You Ll Never Know Novels & Stories

"Tell me what it is. I'll make sure to repay you in the future for saving me." "Belinda Lane," she'd said. "Plenty of people share the same name in this world, and mine isn't exactly special. Are you sure you can find me based on that alone? You don't know what I look like, and you won't let me take off your mask to see your face. What if you get the wrong person in the future?"

Unknown Number. This time there was no photograph. No video. No warning. Just a date. A location. And one sentence. “Ask your father what happened that night.”

Also, tell him not to do anything stupid like trying to track me; I will come home when I have achieved my goal. Your favourite niece, Mandy

𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙, 𝙨𝙤 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙪𝙥𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙚. 𝙾𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎� �� 𝚖𝚊𝚗, 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 why😑😑.

~ ᵗᵃˡᵏ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ⁱᵗ ˢᵒᵐᵉʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ʷᵉ ᵏⁿᵒʷ~ ~ᵀʰⁱˢ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵇᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉⁿᵈ ᵒᶠ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ... ˢᵒ ʷʰʸ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵉ ᵍᵒ..? ~ˢᵒᵐᵉʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ʷᵉ ᵏⁿᵒʷ--~

Doubt whom you will, but never yourself. (Ps: Credit to the singer and songwriter and composer of the song I used. I forgot the title. Hehe)

Neva had sent the message from a different phone. That was the first thing Corinna noticed. Different number, same unmistakable cadence. Her mother wrote texts the way she said everything else. No contractions. No softening. Just the precise minimum required to convey the information. I have it. Three words that meant Neva had known exactly what she was carrying for four years and had said nothing. Three words that meant the man who answered her phone either didn't know she had already moved the document — or had let her send the message deliberately.

This marriage, without even a license, wasn't worth mourning. As the red light blinked to green, she quickened her pace and blended into the crowd. Suddenly, a voice reached her ears. "Kimberly? Is that you?"

Coraline started. "I said get out!" he shouted. Silence. Coraline gave me one last long look, then slipped out without another word. Bradley slid down the door, suit wrinkled and useless. "So you really didn't know anything..."

More precise. Because if there’s one thing I know for certain — they never ended. They just paused. But I’m not going to let them press play again. Not this time. Not ever.