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

Is there any chance I could see you just one more time? He was so irritating. I yanked the SIM card out of my phone and tossed it into the blazing fire. Just like that, we were done for good.

I opened the messaging app and typed: [Don’t bother coming. I’m already home.] I hit send. The screen went dark. The house fell completely silent. I leaned back on my couch and closed my eyes. The small, stubborn hope I held onto finally faded.

His eyes flickered with something unreadable—but he drank the wine in one gulp. After dinner was over, the three of them leaned back in their chairs, staring up at the stars that were scattered across the night sky. It had been so long since any of them had a night like this—peaceful, warm, and full of hope. Justine looked up at the stars and silently thanked her past self. If she hadn't signed the divorce agreement and walked away, she would have never known life could be this open, this free. "Mom, that's the boy from the other day," Megan said suddenly, tugging on her sleeve.

She didn't look at me, only at Grayson, lifting her chin with a brave, understanding smile. "Goodbye. My mom and I are leaving now." The tears I had been holding back finally spilled. I turned quickly, discreetly wiping them away. Grayson grabbed my arm suddenly. "Alicia… she…" His face was full of shock, his pupils contracting as if he had seen something he couldn't comprehend. I seized the moment to pull away, my voice calm but final. "We're leaving. Goodbye, Mr. Ulrich." That was our last goodbye. That day, I took the passports I had prepared long ago, packed our bags, and booked tickets to Furlance. We didn't speak of Grayson again. Alicia even pretended lightly, talking about emailing M

"You and Elroy were never friends. You've been rivals forever. Watching him fall apart—it made you happy, didn't it?" He dropped the act. Smirked. "Yeah. It did. Oh—and he's dead. Thought you should know. You're sharp, Celine. I wish you happiness." My pen hovered. Ink bled into the page. I tore it up, tossed it out. "Happiness isn't for me." I'd had it once. Look where that got me. He gave a soft laugh. "Goodbye. I hope you find freedom." This time, I nodded. Freedom—that, I could want.

I said evenly, "but let's make sure it's the last time. I don't want to see him around me again." Charles seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, nodding over and over: "Thank you for your mercy, ma'am. I'll make sure he learns his lesson and won't bother you again." Meanwhile, Bella's eyes gleamed with smugness, convinced that her marriage to Bruce was locked in. She moved to soothe Bruce, but just then, the wedding venue's massive LED screen came to life. Instead of a sweet montage of the couple, a surveillance clip from a nightclub bathroom played in high definition.

Conrad maintained his smile. “Cancel the engagement!” Conrad's hand paused for a moment, and he spoke in a deep voice, "Is there no room for negotiation?" Britney took a sip of the cappuccino she once loved in front of her and shook her head, "And I wished that you would marry Stephanie two days later!" Conrad looked up and met Britney's gaze, but he couldn't find the previous infatuation she had for him in those beautiful eyes. "This was my final kindness to you! It was also the last friendship!"

I looked up to see the sky, clear and blue as always. It was a perfect day, with a soft breeze playing with the clouds. I smiled and, without a second thought, I deleted Ruby's message and blocked her number. Then I stood tall and walked out the door. Time was racing by. I strode confidently into my future.

“I guess, I´ll see you later. All right?” “All right, Patrick.”

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