Until I Disappeared 소설 & 이야기

They were killed during a mission. A crazy criminal had detonated bombs across the entire floor. That was how they died. The police did not want me to break down, so they sent me to therapy. Later, they found my grandma and sent me to live with her. Jade opened her mouth like she wanted to say something, but nothing came out. I could tell she finally remembered. “I’m sorry. “I forgot. “But it’s okay, I planned something else too—” “Forget it,” I cut her off and stood up to leave.

*The message* Dr. Emma Taylor's eyes widened as she stared at the cryptic message on her phone: "They're watching me. I have to escape." The words sent a chill down her spine. It was from her sister, Sarah, who had been missing for weeks. Emma's mind racing, she replayed the events leading up to Sarah's disappearance. They had been arguing about their estranged father, and Sarah had been acting strangely in the days before she vanished. Emma had dismissed it as paranoia, but now she wondered if something more sinister was at play.

Then back to me. A slow smile creeps into his voice. “They’re coming,” he says, almost amused. Panic floods me again. He stands, stepping back. “No,” I try to say, but it comes out as a broken whisper. I don’t know why I’m saying it. Why I don’t want him to disappear like this. But before I can even understand it He moves. Fast. Too fast. By the time the door bursts open He’s gone. Like he was never there.

My hand locks around his collar. “What exactly am I paying you for?” My voice comes out low. Dangerously low. His face pales. “To get results,” I snap. “Not excuses.” My grip tightens. “So tell me. Why do you keep showing up here empty-handed?” “I-I promise I'm trying.” He struggles to speak. “The footage from that night disappeared completely. Every backup is gone. Even the bartender can't be found anywhere.” My jaw clenches. Hard. The footage disappeared. The bartender vanished.

After my wife, Talia Rosenthal, becomes pregnant with her mentor's son, Lucas Hawthorne's, child, she asks me for a divorce. "We can get married after the baby's born. It's just for show, so don't read too much into it." To make matters worse, our daughter, Joyce Rosenthal, takes her side. "We need to repay those who help us. Besides, that's my mom's child too. Stop making things difficult for Mom, Dad." Instead of causing a scene like everyone expects, I nod quietly, swiftly finalize the divorce, and marry Sonya Silverstein, the woman who once saved my life. In my previous life, because I adamantly refuse to get a divorce, Talia and Joyce abandon me and leave for a distant land. I beco

"Hello, we've detected unusually high spending on your account. Some transactions are currently in a pre-authorized state and have not yet officially settled. May I confirm if these were made by you?" My tone was apathetic. "No. Freeze all accounts under my name immediately." … Early the next morning, the Crosses slipped away without so much as a goodbye, avoiding me as if they were dodging trouble. Even though I had been unwell and suffering from dizziness the night before, not a single wolf bothered to check on me. I slept fitfully the entire day, and when I finally woke up, my whole body still felt incredibly weak. My phone kept buzzing with notifications as Rita kept posting updates on I

Maya was next to me, whispering my name, but I couldn’t even hear her. I wiped my eyes, they stung, and I passed the parked cars. A black SUV was waiting with the engine running. As I walked past, the tinted window was lowered a bit, revealing only the faint outline of a man inside. I didn't look up. I couldn't. And just like that, I vanished, determined never to come back.

To, to disappear. *I took the money. I was broke. In debt. Terrified. I took the money and I disappeared. Moved across the country. Changed my name. Started over. And I've spent twenty years hating myself for taking that money. For letting him buy my silence. For, for being the reason he was free to hurt you. To hurt Amanda. To hurt Christina. To hurt, to hurt all of you.*

Smiling. “Don’t worry.” “When we leave here, we’ll be free.” Amara suddenly stepped back. “Oh my God.” Elliot looked at her. “That means…” Nathan slowly straightened himself. “No.” His face looked serious now. Really serious. “No, that’s impossible.” He said. Adrian rolled his eyes. “What is impossible?” He asked. Nathan looked toward the screen. Then toward Amara. “He disappeared.” He said. Silence followed. Nathan swallowed.

In just a few short minutes, it felt like I had fallen straight into an endless abyss. I hurriedly tried to explain to Valerie. "The person in those photos isn't me. I did work at a bar before, but it's not what you think. I only went there to earn money for my grandmother's medical bills. "I've never been with any other woman. You're the only one." Not long after starting work at the bar, I realized the environment there was far too complicated, so I quit and started delivering takeout instead. That night, I had been delivering an order to the hotel and accidentally entered the wrong room after misreading the number. That was how I ended up in Valerie's room.