Things I Never Said Book Novels & Stories

I watched as he brought it towards us. "You see if you would've never gave me that ripped paper I would've never been able to erase your mind again. Your minds protected now because of you reading a true page out of this book. Unfortunately for you I have a few things that will help me out." His wicked smile had me frozen. Every part of me realized my mistake. The book told me to never read it outloud but I assumed since everyone had this book that it was the same.

Hard to speak without breaking something. That’s why I handed over whatever was within reach. My chest tightened before I started speaking. “There’s something impossible I need to tell you,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “I… remember things. Things that haven’t happened yet.” Stillness held him. His eyes stayed fixed, taking in each word like it mattered more than the last. Interruptions never came. Doubt did not show itself anywhere near his expression. Attention sat deep, calm, unbroken.

How could she spout this garbage like it was no big deal? Flashes of memory hit me. That day was fuzzy, but some things were crystal clear. My sister had fallen and hurt herself, so my real mom, Madelyn, told me to wait by the door while she ran inside to grab something. While I stood there, a woman showed up, waving candy in my face. Mom was always strict about sweets—barely let us near them. So when I saw that candy, I didn't even think. I ran toward her. One stupid step, and just like that, my life shattered.

I permitted him, but it did make me uncomfortable to remember that stage of my life because it's something I never wanted to mention or remember, so I tried to pretend it never happened. I never heard from him again, and it's for the best; that's why I pretended it never happened, even though it has left aftereffects on me. I never told anyone what he did to me, nor will I ever tell anyone. It is something I do not want to remember; throughout my life I have suffered different types of mistreatment and abuse, and I have always thought that it is better to leave the past behind and try to live in the present and future. I do not intend to chain myself to a past, which is just that, a past.

Chapter 83: The Weight of What Was Never Said The woman didn’t rush her words. That, more than anything, terrified her. They sat across from each other, the café humming softly around them, but it felt like the rest of the world had faded out. All she could hear was her own heartbeat, loud and uneven, as she waited for the truth she wasn’t sure she was ready to carry. “There was another person,” the woman said finally. “Someone who didn’t make it out the way I did.”

"Yes. And the funny part was that I did not even know." I looked up at him. "I forgot everything," he continued. "Everything about you, about us, about what we had. It was just gone. And this book sat in a box in my apartment for years and I never thought to look at it because I did not remember that it mattered." I wanted to call him a liar. Wanted to throw the book at his face and tell him that whatever story he was trying to sell, I was not buying it. But I could not speak. Could not do anything except sit there with my diary in my lap and my throat tight and my eyes burning.

His voice, however, remained calm as he reassured me, “I’d never do that! I love you more than anything.” I smiled but said nothing. I wasn’t about to argue. Instead, I downed the glass of milk in front of him. Then, I reached out, grabbing his face. My gaze locked onto his as if I were saying goodbye. “Don’t forget what you said, Henry.” Henry hesitated for a moment as he stood to leave. He glanced back at me, as though he had some sense of what I was really feeling, but he walked out eventually. His footsteps faded, and as soon as my parents and Henry were gone, I stumbled into the bathroom, forcing myself to throw up until I was dizzy and weak. It took all my strength to get back on my fe

Never do …never… he hates me " I wiped my tears . I know we can never be a normal husband and wife

she said and went back inside. I shrugged off my doubts and went inside as well with my bag and phone in my hands. I was nearing the table when I saw the gang. All of them were here and Danzel as well. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. ‘You create havoc wherever you go’ his words came rushing back to me. And I felt my heart clench. I don't know why but I am affected by him. His ignorance hurts me. And I feel weak. But I promised that I won't let anyone make me feel weak. Not even Danzel.

To ensure that she would have absolute authority, I sold the family heirloom that Mom left me and used all the money I had to help her become the biggest shareholder. Looking back on the past, I realized that the wonderful love that I shared with Grace had just been a massive illusion. Everything that she did was just a part of her scheme. I eventually fell asleep to the sound of the rain and thunder. … Seven days passed in the blink of an eye. I had no idea what Clarence did, but Grace stopped contacting me. I held up my hand and counted down the days with my fingers. There were only three days left before I would be free.