Why Are You Getting Out From There Because I Have Changed Novels & Stories

“I came from our city, to find you, did you think that we did not know the risks?” “It’s no longer about the risks, now it’s more about me, Nana, I’ve changed.” “Yes, we can see that you look different—“ “No, it’s not about the difference in my looks,” a tear rolled down my eyes. “It’s about my mindset, my thoughts, plans, and goals, it has all changed and I don’t think you will be able to stand the kind of things that will do from on,” I explained. “I would stand by you no matter what Danielle.” Emilia reinforced and broke the distance between us.

I need to stealthily get out of here. "Leo!" Her voice took me back to the current situation. Her friends were still giggling like a bunch of school girls. "Right. Give me fifteen minutes, I'll go get change." She looked at me satisfied that I bent to her will. Shit. Shit. Shit. What did I say yes? I walked back to the main house and went to my room to change. But I need to release myself first. My dick was stiff as a rod. Fuck.

"I'm not signing." I narrowed my eyes. "Think you're getting too little? Don't forget who funded your startup." Right there, he ripped the papers in half. "No—I just don't want a divorce. We're fine. Why split? It'll break our parents' hearts. They're not young. If they find out, it'll crush them." I didn't flinch. "I said I'm divorcing you. My parents will back me. Yours? That's your mess." Chuck sighed and tried to pull me closer. "You're mad about Ella. I sent her and the kid away. That's me compromising. I moved them far enough that you'll never see them again. You're not mad anymore, right?"

But I wouldn’t let it win. I walked out quietly, shutting the door behind me. My breathing was shallow, chest tight. “You’re out of your damn mind,” I muttered. My phone buzzed. I grabbed it, needing the distraction. “We’ve got a change of plans.”

"Why? W-Why don't you tell me? Why don't you speak up, Clarkson!" Our vision was met, and while I was looking at her I was tearing more inside. It seems like in just a blink of an eyes, every thing change so fast, it was like weare happy before just enjoying the moment and now it suddenly became complicated.

she yells, before pulling open the door and storming out. I stand defeated, feeling as if my heart’s been ripped out. “I’m not trying to change you,” I shout, though it’s pointless.

_____ Present Someone opened the door, and I looked up, quickly wiping away my tears and forcing old memories out of my mind. I often wondered why he had changed so drastically. Was it something I did? Was it because of the love letter? Ever since I gave him that letter, he'd never been the same. "Ma’am, Mr. William could return at any moment," the maid said softly. I nodded, understanding what she meant. I stood up on shaky legs, wincing at the pain as I walked out of the storage room.

I couldn’t afford for it to be. I needed a reason to come back, a name, a connection, something that would open a door and keep it open. Because once this night ended, I’d go back to my tiny apartment, my mother’s cough echoing through the thin walls, and the same aching truth: nothing changes unless I make it change. This was the change I choose. I exhaled, straightening my borrowed blazer as a woman’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. “IDs, everyone. Quickly, please.”

Bianca asked plopping down on the beside me and she put an arm around me. "It's just that I held onto all these emotions and memories for soo long that I'm not able to take the change. I am so so in love with this room, but I just wanted to move on. So, that's the reason why I wanted to change my room " I said still looking down. "And that's not all that's been bugging you right?" They both asked in sync and I nodded looking down at the floor. "See everyone had changed a lot and they are not the same anymore. I know it's not their fault that had to go along with their life leaving me out of the equation" I said trying to stop my tears at bay.

“Staying away helped me forget but I realized that it kept me stagnant. I’ve hardly come home for more than an hour and this place still unnerves me. Nothing has changed. I came because I feel like I can make a difference, I think that I am grown enough now to help. To change things around here for the better.” To change what? “You were not the answer I had in mind but I believe you can change this place, change us. I’m just here to help.”