Where We Left Off Novels & Stories

Ben asked worriedly . “Yeah ..,it just that we are leaving “ “What do you mean we are leaving !” “We are leaving New York.We are going back to Florida !”She dropped the bomb . “What !!!”

ZACH. This POV is set in the present, following Chapter 100. ----- It was already past midnight when our families, together with Dad’s and my rank wolves, left us. Amber and I were still in high spirits, overwhelmed with all that had happened in the last 24 hours. Although it was a terrifying moment, a good thing came out of it, and we felt blessed. “I finally got you all to myself while you’re awake,” I told her as I sat beside her.

The beauty of the place, the memories we had made here, and the people who helped us felt imprinted in our hearts forever. "Goodbye for now," Rose called back, her voice catching slightly, echoing the sentiment of our shared journey. I glanced back for one last look at our friends, and at that moment, I felt a blend of sadness and hope - each step forward into the unknown was a step toward the fulfillment of our new life.

“When I was four, Dad—” Pete rushed forward and covered his mouth, pulling him away. That is to say, he had known her since he was four. My own child had kept it from me for over a decade. I smiled. Because at that moment, my last attachment to this family vanished. I no longer wanted any of them. I left. Completely left. The first few months after leaving myself were unbearable. I numbed myself with alcohol and gambling, enduring day after day. Then I went to the hospital, and the diagnosis came back.

I leaned into her shoulder and murmured, "It's over." She nodded, her voice soft. "Yes. It's over, sweetheart." The car sped on through the dark streets. Neither of us spoke again. There was nothing left to say about that place, those people, or what we'd left behind. Somewhere ahead, the city lights flickered to life. I hoped tomorrow would be clear. A fresh start deserved a fresh sky.

"Barely is enough." We went home. We packed. We called Damian. We called Chloe. The running wasn't over. It had just begun.

Eliana’s Pov We left the Villa in the morning and four house later, we were back to the house, AKA prison. The bags were taken up in silence, Noah and I having nothing to say to each other. I guess it was time to go back to hating each other since the trip was over.

It was a reminder of the importance of love, friendship, and the unbreakable bonds that held us together. As the night drew to a close, we left the bar, our steps a little lighter, our hearts a little fuller. The jesting and teasing had subsided, but the love and support between us remained steadfast. Arm in arm, we made our way home, ready to embrace the adventures that lay ahead. And in the quiet moments before sleep claimed me, I couldn't help but reflect on the incredible journey I was fortunate enough to share with both Chloe and Cameron, grateful for the love that surrounded me on all sides.

We stepped forward, leaving the ashes of the past behind. A new dawn was rising. And this time, it was ours to claim. The End.

Our hopes. Yet no matter where the discussion began... It always found its way back to the Sealed Region. Eventually, the candles burned low. Outside, the night had reached its darkest hour. It was time to leave. "We should get our bags." I stood, forcing my voice to sound steadier than I felt. "We're already racing against time."