Novel & Cerita This Is Where I Leave You

She had forgiven him, but she had not said she would stay. Even when facing a dying man, she would not offer false hope or kind lies. Ethan closed his eyes. A wave of grief washed over him. At the same time, there was a strange peace beneath it. Maybe this was what he deserved. He breathed out, voice barely audible, "If we could start fresh in our next life, I'll treat you right… I promise." With that final whisper, he let go. Ethan was gone.

Ten years ago, a wildfire along Interstate 5 just outside Portland, Oregon, rewrote everyone's fate. In that disaster, my parents died in the flames after risking their lives to pull young Claire Hart from the back seat of a trapped car. After that, Claire's parents, James and Victoria Hart, took me in when I had no one, raised me, and covered every dollar of my tuition and living costs. Everyone assumed that Claire's life and mine were already bound together, that we would go to college together, grow up side by side, get engaged, and eventually marry. Then, late one night after graduation, I came across a Reddit post written by Claire ten years in the future. One line cut straight throug

After saving money with Justin Pierre for five years, we finally went to view a house. My best friend, Maria Houston, came along too. "The master bedroom needs a walk-in closet. Can we knock down this wall?" she asked Justin while pointing at the floor plan I had been looking at for the past six months. "I'll get a designer to take a look tomorrow. You can change it however you want." The two of them discussed everything, from the direction the apartment faced to the tiles, from the floor-to-ceiling windows to the bathtub. Meanwhile, I stood in the corner, unable to get a word in. When it was time to sign the papers, he seemed to suddenly remember I was here and said, "We'll put this pla

We stand there for a long minute, holding each other in the middle of Mikhail’s living room, surrounded by his gifts, his roses, his cage. Then I pull away. Take his hand. Lead him upstairs. To my room. I lock the door behind us. Turn to face him. He looks confused. “Nora?” I take a breath. Deep. Steady. “We’re leaving.” He blinks. “What?” “We’re leaving. Tonight. For good. No cell phones. No credit cards. Nothing that can be tracked. I’ve had enough of this shitshow.” He stares at me. “You’re serious.” “Dead serious.”

Staring at me, he says coldly, "We are leaving in an hour. Be here and don't say I didn't warn you." Thank you and please vote for me by leaving gems. Drop a comment if you like.

"Happy anniversary, honey! We're going to stay at Wildrose Estate today, where you'll finally get to see the sea of flowers I've prepared for you by tonight." I smiled without saying a word. I took out the divorce papers I'd prepared and pushed them toward him. "Sign them." I'd already flipped to the last page. Claude took them and signed without hesitation. I froze for a second. "Are you not even going to check what it is?" Claude didn't seem to care. "Isn't it just an adjustment to the IVF plan? We've always signed something like this whenever it failed before." I held the flash drive in my hand, feeling nothing but irony.

I tell her taking another sip of my coffee. She nods slowly. “You call me if you need me. You know I’m always here for you”. This reminder brings tears to my eyes but they don’t fall. I give B a watery smile and grab her hand to give it a squeeze. I let go and stand. “I need to get going, I’ll call you. Thanks for everything.” I kiss her cheek, grab my belongings, and go to the door. “ I love you, B,” I call back to her as I walk out the door.

Luciana’s whisper made Jennifer smile proudly as she watched her mother pressure Elena. “It’s time for us to leave, Luci. Send our regards to our new family.” After Luciana finished threatening Elena—while forcing her to pretend everything was fine—Henry Lewis approached. It was time for them to go home. Luciana instantly changed her expression again, looking affectionate toward Elena. “Alright, Elena, we’re leaving now, dear.” “Take good care of your pregnancy.” Luciana said sweetly, and soon they left Robert’s residence. “We will as well…”

I was finally—completely and entirely—my own. Vincent,when you wake up in Monaco and realize that I have vanished from your world forever,what kind of look will be on your face?

"We'll support you, Fred. Whatever it takes, we'll find out the truth. I hope you all know we are leaving soon, though. Our business here is finished, and we have other things to return home to.” His eyes stayed on my face as he spoke, and at that time, I thought I was the kid. Although I had spoken to them hours ago before we had to leave for the cemetery, I still missed them. I wanted to hold them in my arms again and tell them stories while I tucked them in bed. “When is the jet leaving?” Andre asked, pulling me from my thoughts. “In two days.” Cameron answered. “We can use tomorrow to do whatever we want while we are still here and prepare.“