Too Good To Leave Too Bad To Stay Novels & Stories

I won't let the good thing that has happened to me leave again. "No Pre, I won't leave you. I made a mistake by leaving that day and I’ll do everything I can to make it up to you. I'm not going to make the same mistake twice. What and how I feel for you makes me crazy and I'm going to show it to you whether you allow it or not. You just have a way of bringing out the good in me and I love it. All I ask is for a chance." My voice communicated all my emotions. I wasn’t backing down now. `

“ why don’t you just leave “ I asked turning away from the side of the bed that I was looking at . “ you know what , I think that I would leave now , but you know what , I think that I am happy for you even though I know that it hurts me this much , this isn’t what I had planned , this isn’t what I wanted with my life , I know how much I love you and it hurts to know that I won’t be having you , but that’s not the case here , I am good and I am totally fine with whatever it is that you want . Shuan words made me feel really uncomfortable , the fact that he was trying to Blackmail trying to make me feel guilty when he was the one who had been the one who wanted to ruin my life .

Dominic threw the cigarette in his hand and his black leather shoes were extinguished, he then left. Love is a fire that burns unseen, a wound that aches yet isn’t felt, an always discontent contentment, a pain that rages without hurting Don’t leave now that you’re here— Stay. So the world may become like itself again: so the sky may by the sky, the road a road,and the glass of wine not a mirror, just a glass of wine .., ..... .... HELLO DEAR READERS.. HOW ARE YOU ALL ..❤️❤️❤️..

Even breathing seemed impossible. My heart stopped. Vanessa looked stunned. Lucas exhaled heavily. Frustrated. Tired. Finished. "Look at what you've become." Every word cut deeper than the last. "You're emotional all the time." Another wound. "You refuse to help yourself." Another. "You've pushed everyone away." Another. "And now you're standing here creating a scene in front of hundreds of people." The tears finally escaped. One after another. I couldn't stop them. Because the worst part wasn't his cruelty.

“You want to throw it away because of one misunderstanding.” “It’s not a misunderstanding,” I snapped. “Are you refusing to help me?” He hesitated. “I’m saying you should think this through.” I let out a short laugh. “You work for him, don’t you?” “That’s not relevant.” “It is to me. Goodbye, Callum.” I cut the call. I was alone. Completely alone. But instead of fear, I felt a deep determination. “I’m done being used,” I said firmly. I stayed at the restaurant that night, sleeping on the small couch in my back office. It was uncomfortable, but it was safe.

I stood up and gave her one last look. The face I once dreamed about suddenly looked so strange and ugly. "Shirley, "This is the last thing I'm doing for you. "After this, we're even. We don't owe each other anything anymore," I said and walked away. She froze, then started screaming like crazy, "Max! You selfish idiot! You can't go! "You're heartless! You're so ungrateful! I was blind to marry you!" I did not turn back. I stepped out of the detention center.

"It's all our fault. But Fifi, that's still your home—" "No, it isn't. That's yours and Simone's," I cut him off. "I've never felt like I belonged there. I'm happy with my life now. We just weren't meant to be family in this lifetime. Let's leave it at that. Please don't come looking for me again." I turned and walked away without another glance. I didn't care if they regretted not treating me better as they watched me leave. It was too late for regret anyway. I was no longer that girl who foolishly waited for their love.

Instead, he picked up a string of bad habits: drinking, clubbing, and street racing. The night before last, Gerald was in a bad mood and went racing on the mountainous roads again. His brakes failed, and the crash was serious. The doctors said he might even lose a leg. "Gerald refuses to go abroad for treatment. He says it's his punishment." Elena sobbed. "Nyssa, can you come and talk to him?" she asked. I stayed silent for a long while. Behind me, Scott's arm circled me once more, his voice low and tender as he said, "My dear."

His mother wiped her tears and said, "It's over, Ethan. That project Stella joined—it'll last ten, maybe twenty years. She's gone. The two of you were never meant to last. "Heartbreak happens. It's part of life. You need to move on. Find someone new, someone you truly love." "No. I am not letting her go!" shouted Ethan.

I had been steadfast in love, and I was equally unwavering in leaving. He knew me well, and his voice shook as he spoke, "I'm sorry, I just needed to see you one more time. I miss you so much it's driving me mad. Please, just give me one chance. I'd sacrifice anything if you'd come back." I stared at him, an icy laugh escaping me. "All I ask is that you leave me be. Your very presence brings back the sting of your betrayal, and I can't stand the sight of you."