Where We Left Off Novels & Stories

The SUVs pull out of the lot. And suddenly— It’s just us again. But this time? It’s different. Because now we’re playing for something much bigger. And the only way out? Is through. We drive for an hour before stopping at an abandoned diner on the outskirts of town. Owen leans back in the booth, staring at the envelope. "Well. This is new." I sigh, rubbing my temples. "We shouldn’t have agreed." Levi exhales. "We didn’t have a choice."

We were a formidable team, ready to take on any challenge that came our way. With a smile, I nodded in agreement. "You're right, Ethan. We've come so far, and I believe in us. The unknown may be daunting, but as long as we face it together, we can overcome anything." As nightfall blanketed the world around us, we made our way back to our home, a sanctuary where we could plan our next steps. The room was adorned with mementos from our past adventures—maps, artifacts, and photographs that told the story of our journey. It served as a constant reminder of the strength we possessed and the experiences that had shaped us.

She crossed the room like she owned it, her heels clicking softly against the marble floor. Her arms went around Axton’s neck, her voice a soft exhale. “I missed you, sweetheart.” Axton froze. Just for a second. Then his hands came up to hold her. “I missed you more,” he murmured. “Why did you take so long?” Something shattered quietly inside Isla. She stood there, forgotten, and invisible as the world folded around the two of them. No one said goodbye. No one even looked her way. So she walked out.

"You are on your own. It would be best that we part ways." "Where are you going?" she further asked. "It's none of your business. Just get back to where you left off and we'll do the same. This will be the last time that we see each other." I turned to Shintara and smiled at her. "Let's go?" ***** Shintara and I journeyed back to Prima Tierra Pack. We were at the boundary where we last escaped. She looked at me puzzled. "Are you sure we're going to do this?"

So, I had to keep our conversation short. He was probably confused, but I hoped he would get the message. And anyway, I felt better now that I’d told him it was all over between us. “Let’s go, then.” We were standing on top of a building on the other side of town. He left the broken phone right where we stood, and together, we went down. Vic was in the car waiting for us, and he drove as soon as we got in. Nox kept holding my hand.

He offers a piggyback ride back to the shore, and I accept without hesitation. We return shortly, and while Avery and Kalix take notice of our absence, it seems no one else has, not even Punky. As the sun dips below the horizon, signaling that it's time for us to depart, Max and I exchange phone numbers. The next few minutes are spent packing up our belongings, and when we say our goodbyes, everyone disperses in different directions.

‎ ‎Tomorrow, we started writing the next chapter. ‎ ‎We turned away from the cliff edge, leaving the dead to their rest. We walked back toward the lights of the estate, not a fortress of fear anymore, but a home waiting to be filled. ‎

she said, her voice firm. Seeing that I remained silent, she nodded. "I think we should leave now." I nodded. "We should. Pack your things. We're leaving," I said, and without wasting any more time, I headed for the bathroom to freshen up. I had hoped that after last night, maybe we could find a way to build what we seemed to have, but now it was obvious there was nothing there and it had all been a figment of my imagination. Neither of us said a word as we left the resort, and all through our flight back home, my mind was consumed by everything that had happened.

“And you still intend to follow it.” “Yes.” He studied me for a moment, then nodded once. “Then we do it properly,” he said. We left just before evening. The mansion stood behind us, silent and watchful as always, but this time, it felt like we were stepping beyond its reach. Or perhaps deeper into it. The drive was quiet. Neither of us spoke much. There was nothing left to say that had not already been said. Everything now depended on what we would find at the end of this path.

We drove back to the city, to our real home, to the life we'd built together without the poison of family politics and manipulative games. Behind us, the Wolfe estate disappeared into the distance like a bad dream finally fading with daylight. We were done with the past. Now we could focus on the future.