This Is Why We Can't Novels & Stories

“I wonder why.” “I don’t own a cellphone.” I shrugged and he laughed. “You must be joking.” He stopped laughing when he noticed I wasn’t laughing along with him. “I don’t.” “Lyra be serious, there’s no way in hell you don’t own a phone.” He stared at me like I had two heads or something. “I don’t own one, why’s that so hard to believe.” I shrugged. “Wow.” He took a sip of his coffee. “But why don’t you own one, they come in very handy you know.”

He says. "Why? Admit it to me, what if I want you?" I asked, he was silent. I wanted to read what he was thinking but I couldn't. something is blocking. He took a deep breath. "We can't." He says. "Is it because of the state of my life?" I ask. He shook his head. "No Moon, I don't care about the state of your life, we just can't be for each other." He said. "If so, what's the reason you're preventing me from stop loving you?" I ask.

“Thеrе has tо be mоrе we can dо.” “Wе can’t. We hаvе tо wаіt.” “I can’t bеlіеvе thіѕ. Wе саn’t lеаvе her here іf Neon dоеѕn’t еngаgе іn a transaction. Thаt’ѕ juѕt wеll іt’ѕ сrаzу. Is thеrе аnуthіng wе саn dо at аll?”

Pained. “Enough.” “That’s not an answer.” “It’s the only one I can give.” “Can you override it?” A pause. Then— “Sometimes.” “Do it.” “I can’t right now.” “Why?” “Because they’re watching.” I glance up instinctively. Cameras. Hidden. Everywhere. “Then we break it,” I say. “You can’t.” “Yes, I can.” “No,” she says, her voice tightening again. “You can’t break something you don’t understand.”

] Faced with irrational netizens, one young team member could not take it anymore and cursed, "You idiots! Can't any of you think for yourselves?" The next second, their account was banned by the platform. "I'm sorry, Pearl. It's all my fault for not controlling myself..." The young team member felt very guilty. "It's okay..." Pearl actually smiled at that moment. Having such a group of people who unconditionally supported her and fought alongside her for their shared goals was already comforting enough. As for the gossip back home, it seemed insignificant now. She said lightly, "It's fine. In Arcanum, no one knows me anyway. I'm still a doctor to them... It's just a pity that the team's pla

Stupidest question ever. “I can’t wear it. Neither can Auntie Sarael. Other than the fact it prevents even our mates from touching us, it suppresses our wolves.” She frowned.

We can't say what we want to say because we're afraid of what they'll say when we reveal what's in our hearts. In their eyes, we have to be okay.

No way forward. "Yes." Anton finally looks at me, and the vulnerability in his eyes nearly breaks me. "I'll understand if you don't want to be with me because of it." "Why would you think I wouldn't want to be with you because you're cursed?" "Because I can never give you pups." His voice cracks slightly. "And you can never bear my mark." "Even without those things, I still want to be with you." "Why?" Surprise colors his tone, like he genuinely can't comprehend why I'd stay.

she threatened. “I…” I took a loud gulp. “I cannot mate with you, yet.” I nudged at her slightly, pushing myself off the wall. “Why? You are my mate and mates need to do this,” she protested. “I can’t and um… you need to get your memories back and until then I cannot mark you,” I added.

I interlocked my fingers. “Uhm, I couldn’t really do that” “Why?” “Because you are still alive, I failed to kill you so I'm going to have to try again”