Novel & Cerita Wish You Were Here Pictures

This is a response to whoever gets confused of the recent chapter updates ^^ I understand there's been some confusion about the recent developments involving Jonathan, and I'd like to take a moment to clarify the shift in timelines and the reasoning behind his journey through these alternate realities. Jonathan's current experience—what feels like moving from past to future, witnessing alternate scenarios of Laura loving another man—is not just a shift in time but a direct consequence of a wish Laura made. That night, after Jonathan rejected her love for the final time, she made a wish upon a star, longing for the strength to stop loving him. The wish, however, didn't magically take away her

After all, it was the life she yearned for, wasn't it? I blocked her number, but just as I was about to put down my phone, I saw a social post from Yvie, with a photo of her pouting. [To a certain surgeon—check your social feed, or I'm going to be upset.] The post was deleted in under a minute, and I frowned, unsure what the brat was up to. After hesitating for a while, I texted her. [Let's see how upset you can get.] Soon, Yvie sent a photo of her pouting.

And at its center, carefully arranged and layered to form the unmistakable shape of a face, were dozens of pictures of me. Some were candid shots he must have taken years ago on campus—me laughing with a friend, my nose buried in a book, my serious, frowning concentration. Others were my own social media pictures, printed out. Me smiling. The rest of the collage was a map of a silent, screaming longing. Pictures of misty mountains at dawn, quiet Parisian cafes, rocky coastlines in Ireland—places he had told me he wanted to go. Words were woven between the images—fragments of poetry, lyrics from sad songs, simple phrases like I'm sorry and I wish and What if?. This was 'The Concealed Remorse'

Nothing could ever compare to this. “Anyone ever tell you that you taste like cherries, Red?” Bo’s words are heavy as he breathes against my skin, sending a shiver through my body straight into my core. The ache between my legs is too much. How do people not live like this? Wrapped in each other’s embrace twenty four seven. I never want to feel anything beside the pure unadulterated bliss that is coursing through my body right now.

Tears are flowing from both of my eyes, and my eyes already feel irritated. 4 AM and I am still awake, crying. I feel lonely, like I just missed something I truly wanted, and now it’s gone. And I can’t get it back. I can’t have him back, again. I browsed through Eric’s F******k page again. His wall shows a picture of a beach front. There are dark colored rocks at the bottom right hand side, and ofcourse white sands and the clear blue water of the sea, and the blue sky. It is what he always wanted, the beach.

My eyes flicked to the clock on the wall as the hands slowly ticked forward, but there was no sign of him returning. The wound burned even though it was the middle of winter. I was sweating from the pain, my body betraying me. Desperate, I reached for my phone, but as soon as I unlocked it, a notification popped up, showing me a new post from Grace. [Stargazing with the Big Guy,] it read, with a picture of them both camping on a mountainside. I let out a bitter laugh. The algorithm sure knew exactly how to twist the knife when I was at my lowest.

When she saw his profile picture light up on the screen, Annabelle couldn’t help but laugh. When did he change that photo? It was a candid shot she had taken in the Maldives—Kendrick shirtless, carrying a surfboard, walking toward the ocean. She’d meant to capture his back, but he had turned around and smiled at her. That confident smile and charismatic look had made her forget to lift her finger from the shutter—she ended up taking dozens of photos. She’d wanted to delete a few later, but couldn’t bring herself to get rid of a single one.

❤️ THEME SONG OF THIS CHAPTER ❤ ❤WISH YOU WERE HERE ❤SONG BY AVRIL LAVIGNE❤ ❤️I can be tough I can be strong But with you, it's not like that at all There's a girl That gives a shit Behind this wall You've just walked through it And I remember all those crazy things you said You left them running through my head You're always there, you're everywhere But right now I wish you were here All those crazy things we did Didn't think about it, just went with it You're always there, you're everywhere But right now I wish you were here Damn, damn, damn, What I'd do to have you Here, here, here I wish you were here Damn, damn, damn What I'd do to have you Near, near, near I wish you were here I love t

I clicked the message and an image of her popped up, a quick selfie in a classy restaurant and her work partners with a caption 'I wish you were here with me'. My lips curled into a smirk, the irony of my life, the one I wanted to be here with me decided to keep her distance. I reacted with a love emoji on the picture and then threw my phone away.