When He Disappears Let Him Go Novels & Stories

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.

"You'll regret this. Without the family, without protection, you'll be nothing!" "I'd rather be nothing." He stormed out, slamming the door behind him. The room was quiet again. I turned around and met Damien's dark, deep-set eyes.

His gaze was full of contempt. "So what if you know? What can you possibly do to me? You'll never beat me anyway." "So that day, before the Cooper family found me, you gave me a one-million-dollar check and told me to leave the country because you wanted to impersonate me and marry Valerie instead?" Tristan froze. He clearly had not expected me to know that too. "Felix, it doesn't matter how smart you are. I'm telling you right now, you're dead no matter what!"

“I just leaned in closer to him and….I could have kissed him if not that..” “Oh my God! Did you catch a foul breath?” “No damn it! I swear if you say one more thing, I will come right there and strangle you to death.” “Okay sorry, I’m sorry, just stop all this suspense and tell me!” “He disappeared.” There was a silence as she said that. “Hello Vivian…” “Wait, he just vanished?” “Yea, he ran away.” “Oh my God...baby he’s a virgin.” “Seriously Vivian….”

“Lisa, this isn’t a game you can quit. There is no out.” Tears welled up in her eyes, and she dropped to her knees, clutching at the hem of my shirt. “I’ll keep all your secrets,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I swear. Just let me go, Dave. I’ll disappear. You’ll never hear from me again.” I stared down at her, silent for a long moment. For a second, I considered it. Letting her go would solve one problem, but it would create another. People don’t leave this life. Not alive, anyway.

“Clara! This is all a misunderstanding!” At that moment, the police arrived. One officer looked at Jason and said in a serious tone, “Mr. Jason, we’ve been investigating your disappearance, but there is no record of you leaving the country. Can you explain where you were?” Jason tried to argue, but before he could, I took out my phone and played a video I had just recorded on the back staircase. “Jason, this time, it’s your turn to feel the torment I went through.”

I told him, genuinely confused. He laughed bitterly, void of humor. “If you are smart, then, you will see what I mean, but hey, you never were in the beginning. Such a waste of education.” He let go of my shirt and before he walked away, he said, “The next time I get arrested, don’t bother bailing me out. I’d rather be in jail and be part of something that makes my stomach churn.”

I'm excited that he is also the last of everything. I had to forgive and let go in order to get my happy ending. I close my eyes and let sleep take over.

Instead, all Lauren received was my farewell letter. It was brief but cold. "Dear Lauren, you tricked me once, so I'm returning the favor. Goodbye forever. Don't look for me or think of me. "Sincerely, Cameron." When she read it, her anger and heartbreak overwhelmed her. She coughed up blood and collapsed on the spot. At that moment, she finally understood what it meant to be given hope, only to be left in despair. … As for me, I erased every trace of myself from San Havilon and removed all contacts. Once on the plane, a sense of finality washed over me. "Goodbye, Lauren."

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.