Until I Disappeared 소설 & 이야기

“If that’s what I am to him… ” I whispered, voice hollow, “then maybe I should just disappear. ” The words slipped out before I could stop them. Silence followed. Thick. Heavy. Final. I blinked slowly. Disappear. The idea didn’t even scare me anymore. It felt… peaceful. Strangely peaceful. Like an escape I had been avoiding for too long. My chest tightened again. But this time, it wasn’t just emotion. It was physical. A sharp pain shot through my abdomen.

"Ada, stop pretending. You're jealous I brought Sheila home last night. This is your revenge. There's no way Sheila did this. You set her up." "Don't forget. Your mother is in a Veil hospital. Every day she's on monitored medication. Behave, and she lives." My chest tightened until I thought my ribs would crack. Fury, fear, humiliation, grief — all of it crashed through me at once. None of it mattered next to my mother. I balled my fists and walked up onto the stage. I took the microphone. In the voice of someone already dead, I recited what he had told me to.

I had believed I could make him love me one day. Now I knew. What fate had given me wasn't favor. It was a swamp — the kind that pulls you in deeper the longer you stand still. And I had stood still so long I had nearly forgotten what it felt like to be chosen. To actually be loved. It was time to walk out of all of it. I was going to walk out of a life I had never been loved in. I was going to disappear from James's world. Completely.

Jensen Shaw said, "My only wish is for you to disappear from my life forever." After five loveless years of marriage, Lauren Sullivan became the person her husband hated most. Then she really did disappear. Everyone said Lauren brought it on herself. When she died, no one even came to claim her body. But as one buried truth after another came to light, Jensen discovered... At the best time of her life, she once loved him with a pure, open heart. And when aftershocks shook the ruins around them, she risked her life to save him.

For eight years, Damian Caruso kept me as his secret wife. I handled his family's lawsuits, protected his empire, and raised the son he refused to acknowledge in public. Ethan wasn't even allowed to call him Dad when anyone else was around. I told myself Damian had his reasons. Until our son's seventh birthday. Damian promised he would come home. Ethan waited beside an untouched birthday cake until nearly midnight. Damian never showed. Because Sofia Bellini—the childhood friend everyone already treated as Damian's real woman—had the same birthday. And Damian had chosen hers. That night, I stopped waiting. I signed the divorce papers. The next morning, Damian was in such a hurry to rescue Sof

“That was the story.” My father had disappeared when I was a child. My mother had told me he died. My grandfather had confirmed it. Everyone had. But he was standing in front of me. Alive. I looked at Aniya. She was holding Lily tightly. Her face was filled with shock. My mother was crying. My grandfather was bleeding. Nothing made sense anymore. “Why?” I asked. Adrian looked at me. “Because I had to disappear.” “You abandoned me.” His face tightened. “I was trying to keep you alive.”

Eight years with Marcello Cartel. I took three bullets for him, suffered two miscarriages, and finally, our wedding day was here. But the day before, Marcello said we had to postpone. "Gia’s pregnant." "The kid isn't mine. But we grew up together, and she’s like a sister to me." "I need to marry her first. Otherwise, people will talk, and she’s too fragile to handle the whispers." "We’re pushing our wedding back three years. Don't contact me until then." "You'll explain it to the Commission. Tell them you weren't ready to be the Don's wife." I sent back one word: "Okay." Then I booked a one-way ticket to Paris for three days later. I'm not showing up to his wedding tomorrow. And I'm sure as

THE FIRST LOSS The frozen man smiled at Hazel. Then his mouth opened. Black smoke escaped. Hazel stepped backward. The man collapsed. The darkness behind the wall disappeared. The wall became solid again. Miyan stared at it. "What the hell was that?" Claire shook her head. "I don't know." Jae looked toward the officers. "Find every person who disappeared." "We can't." "Why?" "Because their records are disappearing too." Jae's expression changed. "What?"

"You always said you wanted to stay by Sylvia's side and protect her, didn't you? Starting today, you and your dad can stay with her. Protect her, just like you wished." With that, I no longer cared whether he understood me or not. I didn't look back at his puzzled expression. I picked up my suitcase, walked out of the villa without turning my head, and made my way to the airport. Just before boarding my flight to a foreign country—one where no one knew my name—I dropped my phone into the airport trash bin, along with every memory I had of Aaron and Lucas. And as the plane lifted into the sky, I was free.

"Bella… please, come back…" The truth behind our parents' deaths had come to light. Audrey had paid her price. And slowly, I began to fade. In a haze, I thought I saw our parents waving to me. 'Bobby… it's time for me to go.' … Bobby's POV When I learned Bella had gone overseas to provide aid, it felt like half my soul had vanished. That moment, I understood true panic. The last time I had such a terrible feeling… was the night our parents died.