This Isn't Goodbye This Is See You Later Novels & Stories

Ten minutes later, her text popped up on my phone. [Lincoln, I have to stay with Gurney to meet his parents. I'll definitely visit your mom the next time!] I was not even surprised. In the past two years, I had lost count of how many times I heard that same phrase. 'Next time, for sure'. Missed our anniversary? 'Next time, for sure'. Bailed on visiting my mother? 'Next time, for sure'. Too busy to go get our marriage registered? 'Tomorrow, for sure'.

SERIES SO YEA. I'LL SEE YOU ALL IN ANOTHER ONE OF MY WORKS UNTIL THEN GOODBYE AND THANK YOU! <3

I hope to see you more in the future. Thanks again.... And goodbye.

I was confident she would rather never see Minnie again. Minnie and I watched silently as Christian pulled out his phone and dialed my number. Eloise had thrown away my SIM card and phone long ago. No matter how many times he called, the result would be the same. How could a dead person answer the phone? When the call went unanswered, Christian furiously began typing a text to me. Christian: [Rachel, bring Minnie back immediately! Do you think I won't find her if you take her away? Try me. I'll make sure you never see her again!]

The taxi rolled through the bustling streets. I leaned back in the seat, sunlight pouring through the glass and warming my face, yet I felt numb to its gentleness. The warmth I once knew had been buried along with my mother and baby. The driver, an elderly man with silver hair, glanced at me through the rearview mirror. After a pause, he said softly, “Don’t look back, sweetheart. Look ahead.” He spoke the words I hadn’t dared to say aloud: “Look ahead”.

"Logan, will you only be satisfied after you've driven me to my death? Harley Brooks is leaving for Toronto soon. After this, we'll never have another chance to see each other. I'm only going to see him off as his professor. Is that wrong too?" Her phone rang unexpectedly. When she answered, her voice turned impossibly gentle. "Okay, wait for me. I'll be there in half an hour." Before leaving, Leighton tossed the divorce papers into the trash. "We'll discuss when I get back. But don't even think about a divorce." She slammed the door so hard it echoed. Inside the room, only the sound of my own sobbing remained. I'd already checked. There were no flights to Toronto tonight. Sure enough, not l

It read; "I SEE YOU!"

We should not end up like this. Maybe we needed to talk.

Not now, not ever. ***

"Andrew, I came back just to wish you well. I didn't expect your mate to be so unwelcoming! "The magical herb is an aphrodisiac, plain and simple. Her lies are just a way to bully and discredit me! If she doesn't welcome me, then I'll just go..." Louise tried to rise, but Andrew forced her back down, his face a stormy shade of blue as he hissed a warning at me, "Apologize to Louise for your lies." I gripped my medical text, defiant. "And what if I refuse?" "Don't even think about leaving this restaurant without the Alpha's say-so."