Too Good To Leave Too Bad To Stay Novels & Stories

My aching heart was soothed by the falsity of it all. How had it all gone so terribly wrong? My recent behavior had been deplorable, so I couldn’t really blame her for leaving me. The realization I’d fucked up so bad that it gave her no other choice but to leave for her own peace of mind, was like poison. Acid burning me from within. Too late to take it back. Then there was Natalie . . .

“Too bad.” I whip around, eyes narrowing. “Oh, too bad? Are you kidding me?” He exhales sharply. “You left.” I laugh, but it’s sharp, bitter. “You told me to leave.” I respond defensively “I didn’t mean it. I thought we'd established that. I thought we were good.” I throw my hands up. “How the hell was I supposed to know that, Levi? You say things like that, like it’s nothing, like it doesn’t—” I cut myself off, my chest rising and falling too fast.

Standing in the doorway, this thirty-year-old man wept like a kid. “Sophia.” Liam trembled, “How could you bear to leave me alone? Why are you giving up at this moment? I sneered, “Liam, stop lying to yourself! Don’t you realize you and Lyra have crossed the boundary? Can’t you see how she has been manipulating you? You just don’t want to let her go! You are the one who left me firstly.” I slammed the door, shutting out the world. A moment later, a thud echoed from the hallway, like a fist slamming into a wall.

Who would've thought that the poor man was actually a trust fund baby! Carl's drunken rant made Chester's heart ache deeply. Now that he thought back on all the things he used to resent me for, he realized that I had no choice but to do what I did. In the end, he hung up without saying a word. "Impossible. She can't possibly leave me," he muttered brokenly. "She loved me so much for the past 10 years and has constantly been by my side. How could she suddenly leave? She definitely won't divorce me!"

“It’s… complicated.” Kyle arched a brow, curious. “Complicated like you’re in love with a spy? Or complicated like someone isn’t treating you right?” She gave a small, dry laugh. “Abusive relationship. I had to leave. It was toxic, and I’ve been single ever since.” His face sobered. “Good for you, for leaving. Not everyone has the strength to walk away.” “Yeah, well, sometimes staying would’ve killed me,” she said, trying to pass it off lightly, but the heaviness in her voice was impossible to miss.

Kyle looked at her deeply, "I won’t harm you. After all, our relationship was mostly good, wasn’t it?" He meant that, in the eight years, only the last year was wasted. Candice smiled, "The good and bad are all in the past now." The good was more than the bad... Heh, if she started to dwell on that, she’d be falling into his trap and retreating further into a deeper quagmire, creating a prison of her own. One should never stand still, nor should they retreat, trying to use past beauty to heal a broken life.

She said, pulling me from the corner and made me meet all the guests. When everyone left in the evening, Mom started saying she misses me so much and all. I sighed and said “We are leaving, Mom.” “I know! But I really miss you.” Mom said smiling. “Ajay! Why don’t you stay here for today? They will feel really good.” Jiya said. “What?” I asked her. “Yeah!” She replied and informed the news to my parents, and then she started leaving. However, I pulled her hand and walked inside my room. Pushing her on the bed I walked downstairs and said “We will stay here this weekend Mom.”

"Then transfer her to the northwestern regional office. She can keep all her privileges and benefits." He objected instantly, "No! That's one of the poorest regions in the country! Lucy won't be able to live there. She's already had such a hard life growing up. Why do you want to send her back into that kind of life again?!" I let out a short laugh at the panic on his face and gestured toward the door. "We are never getting back together, Lance. Not like this. Not ever. You should give up," I said plainly. His expression darkened. "Fine! Let's hope you don't regret this!"

"The boats, The water,The light, you standing here beside me." Then she paused. "I want to remember it when things get difficult." Adrian looked toward the water. "It's going to get difficult." "I know." "Probably more difficult than it has been." "I know that too." She turned toward him. "That's why I want something good to remember." Something inside him softened. She didn't pretend difficult things wouldn't happen. She simply refused to let them take everything good with them. Adrian reached for her hand. She took his hand without hesitation.

My jaw ached, like I was about to grind my back teeth to dust. "Since you can't forget Theo, there's no point in me clinging on anymore. Let's both let go. Divorce is the best choice." I couldn't understand why Bianca couldn't forget Theo, yet also refused to let me go. Did she really want to make me a cuck for life, never to hold my head high again? There were so many things I had turned a blind eye to in the past. Now, I didn't want to endure it anymore. The world didn't revolve around Bianca alone. If I loved the wrong person, so be it. I could start over.