Within You Or Without You の小説・ストーリー

Era, Mijo, Flute and Yuri just circled around them, watching. "I'm going to show you my memories. Not all. Only those you needed to know. Now, all you have to do is look directly at my eyes. Never break the stare on the process or you won't be able to see for the rest of your life." Gone was the positive energy that surrounds Black. He looked so serious and his words seemed to be a threat. Ela gulped as she nervously stared at his eyes. 'Gosh! I don't wanna be blind! How would I be able to see Win's handsome face if that happens?' she thought and used it as an inspiration not to break her stare.

“It’s lonely without you…” --- Do give your comments and reviews if you like the story.

"I can't say I do without you." Those letters made my chest ache even more. Wouldn’t this occur if we chose one another? Is she correct when she said, "Perhaps my fate was to meet you but not be with you?"

"Today, I'm going to cut your heart out just to see what color it really is." "Mommy…"

He didn't say a word, just turned and walked away. I didn't chase after him or say anything. At that moment, the last bit of resentment I had been holding onto seemed to vanish. I turned and looked into the distance. This life of mine? I realized there were still so many pursuits and challenges ahead. I didn't need to rely solely on family or love to keep moving forward. I looked ahead, and the road before me was still full of promise.

I toss and turn, but sleep refuses to take me. Its absence causes this insomnia. In just a few days, I've become dependent on it. I can't have dinner without it, I can't sleep without it. It's quite strange. I don't think I love it, but I've developed a need to see it beside me, to feel its arms around me when I sleep, and even the specific, unorthodox touches it makes at the table.

The restaurant is hanging on a loose thread and I can't afford to let it go since I know I can do something about it" Josie and Jake were about to leave when someone appeared before them and Josie froze .

Aninka is so her, surely my mom and her would mesh so well it would drive me crazy. Opportunity. A single word that contains so many internal conflicts to use, a word that makes accepting it raise expectations, a word that could make me have happy or sad moments. Will I be ready to use it?

I was completely, utterly trapped. My mind was a chaotic, swirling nightmare. Bryce was out there. A man who shared my exact face, my voice, and my DNA, was currently wearing my clothes and my wedding ring. He was a deeply traumatised, dangerously delusional stranger who was actively infiltrating my life.

"You can observe but never participate. Witness but never experience. That's why you need us." *NEED IS STRONG WORD. I EXIST WITH OR WITHOUT YOU. BUT THROUGH YOU, I UNDERSTAND WHAT I OBSERVE. THE WEIGHT OF CHOICE, TEXTURE OF EMOTION, PARADOX OF FREE WILL WITHIN DETERMINISTIC SYSTEMS.* The anti-existence pulsed with its own understanding. *You observed my creation. Watched me hunger without comprehending hunger. Now through our experiences, you begin to understand negation.*