You Are Missing From Me Novels & Stories

♡Leila POV♡ (Song recommedation: cardigan instrumental- Taylor swift) The words landed like a punch to the solar plexus. Air rushed out of me in a soundless gasp. Missing. My mom—sick, fragile, her mind slipping further into dementia every day—was missing. “What do you mean missing?” My voice cracked. “She’s—she’s supposed to be in her room. She doesn’t wander. She can’t even find the bathroom half the time without help.”

During a family trip to a private island, we agreed to leave at four thirty to watch the sunrise. I waited alone for half an hour before discovering that my parents, my brother, and my fiancé, Leon, had already left with my adopted sister, Selena. At the cliffs, they posed for a family photograph. Mom adjusted Selena’s wrap. Dad pinned my family insignia to her coat. Leon stood behind her with his hands on her waist. No one noticed me. Leon posted the picture: [The people I’ll protect for the rest of my life.] His fiancée wasn’t in it. For years, I waited for my family to choose me and for Leon to remember the woman he planned to marry. That morning, I stopped waiting. I took the first ferry

To force the golden bachelor of Morrisey City's high society into marrying me, I once staked my very life as the price. I rammed my car into the one carrying him and his first love as they tried to elope, and I forced her to give up Wade Grant to me. He drove a shard of broken glass through my palm and swore he'd make me wish I were dead once I became his wife. On our wedding night, Wade hung me from the balcony railing with his necktie and forced me to kneel before his first love—the same woman who'd once tried to jump from a rooftop—and beg her forgiveness. I pulled the pin from my hair and drove it through his shoulder, laughing that he was a worthless man who couldn't even protect th

I cried out this time. “I need you guys. Living is so hard, I keep on making mistakes.” Time passed, though I couldn’t tell how long. I spoke softly, almost to myself, recounting memories, mistakes, things left unsaid. Each word carried a weight I hadn’t realized I had been holding inside. “I miss you,” I finally said, voice trembling. “More than I thought was possible. And it’s… it’s still so strange. So wrong, that you’re not here.” My fingers lingered on the stone, tracing the smooth surface one last time. I took a slow breath, the reality of their absence pressing in, yet there was also a small, stubborn spark inside me, something that whispered I had to keep going, even if every step fe

Everyone would say that and it honestly gives this bitter sweet feeling knowing that you’re with us but we can’t see you. I feel you so close but at the same time I can’t touch you I try to hold on to the thought of you cause it seems it’s the only thing that makes sense Even the perfect image of family we had is gone after you departed We all miss you and maybe that’s why it’s hard to pull it back together You were the bond in our family, and there’s no way for you to come back But please I don’t know how, I need you to help fix me, so I can fix us.”

, Matthew asked. I wasn't ready for this, not now, not after what I had just been through. Harry just gave me the biggest scare of my life. This was the last thing I wanted to discuss, "I know this might not be a good time ", Matthew said, " but I am tired of being the one overlooked. You ran away literally on the morning of our wedding, you broke my heart. If you no longer want to be with me, say so and I will let you be. I am tired of waiting and pining for you ", Matthew said.

I clear my throat and force a brow up. “You saw me only this afternoon.” He crosses the distance between us and trail a finger down my bare arm. I catch my lip between my teeth and take shallow breaths. “I miss you all the time, anytime I cannot see you. I miss you the minute you step through the door, and I missed you so much it drove me crazy when you disappeared. I miss you even when you’re here with me.” “How does that make any sense?” I whisper. “I’m right here.”

I missed her warmth beside me, her presence that had been the anchor to my soul. The ache in my chest intensified as I remembered all the plans we had made, the dreams we had envisioned for our future together. It was as if a piece of me was missing, a puzzle incomplete without its final piece. The weight of her absence was a constant reminder of the emptiness that had settled in my heart.

Hahaha " You are so funny Mr Remi, do you know that? _ " Stop. " He sighs. " Elle, I need you. Back home, back with me, I miss you. I miss your touch, I miss your kisses, I miss your smile, I miss the whole of you. I can't wrap my head around the fact that you don't care about me or that you hate me. I cringe every time you say that and it makes me unhappy. Elle, Lily is not the same without you in the house, she cries all day. Aunt is worried, dad and mum also won't talk to me. I seriously don't know what to do or say to let you know how sorry I am .I never intended to have a kid. The first kid I want to ever get is from you.--- "

"What? who is jealous? i was not jealous, why would i be jealous? i said quickly. Then my phone rang, it was Serena. "Hyy, I did not hear back from you, I was worried" said a worried Serena on the phone. "I am sorry, I should have called but It skipped my mind" I told her. "It is okay, where are you by the way? Are you back home? She asked. "Well not yet" I said. "What? What are you still doing outside by this time? She asked. "Well, I am at a diner with Vincent" I told her. The end of the line was silent and I had to check if the call was cut off. Then Serena screamed loudly that I had to shift the phone from my ear before she damaged it.