Novel & Cerita This Confession Has Meant Nothing

June The weight of the confession settles in slowly, pressing into me as the realization fully sinks in. I said it. I actually said it out loud. Something I have kept buried for years, locked away in a part of myself I never allowed anyone to reach. And I did not just say it. I said it to them. To people I barely know. Strangers. The word lingers in my mind, but it does not feel entirely right anymore. Not in the way it should.

“I am not choosing because I physically cannot. The thought of losing either one of you makes me feel like I cannot breathe properly. You have both completely ruined me to the point where no version of me exists without both of you in it. Is that honest enough for you?” The confession cost me everything. I could feel it in the way my voice shook, in the burning behind my eyes that I refused to let turn into actual tears. Jackson stood and moved toward me with purpose. “That is the first completely honest thing you have said since you walked in here.” Brandon stepped closer from the other side. “And honesty deserves a reward.”

"I'm more careful about it now than I used to be." "Your job " "Irrelevant." "Apartment. Car. Everything waiting for you down there " "None of it matters!" The words tore out of him suddenly, pressurized, like something that had been held under water for too long. "There is nothing in that apartment I would lose sleep over losing. One box. My mother's belongings sitting in a closet that's the only thing in that entire space that means anything. The rest of it can disappear." His voice began to fracture at the edges. "Why won't you hear me? There is no life pulling me back, Jace. Nobody is waiting. Nothing I'd grieve. I have rebuilt from nothing more times than I can count and I would do it a

Mine didn’t either. We stood wordless... two people holding confessions that could shatter everything, and neither of us trusted ourselves to speak next. And the way he looked at me… I knew he saw my “sin” as far bigger than his. But honestly? Who cares. Because the real question was, What now?

Although I was hidden, I knew he would recognise my voice straight away. "Bless me, Father," I whispered nervously, "It has been eight months since my last confession." He spoke from the bible and made the sign of the cross before continuing. "What would you like to confess, my child?" He asked. Oh god, please forgive me. "I have been indulgent in... lust." I admitted. I was expecting a gasp or some judgement, but honestly, I had no idea what other people spoke of in these confessions. "Do not be afraid," Father Daniels spoke. "This is a safe place. It is just you, me and God."

I gaped at him, my world suddenly turning very dark and sending me down a state that only those words repeated in my head over and over and over and over again till I could hear absolutely nothing than his words, his confession. No, but that can’t be, he couldn’t, he wouldn’t…but he just said it. “Jordan…” his name came out in a whisper as I tried to understand what had just happened, how it could have suddenly happened, why he would day that.

“It will make you a greater target. It will paint a target on everyone you love. Some secrets are kept for a reason.” “So you do know.” The confirmation felt like a physical blow. My mate, the man I trusted with my life, was keeping the truth of my own soul from me. “You’ve known all along.” His silence was a confession. “I can’t do this,” I whispered, the fight draining out of me, leaving only a cold, hollow ache. I turned and walked out of the study. “Lana,” he called, his voice tight.

My tears fell freely now, washing away any restraint I had left. "I swear to you," he continued, his voice deadly calm, "I will punish them. I will kill them with my own hands." As the silence closed in again, thick and suffocating, the words I had feared for so long finally escaped me. "I am deficient, Varyon." The confession hung heavily in the air, each syllable stripping me bare. The truth I had carried in silence shattered between us, raw and irreversible, like chains breaking after a lifetime of restraint.

” It’s nothing girl ” I smiled and she nodded. ” I’ll be right back ” she said and with that she exited the room. ” Why did you do that Alaina? Why will you confess someone in public ? Don’t you know you’re putting your life in great danger ” I said and she sniffed. ” I swear on my life Paige I don’t know what came over me. I don’t even know how I confessed him , it was like I lost control of my powers ” she said and wiped her tears. I sighed and looked into her eyes.

She was just like the old me, wasn't she? No matter how coldly she had been treated, she would still run after him like a hopeful puppy. The only difference was that I had confessed to him 143 times over the course of five years. As I carried my belongings into the cab, I received a text message from Aldric. "Let's have your 144th declaration tomorrow. I'll be waiting for you with the decorated car." I laughed before removing my SIM card and tossing it away. My luggage had been packed, and a one-way ticket to Eastmere had been booked.