When He Disappears Let Him Go Novels & Stories

The night before my flight home, my online dating partner texted me: [Tomorrow is our first anniversary. Shall we meet in person?] The moment that message appeared, the group chat filled with rich heiresses of the city that I had secretly snuck in exploded. [Congratulations, Wren! You’re at the last stage of your plan for revenge!!] Before I realized what was going on, a photo of me in my orientation days appeared in the chat. I was 340 pounds in the photo, my facial features were all squashed together, and my entire body was swollen beyond belief. “Whoa, Wren actually dated this piggy for one whole year all to seek revenge for Sean. Wren really loves Sean so much!” The group chat start

Tears sprang to my eyes, uninvited, and I hated them. Hated the weakness. "Please stop." I muttered, "Just let me go." His eyes searched mine, staring deep into my soul. He was good at hiding his emotions. He let me go without another word. I stumbled back, catching myself against the wall. My arm throbbed where his fingers had gripped me. He watched me for another long, silent second, then turned away. “You’re not going to survive this,” he said without looking back. “Not with us.” Then he was gone. Just like that.

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

I kept imagining strangers watching that video, laughing, getting off to it, judging me as a mother. “I want to disappear,” I whispered against his lips. “I don’t want anyone to see me ever again.” Damien pulled back, studying my face. Something shifted in his expression — a decision made. “Then we disappear. Tonight.” --- Six hours later, we were in the air.

After a long silence, he asked in the smallest voice I had ever heard from him, “Then what do you want?” “Anything. If you ask it, I’ll give it.” I smiled. It was not a kind smile. “I want a body that no longer aches and no longer draws stares.” “I want Nia to rise from that chair and walk on her own.” “I want you never to appear in front of me again.” With each sentence, his face lost more color. When I finished, he stood there for a long time. Then he nodded once. “All right.” After that, he truly disappeared.

He waited outside my house every day, just to catch a glimpse of me. When I finally moved, he couldn't find me anymore. So, he started calling me using new numbers every time. I blocked them all. Eventually, I got so tired I just threw out my SIM card. That was until one day, I had just finished getting my visa approved and stepped out of the building when I saw him. His hair was a mess, his jaw covered with an uneven beard. I pretended not to see him and kept walking. He spoke first. "Selene, it's been a while."

“I also know who she is.” Her gaze flicked to me with something like sympathy. My heartbeat steadily, the anger I felt was giving me a strange sense of clarity. “I am leaving,” I said. Vanessa whirled back. “You are not going anywhere. I will not let you walk out after humiliating my son, my family, and now me. You have done enough damage.” “You have no idea what your son has done,” I replied. “Maybe ask him about his trip. Ask him who he went with.”

"I want you to stop making this harder than it needs to be. Wear something normal to Maya's wedding. Don't turn Halewick into a scene." "Okay," I said. "I'll handle it." He watched me for another moment, suspicious of my calmness, but there was no argument for him to win. After a while, he turned away, pulled a T-shirt from the closet, and left the bedroom. The next morning, he told me he was flying to Boston.

he threatened. "enough you two" Alpha commands putting an end to the argument, I glare at Hunter before glancing at the Alpha "you leave after your graduation and that is final," he says before leaving the room. Hunter smirks before leaving, I felt dumbfounded, agitated, appall, and many other emotions. My emotions were everywhere, I can't understand why he would decide to send me away unexpectedly, I never liked being here and I was hoping he would permit me to leave this pack but not this way especially not forcing me to join another pack of the most wicked and arrogant king.

All they wanted was for me to do well in my examinations and make them proud. I had to go and sit for my entrance exams tomorrow, by hook or by crook. Nothing was going to stop me. I refused to let Tyson ruin my life again. I had to find a way to get off this mountain! As the thought crossed my mind, I pushed Tyson away with all my might and said, "I'm going back down!" "No way. We'll only let you go back down after we've found Belle." Just as soon as he was done speaking, the sky turned dark as ominous clouds gathered overhead. It looked like there was going to be a storm coming.