Novel & Cerita Then She Was Gone Book

" Mom spoke as she carefully wrapped the money in a piece of cloth and slipped it into her bag. I knew the moment I stepped out the door, she would stash it away at the bottom of the chest where she kept my sister's bridal things. "I bred shellfish and sold pearls. There's a little town near Darak Island known for it. That's where I made my money." That was too much for Holly. She lost her cool and knocked her stool over. "Yasmine, tell me what's really happening. You were supposed to be having a tough time at the border, how could you…" I watched Holly hopping mad, but I kept up my clueless act. "Who said anything about Anthony going to the border? His orders were for Darak Island, clear as

Eventually, Kendrick gave up and handed Decker Corporation over to his sister, Yvonne, pulling her back from her round-the-world trip. Colleen found out she was being cast aside and spiraled deeper into rage. I was the only one who stuck by her and held her tight, no matter how many times she screamed at me, hit me, or cursed me. "Even if the whole world abandons you, I'll stay by your side." I gave up my degree from one of the country's top universities and moved with her to the perpetually spring-like Southbay. After caring for her for two years, she finally recovered.

It was the first time I had ever broken through my calm façade and used my influence to have someone fired. However, Sean was far too busy pampering his little sweetheart, picking gifts for her, and playing the perfect knight in shining armor that he didn’t even answer my calls. I stared at the ninety-nine missed calls on my phone until my tears completely dried. The man who once put me first and never ignored my calls and texts was gone, dead and buried in my memory. Watching Dan walk away with the divorce papers, I quietly went to my room and started packing. On the first day of the divorce cooling-off period, I booked a flight to Silverlake.

I was not back in a week. By the time I had handled what needed handling and made it back to the city, she was not at the coffee shop and not at the noodle place and not at her campus address and the number I had for her had been disconnected and the contact who had helped me find her in the first place came back with nothing. Three months later I received a message through a channel I trusted completely. She was gone. That was the word used. Gone. The way it was used when gone meant something specific and permanent, the way it was used when someone wanted you to understand that looking was finished.

Then, I recalled the way she smiled while talking about the architecture in Boston. I see. She must have gone to Boston to work on a project, or maybe Chicago. I tried to convince myself this was all it was about, that she was just going on a business trip. Perhaps she was just checking out a new development project out of spite. “I see,” I grunted curtly. However, I felt a strange and cold emptiness inside me. The feeling could only be described as sand slipping through my fingers. The more I tried to hold on, the faster it slipped away.

" I was confused. I was not sure why she was bringing up May now. Harriet laughed like she was out of her mind. "Because she lost your watch, you made her so upset that she ran off and got into an accident that took her legs! "You got scared after that and paid to make it go away, didn't you?!" When I did not say anything, she looked even more pleased with herself. "If we had talked to her, she'd probably come to court to tell everyone! "You're just as much to blame! "You made my life hard. Don't think you'll have it easy now!"

Whichever it is, just-' 'SHE'S GONE!'

Her tears were hot and silent now, soaking his shirt. “She is gone, Khaid.” She choked out, her voice muffled against his skin. “She was just… she was just there, talking about pearls. Bubbly and full of life, I thought she was going to be my friend in here. And now, she’s…gone. Just like that. Beside me”

I tried it over and over, needing to believe I was mistaken. A sudden, sickening thought hit me. I rushed into the walk-in closet. Her clothes were all gone. The bookshelves were empty. Her coffee mug, her favorite houseplant...all of it, vanished. Every drawer, every cabinet was a blank canvas. She was gone from my life, as if she had never existed at all! My legs gave out. I collapsed onto the floor, my wolf whining deep in my chest. "She's gone. " "No," I said hoarsely, scanning the room again and again, refusing to believe.

“She is gone. She is…” Blake looked at her questioningly. “What is gone?” “Circe is gone. My wolf is gone.”