You Want Her, So It's Goodbye Novels & Stories

"Sean Everett, how did you become like this? You’re the one who destroyed everything with your own hands. Serena loves you deeply—don’t make her another version of me. Be with her, take care of her. I’m married now. Stop interfering in my life." Serena hesitated, then reached out to grab Sean’s hand, but he roughly shook her off. "Stop it, Sean. Don’t destroy the image I once had of the boy I used to love.” Without giving him another glance, I turned and walked away, holding tightly onto Swaine’s hand. “Goodbye, Sean. Goodbye to my youth,” I thought to myself, certain that a brighter future awaited me.

I walked past him, stepped into the elevator, and pressed the close button without the slightest hint of reluctance. I arrived at Blair's house half an hour later. I told my best friend about my miscarriage. She hugged me and comforted me, coaxing me for hours. I never once bothered texting Caleb the entire time. Instead, he sent me a text consisting of a single question mark. I ignored it. He shot me another text the following day, saying, "The breakfast they serve out here tastes horrible." Blair, who was sitting at the dining table and enjoying breakfast with me, regarded me with unconcealed bewilderment before blurting, "I can't believe you're still here! You actually stayed here instead

“I know it’s too late. I know it can’t fix anything. But I needed you to hear it once… before you go.” She stood motionless. The tear track on her cheek glimmered in the flickering fluorescent light. After an endless moment she nodded. One small, trembling nod as if acknowledging both the weight and the impossibility of what I’d said. Her lips parted, and for a heartbeat I thought she might speak. Instead she pressed them together, gathered a ragged breath, and managed two final words. “Goodbye, Cayden.” And just like that, she was gone. The door thudded shut behind her, and sound drained out of the room until only the fluorescent buzz remained. I slumped back onto the stool, shackles heavy,

You can never hurt me. My heartbeats fastened and every other word clogged my throat and couldn't pass through. "So, is this...is this really it?" She said, her words chocked. "I think so." Breathe Alex, breathe. "Can I...can I at least see you one more time?" She asked, more like a plea. I shook my head, "I am sorry, I can't." I don't trust myself. "Okay," She mumbled sadly. "Goodbye, Cara," I said, if this is the right thing to do then why does it feel so wrong?

I say and she drops her hands from mine and stands up. she says,"I have to leave ,harry . I am sorry . I am really sorry but you have to let me go this time. for real " she kisses my cheeks and side hugs me and whispers 'goodbye ' in my ear and then walks away ,leaving me with my thoughts . I fear this might be goodbye . My only hope is that somehow universe may bring us together ,if it's in our fate but i won't force her. *_*

she whispers. The words hit harder than anything else. “What?” “If I disappear—if they wipe it—if I forget—” Her voice breaks. Completely. “Find me again.” Silence. Because that— that’s not a request. That’s a goodbye. “No.” “Yes.” “I’m not doing this again.” “You don’t get to choose.” “I do!” “You didn’t last time.” That hits. Hard. True. And before I can respond— the console flashes. Bright. Violent.

Why is she doing this to me? "Don't say it. Please! We are not gonna break up. There's no way you are saying goodbye." I asserted sternly and she shook her head as she sighed. "Please, Zav. We just... We can't work it out. I need to. I have to go back, now. And, I don't know if when I could see you again. I just want to say goodbye to you." She pleaded and I gulped as I closed my eyes to think properly right now. I just want to fucking get out of this hell of a nightmare.

You tell me that you want it, you wanna tell But keep me waiting You make it right Don’t say goodbye Don’t say goodbye, bye, bye, bye. Hello guys, I edited the last chapter but it's not showing yet. Hopefully it will show soon.

"Please make an official statement and deal with this! This kind of person must be fired! She's ruining the hospital's hundred-year reputation!" "Fire her! Fire her! Fire her!"

She carried herself with the poise of the lady of the house, walking up to me in high heels. Her black dress accentuated her graceful figure. "I heard you were wandering outside for three years and became both mute and simple-minded," she said. "Carter hates you so much. Your life won't be easy if you stay here. If you want to leave, I can help you." I looked up, trembling, catching the fleeting mockery in her eyes. Her lips curved into a smile, and her gaze softened gradually. I desperately wanted to leave. Afraid of missing this only lifeline, I eagerly agreed.