When She Turns Her Back Novels & Stories

Sebastian replied, and that was all she needed, her eyes flicked once towards the mirror, the black car behind her still there, still watching, still part of it. Then back to the man, he's still calm, still waiting, still sure. "Then we don’t give him that,” she said, and before Sebastian could respond she moved fast, not opening the door, not stepping out, she threw the car into reverse hard, the tires catching sharply against the concrete, the sudden movement breaking the stillness instantly, as the car behind her reacted too late, not expecting her to move that way and the space between them closed for a split second before she cut the wheel and pushed the car back into a sharp turn, forc

Cradling her protruding belly, she shivered and said pitifully, "George, I was just too afraid you would abandon me and not marry me anymore. That's why I did this. I promise I won't do this again." George stared intently at Winona, and after a few seconds, he finally dropped his stern demeanor. Sighing lightly, he said, "You can't do something like this again in the future, Winnie. After all, Mary is your future sister-in-law." Winona nodded, then shook her head. "I won't. I'll be good." However, when George wasn't paying attention, she turned to glare at me. Sheer resentment shone in her eyes.

"She—" "Betrayed you?" I turned off the recording. "Just like you betrayed me." "Interesting?" Dante knelt on the ground, his body weak, utterly defeated. "I really... have nothing left..." he mumbled. "No," I corrected him. "You still have your life." "Though I don't know how long you can keep it." As soon as I finished speaking, the sound of car engines came from a distance. Two black SUVs drove into the pier, their headlights blinding.

" My heart felt heavy. What was he talking about? Had he been reborn, just like me? Suddenly, a weak voice came from behind. Sheila Baker entered, her eyes red and teary. She whispered between sobs, "Mr. Lewis!" Elliot saw her and quickly moved away from me to rush over to her side. "Shouldn't you be resting? Why are you here?" Sheila looked up, her eyes brimming with tears. "Mr. Carter was worried about Ms. Carter going out alone while she's pregnant. He sent me to find her…!"

But she was silent when I brought my phone up to her face, showing her the recorder that had been on since I stepped into her building. "Evidence you say?" I asked with a dip of my head. "And don't forget assault. You threw your laptop at me." Her breath became shaky as she watched the phone, and I knew she was planning something. She looked up at me not saying anything. That was enough goodbye for me. So I picked up my bag and turned to leave. Just as I turned, she struck me at the center of my back, tackling me to the floor as she snatched the phone out of my hands, smashing it with her heels.

She murmured. A moment passed. She stiffened, aware that it was due to the presence of the door behind her. For the first time since her unbearable pain last night, she felt fear creeping into her mind. Her intuitive thoughts were telling her brain that someone was on her back. A part of her didn't want to turn back because she knew the moment she did, everything would change. Another part wants to know what's happening. Slowly, she turned on her heel. A silhouette appeared at the far end of the kitchen. She gaped and stared at the man. 'Mr. Camilton?'

he warned upon understanding her words. "Who said about turning back?" a smirk carves her lips while turning to face him. ****tbc****

On the day we sent in our college applications, my childhood friend, Allison Mann, decided to turn down her acceptance to Fairmont University and apply to Briarwood Technical College, a school none of us had ever heard of. She did it for Edward Barker, the bad boy she had a crush on. He bombed the SAT, and she wanted to go wherever he went. In my previous life, I found out she was applying only to technical colleges and immediately told her parents. I couldn't stand by and watch her throw away her future. Her parents put so much pressure on her that she finally gave in and agreed to attend Fairmont. She went on to become a successful surgeon. Years later, at a class reunion, her eyes fil

She Turned Her Back To Me And Looked Over Her Shoulder At Me, Smiling, And She Pulled Her Hair Away From Her Neck. I Stood Directly Behind Her And Started Working On The Clasp Of Her Necklace. She Smelled Sweaty, From Whatever Bar She Was At, But I Could Still Smell Just A Little Of Her Perfume. Not Being Very Experienced With Necklaces, I Fumbled For A While Before Finally Unclasping It. Brenda Turned Around And Took The Necklace From My Hands. Standing Very Close To Me, She Had A Blank Look In Her Eyes And Smile On Her Face. She Locked Eyes With Me, And Then Looked Down At Me, Then Back To My Eyes.

I turn my back to her, grabbing my pants and pulling them back on, my chest heaving violently as I stare out the window, completely refusing to look at her. "Don't make me say it a third time. Leave.” —*