You're Not Enough And That's Okay Novels & Stories

It is enough. It has to be enough.

What if I’m not enough? Raymond’s expression softened, and he gently turned her face towards him, ensuring she could feel the sincerity in his eyes. You are more than enough. You’re an amazing woman, an architect who has created something special. And you’re my partner. No matter what happens, we’re in this together. Michelle felt a lump in her throat, overwhelmed with gratitude. Raymond had a way of grounding her when she needed it most. She took a deep breath, letting the weight of his words sink in. Thank you, she whispered, her voice a bit shaky.

I stared out the window at the endless traffic and said softly, “Someone left me here.” In the past, getting left behind would’ve shattered me. I would’ve screamed, cried, and lost control, but now I just felt calm. Not long after I got in the car, Paris posted in the group chat. [My stomach hurts so much, and I'm out of painkillers. What should I do?] James replied instantly. [Don’t worry. I’ll be there in five minutes.] I smiled to myself. Honestly, if those two didn’t end up together again, it’d be a disservice to everyone watching from the sidelines.

I actually I'm giving my best. But honestly, I don't know if my best is enough. Please kindly drop gems and also a thumbs up for this if you are feeling my story okay.

Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters appearing in this work are a work of fiction and only a product of my imagination. Enjoy reading! ------ Did you ever wonder when will be your last day living in this world? What will be the last word you will say to your loved ones, who will be the last person that you will see at your last moment. It's either a doctor or a person who will bring an end to you?

I’m not okay. I’ll never be okay again. XXX

"Wayne, why did it take me this long to find out that you're so disgusting? Remember this. I can survive on my own. I don't need to rely on a man! "And I definitely don't need your pity. As for the two deals, I took them from you fair and square. You weren't capable enough to keep them, and you dared to say I'm not competent? You disgust me!" "Georgine Lawson!" Wayne yelled, gritting his teeth in frustration. I patted him on the shoulder with a smile. "Just go home to your girlfriend. If not, she might lose her mind after a while." A glint of hatred flashed in his eyes. There was nothing he could do except leave. But he didn't give up even as he was about to walk away.

“Maybe what you saw with the other girl is not the full story.” “But what if I am wrong about everything?” “What if you are right? You should talk to him. Talk for real. Say honest words.” “What if he does not feel the same as me?” “Then you will know for sure. But what if he is waiting for you to show it is okay?” He stood up. “If someone makes you feel you are not enough, they are not good for you. You are enough. You are more than enough.” His kind words made fresh tears come.

I clutched my hand over my chest, trying to make it stop hurting. “Hey! Hey, baby, please stop.” Someone rushed out, I felt their hands wrap around my gram, holding my closely as I sobbed. Do I really deserve this? Did I do something wrong to be constantly cheated and hurt this way? I’ve tried my best to be good. I’ve done everything to be good yet I am not enough. I wasn’t enough for Damien nor am I enough for Adonis. Am I lacking something? Do I lack something?

“I’m never going to get enough of you.” “Good.”