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All I heard was the muffled sounds of her crying. I listened quietly. When the airport announcement prompted passengers to board, I hung up on her. Then, I went to my contacts, where I blocked and deleted the number. With that, I grabbed my luggage and went to board the plane. Soon, the plane took off and broke through the clouds. When I watched the city fading into the distance into a tiny dot, I felt a wave of peace wash over me. (The End)

“It’s alright. Things will get better.” For the first time in years, I felt what it was like to be cared for. At the same time, far away in Blackwood territory, Drake tasted abandonment for the first time. Neither he nor Scarlett ever received the apology they were waiting for. By the time they remembered me, the healing ward was already empty. I had long since cut off every moon-energy connection tied to Blackwood territory. I left behind all the moonstone coins I had saved over the years, along with a farewell letter at Drake’s cabin.

It happened on the last shipment run I ever went on. My boyfriend and my best friend left me behind at the transfer station. I waited there for half an hour before they remembered they were one person short. Lawson called me, impatience all over his voice. "Why didn't you get in the truck?" "We're in a hurry for the celebration dinner tonight. We can't turn around." "Stop making a scene. Figure it out yourself." My mouth opened. No sound came out. Beth's voice carried through the line, clear and grating. "We're all adults here. Why does every little thing have to be handled for her?" "She has to grow up sometime." I listened to all of it and hung up without a word. The old me would have apol

When the extreme-heat apocalypse arrived, surface temperatures reached 158°F, and the first group of people began moving to Frostpoint Base. As a scientist, my wife had two spots to bring family members with her. Everyone thought she would take me without hesitation. But in the end, she put the name of her graduate student on the application. "He's my student, and he doesn't have his parents with him. I can't bear to leave him alone in a place this hot." She submitted the application without a second thought. Her next words chilled me to the bone. "Ethan, you're different. You've been tough since you were a kid. I know you can survive until the second group is evacuated." I forced a bitter s

I sighed softly. “Sit down. There’s a menu over there. You can choose what you’d like to eat.” They walked to the table looking slightly relieved. Without even glancing at the menu, they ordered several dishes, all things I used to make but which they had never seemed eager to eat. It’s always been like that—people only miss what they’ve had once it’s gone. I moved with practiced ease, quickly preparing the dishes. After serving the last bowl of beef stew, I pulled out a chair and sat across from them.

— And behind them— Everything they had left behind— Stayed exactly where it was. Unchanged. Closed. Finished.

Nareth’s fire flared, and his eyes flickered with unease. > “It says it’s not new. It says… it was left behind.” --- The Forgotten Pulse The Heart of Creation trembled when the news reached it. Its light dimmed, flickering in distress. > Left behind… I do not remember leaving anything. Lunara’s faint voice answered from the folds of starlight where she had rested for ages. “You didn’t,” she said softly. “It was what came after us.” Seren looked toward her, eyes wide. “After us?”

Little did he know that I had taken Ayden and left for foreign shores a decade ago, back to the stronghold of our family. Derick, lost and searching, was instead found by Jasmine. 10 years had turned Jasmine into a shell of her former self, robbed of her fertility and plagued by a severe mental disorder. Once she found Derick again, she would not let go. From lovers to sworn enemies, they lost everything and lived only to torment each other. Soon after, tragedy struck in Derick's home: a shooting that left both dead. Rumor had it that Jasmine, in a fit of madness, decided if she was going down, Derick was going too.

It means handing over your whole life. On that wolf bone, a line was carved. To Cain, with all of me and my love. E. I went still. Three months ago. I hadn't yet left for the North, hadn't yet met Rowan. The me of those days, wounded all over by him, was still secretly, telling no one, loving him. I'd quietly had someone begin an acknowledgment token, thinking that if he ever turned back one day, I'd acknowledge him. Later I burned the acknowledgment ground, severed my bloodline, left for the far North, and forgot the whole thing, along with that love.

“I asked her to return the necklace to you—and this is how you repay her?! You knew her wolf hasn’t fully recovered, she’s just an Omega—but you still attacked her! You’ve gone too far, Christina. I won’t trust you anymore!” Without giving me another look, he gently lifted Kristy onto his back and disappeared into the darkness, Chris and Collin following closely behind. They were gone—leaving me behind like I never mattered. They didn’t come back that night. The next morning, when I opened my eyes, the first thought that crossed my mind was cold and clear: “I’m leaving today. And I will never return.” I packed my belongings—just a few clothes and some personal documents. No photos. No memori