -“Why did you hesitate?” he asks me immediately. -“Because I’m a hypocrite. I can't be happy for you when I'm shoving my happiness in your face every day. - I'd never blame you, I know exactly how you feel. - I don't understand why it hurts so much, Derek. - Because a part of us is always connected... he whispers. 'We're not playing by the same rules as the Moon Goddess, Thea tells me.'

Emily inquired from her mother with tears flowing down her cheeks. "Of course his wife is not dead. Don't you understand? We know them to be married on paper. But in Darryl's heart, he has never been married before. Therefore, he does not have a dead person for a wife. This is simple logic. Are you that dumb to not understand this?" Mrs Davis said with great disappointment.

Four days later Hannah's POV I sat in my car undoing my tie, leaving it around my neck. I hadn't really spent much time at the house with Patience since I was trying to sort out the papers for the annulment, which was a very difficult task with Claude and Mr Walters breathing down my neck. Pride and greed will forever be the death of mankind. I knew the news would reach to my father sooner or later so I was preparing myself for an earful.