They Want Me Back When It's Too Late Mga Nobela at Kwento

It was too late when I waited for years for either of them to return or when they moved every time I felt close to them. “Yeah babe.That ship that you are high on is way too late. I don't want you and I don't want him "I state with all the conviction that I feel. My shoulders rise and fall rapidly in relief as I get the words out. I have wanted to say them for much too long. Deciding that I am done with this conversation I walk back over to my machine. I lift the lid and smile when the contents inside of it glow.

I leaned against the railing. "I wish we could go back." The words barely rose above a whisper. Amelia looked out at the river. "So do I." I turned toward her. Hope stirred again. "You do?" She nodded slowly. "I miss who we were." "So do I." "But..." She paused. "The people standing here today..." She looked at me with heartbreaking kindness. "...aren't those people anymore." Silence stretched between us. I wanted to argue. To promise we'd find our way back. But I knew she was right.

“Be good. I’ll be right back.” XXX

I couldn't wait to get back to the way I used to be. ***

“Did you both bring me here to show me that? Do you want me to relive my pain–” “No… that’s not it.” Kent quickly cut me off. “We want to show you something else–” “Well, it doesn't seem so.” I cut him off. “You both just want to rub salt on a wound that healed! You hate the way I am not crying for your love anymore, right?” I spat. “News flash, I am never going to do that. You can keep your help to yourself!” I declared, turning to leave. If this was the cost of their help, I would rather kowtow to jump down the lagoon, than have them insult me.

“Alice, please. I’m sorry. See, My life hasn’t felt complete since the divorce. I made a mistake and i want to fix it. Please,” My heart twisted at his words, but anger bubbled up. “You think this is how it works? You cheated on me with my best friend! You shattered everything we had, and now you want me back?” He shook his head, his voice rising. “No! We can fix everything. I made a bad choice, i know. I let my ego get the best of me, i know. But I can change. I’ll leave Natasha. I’ll do anything. Just come back to me,”

“I want you back.” Another pause. Then, she laughs. It’s not the soft, sweet laugh I remember. It’s bitter. Angry. “You had your chance,” she says. “It’s too late.” The line goes dead, and I’m left standing there, the phone still pressed to my ear. It’s too late. Maybe it is. But I’m not giving up. Not yet.

“Now, I stop waiting for a past that isn’t coming back.” And for the first time in a long time, he wondered what that really meant.

{ Jae } The more I talk to her, the less I want this conversation to be over. I want to keep it going and going and never leave this place. I want her back. I can't spend another second pretending I don't fucking want her like I've never wanted anything before.

"I suggest you just give them amd let them be, the argument wouldn't lead you anywhere so just let them be..I bet they would not know the difference between an Expression outfit and a less expensive one," "Crystal I can't do that. They can't just waltz in here and expect me to do as they wish. So.wjat of everyone becomes that way? That means the business would not function any mor? I Am not here to run a charity organization please." "What about Kian? Look at the time, it's almost , twelve pm now, you know that right? And the more you keep on annoying yourself," "Ughhh fine," I groaned. "Don't play with us miss," they groaned.