Too Late Colleen Hoover Audiobook Novels & Stories

After several moments Colleen stood up, kissed me on the top of my head and said, "Girls, would you mind going into the house for a little bit? I need to talk to Uncle Bobby." A quick squeeze from the girls then they hopped, skipped and jumped into the house as Colleen replaced Meghan on the glider next to me. She hooked her arm through mine and pulled me closer until we were leaning against each other. She took the papers out of my hands, looked them over then set them aside. We sat quietly before she spoke.

1 “Please be positive. Hailey and the baby will be fine. But what really happened?” Cole heaved a deep sigh, running a hand over his face. “Today was meant to be a good day. We had a doctor’s appointment for 2. I was to pick her up at 1, then head over to the hospital, we would go home, pick the kids, then drive to your place for dinner.” “I was on my way to pick up Hailey when she called. It was a group call with me and Debbie. We heard loud conversations and detected that the second voice was Connie’s. I called the cops and fortunately, we got to ENROL

As she neared her, Colleen used her eyes to search for an escape. Lucky for her, a door leading to heaven knows where was just a few steps away from where she had been transfixed for over five seconds. In the speed of light, she hurried through the door, making sure to leave it slightly ajar, enough for her to peep at Selena as she walked past the door, into the main hall. The very hall where she and Liz would be in just a few minutes from now. Things were already beginning to fall apart barely thirty minutes after their arrival. How could they possibly make it through three whole weeks?

Two bold words were printed across the top: Death Certificate. And beneath it was Evan's ID photo. "God…" Roxanne and Anya both sucked in a sharp breath. At that moment, something lodged in their chests. They felt like something was suffocating the life out of them. It made it hard for them to breathe. Roxanne didn't try to stop her. She didn't agree either. She only asked quietly, "Hazel… have you really thought this through? Once you do this… there's no turning back."

Then, a commotion broke out outside the ICU. "Ms. Bennett! Ms. Bennett!" It was her assistant. "We found out what really happened seven years ago. All the evidence is here." The assistant handed her a tablet. Sherry took it and began scrolling. With every passing second, the color drained from her face. "No…" Her fingers tightened around the tablet. "That's impossible."

Lucas jerked his head up, his face instantly turning deathly pale. He grabbed my hand again. "It wasn't me... I didn't make you..." "Mr. Hart." A cold male voice came from the doorway. Holden's suit was damp with rain, and his tie clip gleamed sharply under the light. "What are you doing to my wife?" A vein throbbed at Lucas's temple as he stared hard at the man standing in front of me. "So you're Holden Shaw?

Claire's POV: The rest of the afternoon passed in a blur of vectors and color palettes. After Sloane left, I dove deep into the design, letting the logic of it quiet my mind. Just before five, I sent the files to Carter Thorne and headed out to get Leo. The preschool pickup was its usual happy chaos. When my phone rang, I answered without looking, my eyes scanning the playground. "Hello?" I spotted him. Leo's face lit up like a sunrise, and he barreled toward me. I caught his hand, the phone wedged between my shoulder and ear, all my focus on steering us clear of the stroller traffic.

Author’s pov Colleen's legs gave out. She dropped to the floor, a raw, broken sound tearing from her throat as she started to cry. Lee Ann, startled and confused, rushed to her side. One moment they were watching the news, and the next, Colleen was on her knees, her eyes locked on the images of her son flashing across the screen. She had actually stepped closer to the television, as if she could not believe what her own eyes were showing her.

Always. The wind died down. And just like that, the voice faded away. The End.

Torque asked. “Because of my weapons expertise. I used to be in charge of security and fortifying perimeter systems,” Colleen answered. Her voice shook as she spoke, but as long as she kept telling the truth, she’d be okay. “When was the last time you spoke with Shiro?” Hatchett asked. “The last time I spoke directly to him was when Tippy failed at her attempt to take Cillian out,” Colleen said.