Way Back Movie Novels & Stories

Welcome back. Maya stops breathing for exactly one second. Then she inhales through her nose, slow and quiet, because Dex is still in the next room and she refuses to give him front-row seats to her neurological circus. “Welcome back,” she repeats. Yes. The word sits there. Small. Heavy. Back means previous. Back means known. Back means someone or something has a record of the place she came from, the blood on the floor, the dead hands clawing at her legs, the final betrayal dressed up as survival.

I was leaving Dominic. Seeing me ignore her, Lucy grew furious. Her voice rose in anger. "Just you wait, Valerie! Kat's coming back soon. When that happens, Nick will throw you out for good!" … When I stepped out of the hospital, Dominic was already waiting at the entrance, ready to drive me home. "Kat and Jenny are coming back tomorrow. Why don’t we pick out a small gift to welcome them back?" he asked casually when we passed the department store. It was as if the thought had just crossed his mind.

The puncture site on my arm had been carefully bandaged with cotton. Sebastian was nowhere to be seen. Everyone around me was busy rushing back and forth, and no one noticed that I had woken up. I tilted my head and caught a glimpse of the clock on the wall. Only one hour left before I would be pulled back into the past life. On the small TV hanging in the corner, they were replaying footage of last night's once-in-a-century meteor shower. The meteors were breathtaking, but once again, I had missed it.

I'll make sure he inherits LQ Corp. I looked at her pretty face and couldn't help smiling. Even now, she still wouldn't admit she was wrong. What she didn't know? This was just the start. After that, everything moved fast. Almost too smooth. Someone filed a real-name report behind the scenes. Not just the tax scandal. They dug up the old infringement case too—the one from five years ago. The one I took the fall for. This time, Selene was done. LQ Corp crashed straight to the bottom.

It was the first time I had ever been this angry. Isabel went silent, clearly shocked by my outburst. She looked at me and said, "Fine, I admit I wasn't thinking and messed up this time. Now add Miles back to the group chat and apologize to him. We'll celebrate your parents' 50th anniversary together another day, okay?" I crossed my arms. "Isabel, have you seen anyone who has a redo for a 50th wedding anniversary?"

My dad had been a fan of what I’ve grown into, and he granted me a long vacation after an important smuggling cover job. Italy’s sunny days turned into an overcast drizzle in New York after many hours of the flight. As I landed, Alice and a bunch of my old American friends decided that they were throwing a party for my return. Champagne, cocktails, American junk food, a penthouse at my favorite mansion, they said, “Girl, you’re going to be spoiled so bad you never want to go back to Italy again.” That’s a good time, alright. We were laughing, drinking, dancing, talking to strangers, flirting with admirers and enjoying ourselves. Until Cicio Russo showed up.

After three long years of being shoved to the margins in Aronespire, stepping back into a home where I was cherished was overwhelming. Hot tears spilled uncontrollably down my face.

My breathing grew weaker, my vision blurred, and even my body felt lighter. I couldn't push through it anymore. Perhaps a quick nap would help, I thought. Just a quick nap… … Downstairs, the clock finally pointed to 12. Audrey held the microphone. "Everyone, I'm so happy to have you all here to celebrate the return of my daughter, Ella! Now, let's all welcome her with a round of applause!" Applause broke out across the hall. Everyone turned toward the spiral staircase, but no one appeared even after a long wait. They began exchanging awkward glances, and the atmosphere slowly turned uncomfortable.

He settled underneath the covers and tugged me towards him. I turned on the TV and scrolled through the movies till I settled on Work It, the dance movie featuring Liza Koshy and Sabrina Carpenter. I turned to Ayo and he nodded. I pressed play and turned off my lights from the switch beside me. I laid under the covers and Ayo immediately pulled me towards him and tangled our legs together. I sighed softly and watched the movie trying not to fall asleep with how completely relaxed I felt in Ayo's arms. ---------->>>>>>>

She once called it 'a phone', an upgrade from the archaic life we lived. Archaic? That was the basis of every werewolf. Doing things the traditional way. Her eyes met mine. She gave me an apologetic look with the phone still pressed against her ear. "Can I get back to you in a few hours? I need to go now." A few more words were muttered in a foreign language I couldn't grasp. I shrugged, deciding to wait for her. Today was one of the days when I craved my solitary silence, however, fate had it's cruel way of pulling a pick two card at the exact time you intend to take a break.