Too Good At Goodbye Sam Smith Novels & Stories

"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

“You’re the best, Naomi. I thought you were going to break up with me since you went quiet earlier.” I smiled. “I won’t. Never again.” His tone turned serious. “Trust me, Naomi. This is the last time I’m doing this for Gianna. I swear. The wedding is postponed, but I promise to give you the wedding of the century. We’ll invite the family…” I listened in silence. It was the same story in the last five years. I was moved to tears when he said it the first time. Now, my chest felt like an empty void. Not even an echo bounced back.

"The recording. I'm sorry. I had someone make it. I don't know how it leaked. And that night… I didn't touch you." My eyes burned. "Then apologize to me, Nico. Just say you're sorry." He was in agony. He memorized my face with greedy eyes, saying goodbye. "I'm sorry." I patted his shoulder gently. In the end, I couldn't say "It's okay." "Nico, I wish you happiness." The snow fell harder. I turned and walked with all my strength, swaying in the wind. Behind me, the storm roared. I couldn't tell if it was the wind or his crying.

At that thought, I sighed and said sadly, "I'm okay with it, but Natalie loves her father very much. I fear that she wouldn't be able to take it. It wouldn't be good if she were to let Lynda find out and cause her emotional stress." My eyes clearly conveyed my intentions, and as expected, a reluctant look crossed Samantha's face. Despite this, she still gave me an extra six thousand dollars. She said somewhat irritably, "I only have this much on me." I smiled and replied, "Thank you, Sam." As I watched Samantha make her way to the diner, my expression immediately changed. I balled up my fists at the thought of my lovely and obedient daughter. Natalie was the most thoughtful child in the worl

"Good afternoon, everyone. Thank you for attending the launch of Cosima AI." Applause swept through the venue as Serafina stood on stage and spoke with calm confidence, drawing steady gasps from the audience below. "This emotional AI system, named by my mother, represents the purest and most flawless love in the world. It will be integrated into our latest companion-style simulation robots. The first batch starts at 8 million dollars, and is limited to 100 units. The bidding begins now."

I've already ordered an Uber. There was a thick, stifled silence. Sophia was the first to break it. "Alright then take care of yourself." Damien gestured briefly. "Safe journey." Sam's gaze ranged over them once more. "Goodbye, Sophia. Goodbye, Damien." And then his gaze shifted to me. His face remained impassive, unmoving, but there was something different in his farewell as he looked at me. "Goodbye, Serena." I gulped, having no more than a gentle, "Goodbye."

There are no jerks here. It all felt painfully dull, so I deleted both of them and then changed my phone number. With my admission letter from Capitol City Aerospace University in hand, I packed my luggage and headed to the train station. In the waiting hall, I ran into Joanna and also Dean, who was helping her with her bags. Joanna spotted me first. She avoided Dean, who was busy looking for seats, and walked over, waving at me with a smug smile. “Thanks for lining up half a day to get that ‘blessed’ lucky bracelet,” she said. “It helped me win the piano competition.”

"I won't let you waste your life on me." He reached out, cradling my face, his touch warm, unbearable. "You're what I need, Leah. Don't you see?" I shut my eyes, letting myself feel it - just for a second - before stepping back. "I'm sorry." His hands fell, empty. "So this is goodbye?" I nodded, the weight settling in. "Yeah. It's better this way." He looked away, defeated. "I don't know if I can take that."

"I just posted her video online and told her to hurry and deal with the PR." I was a bit surprised. "You're a menace." "Well, Mr. Smith said it himself—once a woman like that sees you making a comeback, she'll definitely come crawling back. I might as well settle it once and for all. She'll get socially destroyed, and she'll never dare come near you again," Lauren said. I took a deep breath and sighed. At that moment, Lauren looked at me. "Do you know what Pamela said about you? She said that if you weren't rich, she never would've been with you in the first place. Doesn't that make you one of those rich fools?"

Everett scooped up a hammer from the floor, glaring daggers at the guy with specs. "Utter one more peep, and believe me, I'll crack your skull open." The cabin went dead quiet, except for the guy's bitter, ragged breathing. Annie peeked out from behind Everett, grinning like the cat that got the cream, and gave her haul of designer goodies an extra little flaunt. She snuggled up to Everett and, as she breezed by me, murmured, "Thanks a bunch for hanging tight, Daniela."