The Things We Never Got Over Series Novels & Stories

" Timothy's face went pale. Suddenly, he recalled something. It was the day he left for overseas and the day I handed him the divorce papers. I had looked pale, and my stomach had already turned flat. At the time, he had vaguely felt that something was wrong, but Esther had been waiting in the car. He hadn't given it much thought. Timothy stumbled backward. "That's impossible. You were the one who–" He stopped talking before finishing his sentence because he remembered. That night, when he pushed my hand away, something had brushed against the back of his hand. He hadn't paid attention. He got into the car. Esther handed him a bottle of water and said, "Don't be angry. Naomi's just being dif

The moment I stepped out of the teaching building, I let out a long breath. In my second shot at life, I would never let Baron bind me in the name of love again. In my previous life, I had applied to study abroad, but I never got in. At the time, I thought it was because I was pregnant, so I did not dwell on it. I simply stayed home, resting and preparing for childbirth. Just like that, I was trapped in that life forever. It was not until after Baron died, when I was sorting through his belongings, that I discovered the truth. He had never submitted my application at all.

In another part of the city, Evan did the same — two souls in different worlds, both wondering the same thing: What happens when the heart is forced to obey? The answer would come soon — in the vows they would speak, in the promises they would break, and in the love they never meant to find.

I sat there and stared at the empty room. [The side character is seriously so full of herself. She actually thinks the male lead likes her.] [The male lead belongs to our female lead baby! The second he heard she was in danger, he rushed over immediately. Nobody's breaking up the official couple!] [After all this, the side character still isn't planning to stop clinging to him, is she?] [If it were me, I would've left ages ago. Dragging things out like this is honestly embarrassing.] Yeah. Dragging things out like that felt embarrassing.

--- And Someone Out There Just turned her memory into a weapon. --- Dangerous Very dangerous. --- My Thoughts Because now this isn't just about the past. It's about Anna. --- The Realisation Whoever sent these messages wants something. Information. Fear. Damage. --- And if they're willing to use Elena— Then they won't stop here. --- Final Shift The warmth of the evening is completely gone now. Replaced by something colder. Something darker. Something waiting. Because when my phone vibrates one final time—

He passed away five hours later. It was even Valentine's Day that day, and the red roses I had planned to give him were replaced by white ones at his funeral. I initially thought it was medical malpractice, but it turned out to be Martin's long-planned scheme. My nails dug into my flesh, and my palms were already soaked with blood. The young woman grew more and more sorrowful as she spoke. "Mr. Steinfeld promised to let us off once the task was done, but… but my older sister and father are both gone."

“I wanted to but I was ashamed after I learned all what you said Vivian did to you was true. I thought I wasn’t worthy of you since I did not believe you. Then I refused to come into the picture to stay out of trouble. I kept thinking of different things, what if I come back to you and Vivian hurts me or Tyler. I’ve heard stories where step-siblings grow up and they end up being enemies because one claims his step brother’s mother was the reason for his parents’ divorce. I do not want Ty to go through all of that.” “In as much as I tried to convince myself that I was overthinking, I still couldn’t bring myself to open up to you. I’m sorry.” “That’s the problem. You overthink things. You can

Thinking about it now, I realized that he'd been with her, completing the surgery that was supposedly nothing more than helping her pass down her family bloodline. This proved that my permission had been considered an unessential part of the plan from the start. They merely waited to "inform" me. They never truly sought my agreement. All along, I'd been waiting in anticipation for my wedding day. I was eager to take Dante's hand and stand at the altar together. But now, all of my thrill and excitement had vanished into thin air. Not a trace was left behind. Just then, the buzzing from my phone pulled me out of my thoughts. The voice that rang out through the speaker belonged to Julia Carter,

Even if I feel nothing for Ivory, there's no way I'm giving her to you now. Wilson's gaze darkened. He and Simon looked into each other's eyes, the air between them heavy with unspoken tension. Then, the former turned and left. Everyone was stunned by this plot twist. "What's going on? Mr. Quill has left just like that? Isn't he going to steal the bride anymore?" "I already have my camera set up to catch a fight! Why did he leave without doing anything?" "Damn. I knew things like these only looked good on TV. In reality, there's no such thing as two prestigious families waging war against each other over one woman."

Every winter when my parents were alive, this was what they looked forward to most. You could not buy this variety in New Yis. It only grew in the soil at the foot of Mount Eterno. After they came to New Yis, they never went back to Sicania. They never tasted that flavor again before they died. I stumbled out the door. Liliana's voice followed me. "Dante, what if Serena leaves you because of me? Maybe I should just take the baby back to Gilan." "Don't worry. She's in her 30s and got knocked up before marriage. Who else would want her if she left me?"