The Words I Wish I Said Book Pages Mga Nobela at Kwento

I reach the end of the book. 'What a waste this all was.' It read. All pages were filled. I then go back to the start. It was the only page that was blank. 'What a waste this all was.' The words cut me deeply. You weren't a waste. Like magic, the snuffed candle that was cradled in my heart sparked. Hesitantly at first. The flame spluttered. As if asking for permisson from me. I smiled and felt it explode with warmth. I grab the black book I gifted Xavier. My heart accelerated and a swarm of butterflies swirled around in my stomach.

about you to Lilly to make her give me that wolfsbane. I wish now that I hadn’t thrown things at you as you tried to calm me down so the doctor could save my life. I wish now that I hadn’t been so mean to you the morning after, when you teased me about my first shift. I wish now I was more understanding, more willing to be open and honest. I wish now that I never once told you that I didn’t want you to be my mate. I wish now you didn’t reject me. I wish I could take it all back and you would never hear me say any of it, but I know it is what you will always remember about me. I miss you terribly and my heart hurts because I know I’ve hurt you so badly and you won’t give me the chance

Unlock it, and the empty pages shall be filled for you to read. I stare at the words for a long time. Read them again. And again. “What does that even mean,” I mutter under my breath. Within me. Unlock it. Empty pages. I flip to the next page. Blank. The one after that. Blank. I start flipping faster now. Page after page after page, all clean, untouched, mocking me with their silence. No hidden ink. No symbols. No diagrams. Nothing. Just white paper. My grip tightens on the book until my knuckles ache.

I opened Josy's door and handed over the book to her , I don't know why but while reading it I felt all my problems move aside it was like I was moving back to how I was only with the fact that I was stuck at one place. Josy this is the book from yesterday it was about,Every mother's wish to have a healthy baby when born. A baby that was born without any complications but my life was not like that. At the age of eight Irene was diagnosed with leukaemia, chronic myelogenous leukemia . It was not that rare in children so she wondered why she had to face this .

Then pause. He peels back the covers. Tucks me in. Like I’m breakable. Like he didn’t just push me to the edge and leave me there shaking. I don’t fight it. I just lie back, breathing shallow, eyes fixed on the ceiling. He sits beside me. His knuckles graze my cheek. And I break my own rule. I speak. “I wish you were mine too.” The words are soft. Barely real. But they land. His breath hitches. Barely.

I wanna if someone out there is reading my book hope you enjoyed this chapter lots of love faiyth♡♡♡

Hadn't I learned anything from Rishi, Raghav, and Siddarth? They all wanted one thing. A thing I despised and loathed with all my heart. Taking a deep breath, I circled my wrist. "I want to break up," I left the words out with difficulty, every part of me snapping as the clenching of my heart increased. "Bookworm," He spoke slowly. "It doesn't matter what I did. It was in past." "It does!" I shouted, facing him. "It explains everything! I thought you were different."

He just watched quietly, like he understood that the dress was only part of what was happening in the room. I looked at myself again. “I wish my grandpa was here,” I said. The words came out before I could decide whether I wanted to say them. Once they were in the air, I couldn’t take them back. “I wish he could see this,” I said. “See how happy I am. See that I didn’t stay where I was. That I found something better.” Joella moved closer. “I know,” she said.

THE END OF (YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND) First, thank you. Thank you for picking up my novel, (YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND). Thank you for opening the first chapter when you didn’t know me. Thank you for opening the second, and the tenth, and the one-hundredth, when life was busy and your time was precious. In a world full of noise, distractions, and endless choices, you chose to sit with my words. That means more to me than I can ever fit into one letter, but I’m going to try my best anyway.

The truth ends the dream you didn’t know you were still living. I pressed the back of my wrist to my mouth to stop the tremor in my breath. The paper rustled as my fingers clenched tighter, until the edge cut into my skin. A small sting, almost welcome—it was something I could control when everything else wasn’t. “I still wish…” My voice cracked softly, barely a whisper. “I still wish she was mine.” The sound of my own words startled me. They hung in the air, fragile, like something that shouldn’t have escaped.