Things We Left Behind Series Order Novels & Stories

It showed he was in a good mood. He sat down beside me and handed me a look. "Cheer up. I won't hold what happened yesterday against you. Here, I got this for you. Didn't you always want it?" It was a collection of legal cases, the one I'd been searching for. It was already out of print, and most importantly, it was the last book my mother edited before she passed away. Four years ago, her final wish was to see this book one last time. She never did.

“Don, the manor has been cleaned up. Would you like to see it?” “Yes!” Pete’s eyes suddenly lit up, almost uncontrollably excited. “Of course.” He had been all smiles on the way there.But when he arrived, the smile froze instantly.Everything was gone. All the items that had held their shared memories. Every letter.Every keepsake.Every ounce of love he had flaunted and then discarded. Because he had burned them all. He had destroyed her with his own hands. Isabella's dress—burnt to ashes.Her jewels—sold out.

Chapter 2: The Beginning --- Still at Alexander Kingston’s mansion, Elena felt quite puzzled when she was led walking quite far toward the back of the mansion, where there was something like a small house near the garden. Its location was almost close to the small forest that indeed stood behind the mansion. When she turned to look behind her, Elena could clearly see from a distance that Alexander was still standing behind the glass wall of the study, as if wanting to make sure that Elena would enter the room that would become her place in that mansion.

On the day of our family trip, I wake up early, only to find the house empty. As I wonder what is going on, a message from my younger twin brother, Carson Smyth, suddenly pops up in the family group chat. "Oh, no! I forgot to update in this group chat that the departure time has been moved forward!" The very next second, the message is deleted. I stare blankly at the empty chat, my eyes stinging. So they have another group chat—one that doesn't include me. Still reeling, I get a call from Mom. "I'm sorry, Caleb. The departure time was moved up by an hour, and I forgot to tell you. Hurry and take a cab here! You might still be able to catch up—" My older sister, Carina Smyth, cuts her o

" Then, he turned and walked away. Rachel cried and screamed, but he never looked back. Ethan rushed home. As soon as he walked into the living room, he saw boxes and bags everywhere. "What is all this?" He frowned. His mother replied calmly, "Stella mailed us some things before she left. I just finished sorting them today. Oh, and I also found some stuff you left in the basement. You should take a look." Ethan froze as he looked at the pile.

We are the only family left. To be continued...

It seemed like it was around that time that Jasmine, the girl who used to smile so much, stopped smiling. She had asked him to do five final things with her. The first thing: go to the charity gala with her. But instead, he bought the painting she wanted and gave it to Jennifer. The second thing: go to Zaryen with her. But right before boarding the plane, he abandoned her to meet Jennifer, who had just returned to the country. The third thing: stay with her. He reluctantly agreed, but he struggled to hold back his frustration and secretly cursed her in his mind.

Her smooth face with a glint of grief made him think she would resist to let him go. “You should talk to your guardian about it. You’re good to go, though you have to come back to remove those stitches, otherwise you’ll find strength to walk around in hours.” With the air of pity, she strolled back to the room and took the seat beside his bed. “Tell me. You need anything? Or want to talk about anything?” she added, as if she knew the things he wanted to let out. How his heart broke when the person he loved left him behind, with no words other than, ‘Money, you saw my money…’ echoed in his mind.

Leon was taken aback at first, but then he let out a pitying sigh. I was so busy dealing with the final handover before my resignation that I only had some free time after I officially resigned from the company. Checking the countdown timer, I was a little dazed when I realized there were only five days left. I tapped my face a few times to clear my head a little. Then, I started packing my things. Isabel and I dated for years, and since I was fond of photography, I took many photos of the two of us. The house was filled with them. I even had some on my camera and computer.

We chose truth. Elixir and Lucian exchanged a look heavy with relief and grief. Burn marks healed. Smoke evaporated. Yet in the ruins beneath the altar, a new echo hummed. The Order hadn’t disappeared. They’d retreated. Waiting. But deeper. And Ash-Elixir’s crown split again on the ground—silver shards. Pieces of vow. Pieces of future. Every pack retreated into whisper to rebuild. I stayed behind with Elixir and Soren, beside Lucian. We spoke in ritual and silence both.