To Good At Goodbye Novels & Stories

The lead mover shot us a sympathetic look before hurrying off to his truck. "Lucas, you always claimed to be a man of the times, but this? It's just sad. Grow up. Don't be the town joke." I walked away, leaving Lucas red-faced and alone, without a backward glance.

A sticky sensation lingered on the back of my hand. For the first time in my life, Leighton's touch made me feel something from the bottom of my heart—disgust. Expressionless, I pulled my hand away. Then I grabbed a napkin and slowly wiped the back of my hand clean. I answered her, enunciating each word clearly, "Leighton, I gave you a chance. Stop doing this. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll feel sick to my stomach every time I think of you."

"That’s what makes it so hard to watch." Arthur returned a minute later, carrying a steaming mug. He set it down carefully in front of her, watching her face to see if the steam bothered her breathing. Evelyn took a small sip, the warmth of the honey soothing her throat. She gave him a tiny, reassuring smile, and for a moment, the ghost of the corporate battle faded into the background, leaving only the quiet sound of the rain against the glass.

“Goodbye motherfucker.” Bang!

𝑩𝒂𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔, 𝑮𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆, 𝑮𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔

he replied. " I've been caught up with work and something else. I do miss racing but I'm working on something at the moment, " " If you say so, Syd. If you say so. " ~~~~ So how do I say goodbye? To someone who's been with me for my whole damn life? You gave me my name and the color of your eyes I see your face when I look at mine So how do I, how do I, how do I say goodbye? And there's no way you could ever let me down

Goodbye to everyone, goodbye to having a pathetic life, goodbye to the voices in my head, goodbye to having to pretend to be okay when I'm not, goodbye to being a painful reminder, goodbye to being an asshole, goodbye to Sarah, and lastly, goodbye to Temi. My stomach churned and twisted as my heartbeat pumped faster and faster like it was going to burst. I could feel my eyes starting to close and I let out a scream in agony as a sharp pained pierced and tore into my heart. It slowed down, till it finally stopped beating, my eyes closed as I welcomed the darkness. If anyone could see me, I imagined they took a glimpse at the sad smile that had rested on my face. Goodbye father. Sarah Present

Eden said and eased back in her seat and closed her eyes, wondering why there was a 'good' in 'goodbye'. There was nothing good or wonderful about endings and farewells.

I walked past him, stepped into the elevator, and pressed the close button without the slightest hint of reluctance. I arrived at Blair's house half an hour later. I told my best friend about my miscarriage. She hugged me and comforted me, coaxing me for hours. I never once bothered texting Caleb the entire time. Instead, he sent me a text consisting of a single question mark. I ignored it. He shot me another text the following day, saying, "The breakfast they serve out here tastes horrible." Blair, who was sitting at the dining table and enjoying breakfast with me, regarded me with unconcealed bewilderment before blurting, "I can't believe you're still here! You actually stayed here instead

He had completely ruined her good mood. “Hey.” Maureen suddenly called out to Richard. “Yeah?” Richard quickly responded to her. His eyes were shining brightly. “I’m in a bad mood. Tell me a few more jokes.” Richard teased her. “I can tell you a few more jokes to brighten up your day, but if you really want to have some fun, let’s go drinking at ICE tonight?” “No need. I never drink with men I’m not close with.” Maureen glanced at him coldly. “Besides, aren’t you afraid that your little boat of friendship with Damien will capsize if you’re always hanging out with me?”