Unhappy Without You Novels & Stories

I'm numb ****

“You’re not angry at them. You’re just angry that everyone seems happy… everyone except you.” Fuck. She’s right. This melancholy feeling has its claws deep in me and it won’t let go. It’s like while everyone else’s world is filled with rainbow colors, mine has been drained into dull greys and blacks. It’s depressing as hell and I hate that everyone else gets to be happy. “You’re right,” I admit quietly. To catch you up, Adrian hasn’t reached out. Not once. Not even a single text to give me something to hold onto. He’s gone completely silent and I’m too damn stubborn to reach out first.

So that's one positive. "He wasn't our mate. Why do you even want to talk to someone who isn't our mate? The Moon Goddess should have given me a better human because you don't know what it means to be a werewolf. You're obviously defective. I wonder if I can send you in to be repaired." I groan as I continue walking. It's the same argument we have every day. I'm a twenty-five-year-old virgin, thanks to Mia. "You may be right, but I'm not going to sit around and wait for this so-called mate. I want to be happy, and if I find a man that makes me happy, so be it." I mindlink her, making her growl in my head.

Then say: "Honestly, after I saw you pursue Anne Jenner, not only unsuccessfully, but also being fed with onions, the road is the master of the Xu family, tsk tsk, you just need to With one hand, there are already countless options, why do you always have to be hot with a cold butt?" "Forget it, break up."

AVA It had been three weeks. Three long, dragging weeks since Luke left. Ava had tried everything, texts, calls and emails. All bounced back. The number she had for him no longer existed. She had gone to his apartment twice, but it was clear he was never coming back. He was gone. Ava barely functioned. Work became a prison. Her body went to meetings, but her mind drifted. Sleep abandoned her. Her appetite? Nonexistent. Her heart pounded every time she heard the elevator ding, every time her phone buzzed hoping, praying it was him. It never was.

All those moments I'd held dear for seven years. I've learned that when heartbreak reaches its peak, the pain in your chest goes numb. All that's left is a hollow, bone-deep emptiness. I turned calmly and walked away with my suitcase. My phone buzzed. It was a message from the wedding planner. [Mr. Duggan, Miss Clayman just confirmed the removal of the photo wall. Also, the vows have been revised with Dylan's input. Are you still certain you want to cancel the wedding?] I stared at the screen, then smiled faintly. I typed back: [Yes.]

If only there were a pill for regret, he would have taken an overdose, so as to right his wrongs, so he could have the happy family he dreamed of with Lily. His spite for Miriam grew with each second. If she had never returned to the country, maybe he would still be married to Lily by now. His business wouldn’t have ended up in a state where they needed the crumb-like favours from a company like Fawn Corporation, which he previously looked down on. He huffed, straightening his upper body and then retrieved the still-vibrating phone. He answered the call, and then came the shrill voice of his wife. “How dare you ignore my calls, Roberto? Why haven’t you sent the money? Do you really want me t

Not even close. The truth is, I’m miserable. I’m so damn unhappy that it feels like a weight pressing down on me, suffocating me. Letting go of her is harder than I thought it would be. I’ve grown so accustomed to her presence in the house—her laughter, her quiet moments, the way she fills the space with her energy. Without her, everything feels hollow. Empty.

That he is unhappy despite having everything. Mishelley burst into tears unexpectedly. "This story is depressing; it's sad. I can't listen anymore." "Get a hold of yourself, Mishe. You're exaggerating. So what if he's unhappy?" Gabriel is starting to get upset. "Yes, he's the prince or the heir to the throne, but he has no right to treat Gemma like a pig."

The evening dawns on me, As for life, it laughs at me, I try not to see but am hopeless. "But I am alright, Since the pain is from you," I would hold it in my heart, As the last thing you left behind." "Your thoughts keep coming back to my head, I try to stop them but it's useless, You still live in my head, like a beautiful dream, Yet, to disappear from my world." "I wish you could see, what you mean to me, I wish you could see the world through my eyes. I wish you knew how painful it is to live without you,