U Say Nothing At All Novels & Stories

One after another, why did everyone have to speak in ways that left others so confused? “If you have something to say, just say it. There’s no need to apologize to me. We’re equals.”

Oh, truth for granted Everything we had is If I find someone who's just like you Oh, we got to live in world of our own I'll tell you things that no one else knows I'll let you in when no one else goes What I'm I do without you? All of the things I've been looking for Has always been here inside of my thoughts All of the time I'm looking for someone new What I'm I do without you. She was smiling, laughing and showing her two newly grown teeth, as she clapped happily on the floor where she was sitted. Her small hair was in two tiny buns and she looked really cute in her baby pink pullover and white jeggins.

“Say it, Zade. Say you’re nothing.” My breath catches, my pride and shame twisting together. The truth she’s dragging out of me, laying bare for both of us to see, forces a rough exhale from my lips. “I’m… I’m nothing,” I murmur, the words leaving a bitter, satisfying taste in my mouth. Cleo’s smile widens, her grip on me tightening. “Good. And do you know why you’re nothing?” She waits, her eyes never wavering, and I hesitate, feeling the heat in my face as she presses me further.

A storm of emotions churned behind his eyes, but the only words that made it out were, "It's been a while." I smiled. "It really has."

Harvey glowered at me while snarling through gritted teeth. Of course, I knew what he meant by "You'll regret it!". He likely had an escape plan for his fake company at that moment. However, I only scoffed while staring Harvey down. I showed no fear as I said, "Regret? Harvey, that word has never existed in my dictionary!" "Okay, then! Wait right here. I'll make you regret it in five minutes!" Harvey took out his phone and was about to dial a number before everyone's shock gazes.

Leo froze as soon as the words left my mouth. He was stunned to his core. After all these years, that must’ve been the fiercest comeback I’d ever dared to throw at him. He clenched his jaw and nodded in anger, glaring at me as if I’d offended his very being. “If you won’t buy me breakfast, how am I supposed to focus on studying and get into university? “I’ve been starving all morning—how am I supposed to concentrate on anything?” It was almost funny—he remembered what I’d said once.

The specific quality of a silence that followed something that landed. I stood in the bedroom doorway in the dark with my hand on the door frame and I did not breathe. Kayden said nothing. I could hear that too — the nothing of it, the particular silence of Kayden Hale choosing not to speak, which almost never happened. And then Yulian's voice again. Quiet. Steady. With every single word placed exactly where he meant it. "I've known for years."

Zachary joked with them too, showing off the fact that Beatrice—who never drank—had even shared half a bottle of red wine with him just to celebrate his project's success. The comment section grew more heated, filled with speculation. Yet, Beatrice didn't explain. She simply replied, "It was only right." Some people, who were clearly out of the loop, even asked when they'd be getting married. Beatrice responded with nothing but three dots, while Zachary followed up with a cheeky emoji. This time, I didn't get angry over their complicated relationship or call Beatrice, only to be scolded as I had before. Instead, I sent her a message to let her know the proposal was finished, left the documen

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The noise in the bar’s private booth was muffled, like it was coming through thick frosted glass. Clive slouched in the corner of the couch, a cigarette burning halfway down between his fingers. The ash piled long, but he didn't even notice. Around him, friends were drinking and shouting over games, laughing loudly. Danielle's sweet, sugary voice floated nearby as she shared her latest luxury shopping haul, her giggles popping up now and then. But none of it registered with Clive.