Then She Was Gone Summary Novels & Stories

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

Aiden didn’t leave. He abandoned all his duties and ignored the Council of Elders. Like a desperate, wounded wolf, he hovered around me, refusing to give up. Seraphina finally snapped. She stormed up to me furiously. "Wow, Clara. Vanishing to get his sympathy? Don’t get cocky. He’ll come back to me in the end." I looked at her calmly. This woman had cast a shadow over half my life. She never took something because she loved it. She took it because she could and because she liked the thrill of it.

“The warehouse is gone.” She stared at me. I could almost see the sentence hit her and fail to make sense. “Gone? What does gone mean?” She repeated. “The building where they took you.” My voice came out flatter than I intended. “It’s been demolished.” For a second she just blinked at me like she hadn’t heard properly then she shook her head. “No.” “June…” “No.” She sat straighter, pulling her hand from mine. “No, that doesn’t make sense. How can a building be gone?”

God, yes, I need her there. So all I can do is stand there in shock as she kisses my mouth one last time, slips back into her damp dress and disappears from the coffee shop patio without another word. By the time I realize she isn't coming back, she's long gone. Nowhere to be found on the sidewalk, on the street. Gone. What in the hell just happened?

“You don’t need to know that. But things you need to know will be found out by you very soon.” The temperature in the room seemed to drop and my fingers twitched by my side as I started feeling cold. “I-“ Before I could get any more words out and before I could ask her for answers to the question in my head… She disappeared. Vanished. Just like she had never been there. A soft gasp escaped my lips and I reached out instinctively, refusing to believe that she was gone but my hand was met with nothing but air. She was gone. “What the fuck?” Skylar said, cursing under her breath.

No disturbed earth. She was gone.

One blink, she was there. The next, she was gone.

“No trail. No signs of forced removal. Nothing.” A beat. Then— “She’s gone.”

I gasp, behind my hand. I stagger back, in shock. " Where is she?" She doesn't answer but just stares at me. " Where is she?!" I snap, making her jump slightly. I think I might end up in jail tonight. " She's gone." " Gone, where did she go, tell me?!" " She passed away." I freeze on the spot, not knowing how to react. " She had gone to the bank one day, and it so happened, to be the day some robbers decided to rob that bank. It turned out to be a robbery gone wrong, and she, amongst a few others, unfortunately didnt get out alive."

No warmth, no breathing that wasn't his own, no gentle stirring of chaos magic that had become as familiar as his own heartbeat. Gone. The word hit him like physical blow, like void-enhanced weapon cutting through defenses he hadn't known he'd lowered. She was gone. Not in the washroom, not on the balcony, not somewhere within reach—gone with completeness that made the chamber feel like tomb. Gone, and the bed is cold. How long has she been gone? How long have I been sleeping alone while she... while she...