Novel & Cerita Too Far Gone Book

"Natalie, you can't perform surgeries in your condition. If you leave Conner Hospital, how will you make a living? Don't say things you'll regret. I've already notified the police to arrest Karina. There will be no one else between us. Let's just start fresh, okay?" That was never going to happen. He was about to say more to win me back, but a driver had already taken my luggage and opened the car door for me. "Ms. Shepard, we need to go now, or else you'll miss your flight." Maxwell's pupils trembled. "You're going abroad? You're throwing away our memories, abandoning Conner Hospital. Now, you don't even want me anymore?" I didn't answer because there was no point. He knew better than anyon

Me? Soon as the divorce papers hit my hand, I booked a flight abroad. Two years on a construction site, far from all this mess. Let that trash rot where it belongs—back there. I'm moving on.

I accepted my entry-level position at a prestigious marketing firm and graduating from college with honors as a business major with a minor in history. "Do you believe in magic now?" A childlike voice disrupts my reverie, singing around me in the darkness. The singing is filling my soul with intense apprehension and dread. Uh Oh. A sudden wind hits me, tossing me around wildly. It reminds me of the vortex that tore me away from Meena on the fairy hill in Ireland. We were watching a solar eclipse until an unnatural gale tossed my ass into ancient Troy. The wind suddenly stops; my stomach is hitting my throat as I'm falling through space.

To clear the path, he had even sent my parents far away. Just then, my phone buzzed with a text. [Liana, are you okay? Zack made us leave out of the blue today. He said the company is changing hands and someone is targeting you, so we should stay away for now. Your father and I don’t understand what’s going on… Hasn’t the transition happened? But the tickets have been bought, we went with it.] Zack didn’t understand one thing—no one around me would ever act behind my back. I steadied myself and replied, [I’m fine. Enjoy your trip. Leave everything else to me.]

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Susie quickly realized that I had removed the chip. This meant that the last link between us was completely severed. Susie smashed the lab equipment in a frenzy, but in the end could only collapse to the floor, a shell emptied of its soul. It didn’t matter what she did; it was all in vain. That night, Susie stumbled drunkenly into a bar. With her face haggard and her clothes wrinkled, there was no trace of her former confident self remaining. Glass after glass of hard liquor went down her throat, but the alcohol could not drown the regret in her heart.

My appetite vanished instantly. “I don’t feel like eating,” I said. “Throw it away.” Sarah immediately looked displeased, but she held it in. She sat beside me and began to complain instead. “You have no idea how sad Tim was today. My parents went to see him and brought up the wedding. He panicked so badly he almost cried. Tim just got back to the country and doesn’t have much money. I was thinking of using the money you gave me for our wedding to help him with the wedding first.”

The woman wasn’t a malicious spirit at all, but boy was she talkative, and Akira needed the quiet for work. So, one day, Akira whipped out and burned the frankincense right in the living room where Tonya usually appeared. It made her fade – a different kind of fade from when a spirit is finally free – but more akin to paint smeared with a finger. Akira referred to it as glitch. The only problem with frankincense is that it produced too much smoke and made the whole apartment smell musty, like a wet forest.

The hurt he had caused me had long since outweighed the puppy love of our youth. I looked at the yellowed pages. Maybe I should give my younger self an answer. Thus, I picked up a pen and earnestly wrote a single word beneath that sentence. "Okay." Then, I threw the entire diary into the fireplace, allowing the orange flames to devour everything. "It's time to pursue my old dream of studying at Northern Wolf University," I said to myself. As the wind blew through the fireplace, the flames lit up my eyes and dried my tears. After returning to the house to pack my things, I ran into Jack at the door, who was on his way out.

"I'm telling you now: no matter what you do, I'll never like you!" Rowena snapped. "You clinging to me like this only makes me feel sick!" She continued coldly, "And if anything happens to Preston, I'll never forgive you!" With that, she supported Preston–whose forehead was injured from the collision–and hurried toward the hospital, dragging me along as well. On the way there, Preston lost consciousness. In my previous life, Preston had been utterly alone and, in despair, jumped from a building.