The Smile Has Left の小説・ストーリー

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Looking back in his hand, he remembered how his phone got ruined because of Ian. 'I will surely make him compensate about this' He thought to himself as he got reminded by the fact that he can no longer use his phone. "When someone leaves you and go...." "When someone leaves and goes" “ All we are left with some silent tears” “But that will affect the one whose gone” “ Seeing you in pain and frown” “The left soul will not stay in peace” “ So you have to let go with a smile ” “Its just the life and things awhile ”

I look in his eyes as I say it. He smiles back “ I love you too.” He replies. I start to leave the room taking my popcorn bowl to the kitchen and I see him start to settle back into the couch turning the TV to a game. He also now has his phone out and he’s typing a message to someone with a smile on his face. I stand in the doorway for a few moments just watching him. I can’t help but feel like I’ve lost him and I just don’t know what to do. ++

I tore my eyes off him. "If that's all, I will be leaving now." Saying, I stood up from the chair. And before turning to leave, I said to him, "You! Please don't smile at me like that." He frowned. "Smile like what?" "Like you usually smile. Don't do that." I responded. "Why? Why shouldn’t I?" He questioned. "Because whenever you smile this way at me, I feel like a tornado has started in my heart and my heart would get out of my chest. I can’t look at anything but that smile. Hope you understand now!" Answering this, I literally ran out of his cabin.

Juliet Somehow, I was back at the cafe, facing Grace's piercing gaze. After I struggled to hold back from crying, which I had been doing a lot these days, Grace managed to convince me to go back to the cafe with her. “So… how about Naomi and Leah?” I asked, not just because I was trying to shift the conversation from me, but because I was curious about the women I used to call my friends. “Leah left the country to manage her mother's farm a year after graduation”, Grace answered.

Her smile is colder. Here we go.

She smile .................TBC.......................

A smile crept across my lips slow and full of poison. “Leave that to me,” I said. “I have my ways.”

I just kept smiling not allowing them to ruin this day for me. As my mother and Elizabeth left, their defeat palpable, I chose grace over retaliation. A serene smile graced my lips, emphasizing the strength within me, as I vowed to let love prevail. The air in the dressing room shifted, lighter and infused with hope, as if the universe itself rejoiced in my triumph.

It was a tableau of a complex bond, one marked by hardships and resilience, and the promise of healing in the face of adversity. "Bianca," I whispered, my voice carrying a bittersweet tone, accompanied by a faint smile. She responded with a sigh, her lips curving into a fleeting smile that seemed fragile, like a delicate petal caught in a gust of wind. There was a palpable change in the once-vibrant Bianca. The effervescent enthusiasm that once defined her now appeared masked, as if hidden behind a façade. Her smile, once a beacon of cheerfulness, had lost its luster. But I couldn't fault her for that.