We're Not Meant To Be Novels & Stories

Becoming. And this time, we don’t hold back. We burn.

No more almost. Just… us.

‍ Co‍uldn‍'t stop fulfilling the purpose I was created for. I was n‌e‌ver​ meant to⁠ be anything‍ but this.‍ ‌And that truth was the crueles​t one yet.

Nothing accidental. It was strangely intimidating. “You adapt quickly,” he said. The compliment should have pleased me. Instead, it made me uncomfortable. Maybe because I still didn’t understand him. Or maybe because Elias’s note refused to leave my head. You are not the first wife… You will not be the last… But you still have time to become the first who leaves alive… The words resurfaced so suddenly that a chill slipped down my spine. The note hadn’t said leave. It had said leave alive, and the distinction continued to bother me in ways I couldn’t fully explain.

But those are tomorrow’s battles. Today belongs to us. And as the pack house hums with laughter behind us, as the two men bound to my soul sit beside me, and as the children drift into dreams safe beneath our protection, I know the truth deep in my bones. We were never meant to be perfect. We were meant to survive. And we did.

"I didn't mean to-" "It's alright." She says. "When the beans is ready, you'll spill." I smile lightly remembering the phrase from our childhood. It takes awhile for me to get myself and the apartment holds a silence that can be compared to that of a graveyard, it's stifling and like my relationship failure, it's also my fault.

He is the one, will be so always. We were meant to be married. ~Fin~ **A/N** Thank you, everyone, for taking the time and reading till the end. You can check out my other stories as well on this platform :) You can also follow me on Instagram @jobless._.dreamer Happy reading Asmayi

"Clara, I'm hungry. Where's my chicken soup? Oh, right. Jason said he's too disappointed in you and doesn't want to talk to you anymore. He told me to speak to you directly if I need anything." I clenched my fists and forced the words out through my teeth. "I'm never going back." She let out two soft laughs, full of disdain. "Where else can you go if you don't come back here? Everyone says you'll cling to Jason's family for the rest of your life, even if you have to become the family pet. Otherwise, you'll starve to death."

Not a gift. Simply what we were now. Together.

No rules. Just us.