배드엔딩 Novels & Stories

"But that's sudden. We just got into a partnership. You're just going to throw it away?" I pulled her fingers off me and stepped away. "It's in its final phase. My partner can handle the rest. I have another project to handle." My stepping away hurt her heart. She stared at me, dazed. Lauren extended her trembling hand, and it hung in midair. Her instincts told her I was not coming back, but she asked, "When are you coming home?" I shook my head and put on a smile. "Never." Sorrow crept onto her face. She stared at me in disbelief. She kept trying to grab me, but I kept moving back, so she stopped. Like an abandoned puppy, she did not have the courage to move forward to someone who had just

As expected, the screen was filled with over a thousand missed calls. Zoe let out a scornful laugh. "Next time, you should switch it up. Terminal illness? Jumping into the sea? Maybe she'll transfer all of the Warren family's assets straight to the Coles." He smiled casually. "Maybe she would." Taking advantage of the moment before anyone noticed me, I left the house, dazed and hollow. When we were eighteen, Adrian had worn a faded, repeatedly washed white shirt and knelt at the entrance of my home, appearing awkward and earnest, as he confessed his feelings.

“Alex… brace yourself first.” Alex’s heart faltered. His lips trembled. “What do you mean? Tell me!” James drew a deep breath and stepped closer. His voice came heavy, weighted with sorrow. “Amara is dead, Alex. This… this is her death certificate.” He extended the paper. Alex’s hands shook as he grabbed it. His eyes scanned the document wildly, his heart hammering. There it was in black and white: Amara Akwarandu. Certificate of Death. The words blurred as his vision swam with tears.

"Yeah, but your stuff is still here. Your mother's belongings are still in the house. You're just going to leave them behind?" My heart tightened. I hadn't expected him to use that against me. He snorted, "Don't make me ask again. I've already sent you the address." When I arrived at the private room at the bar, they had already drunk well past the third round. Outside the door, I overheard someone ask Terence, "Is it really over? Aren't you at all upset?"

After the bar was almost empty, I returned to my usual spot and read my book while listening to the music. ' We were driving back home from the movies. Because of the painful silence, that was shared between us tonight, I could sense there was something wrong. After a couple of minutes of painful silence between us, Laura decided to break the silence by asking me to pull over. I did as she asked me by pulling over to the side of the road and turning my eyes to face the most perfect face I have ever seen in my life. The face I would die to see for the rest of my life. ''Aiden I have to tell you something.'' her delicate voice said to me looking down at her hands as if she was afraid to say

“Take my hand.” I looked at Lane’s relaxed hand as it reached out to me. I just shook my head and boarded the ship. I saw Amara smirked when I got inside in one of the cabins. I didn’t know that to go to the battle grounds, we needed to take a ship. Just outside the main base was already a wreck and to know that the real war happening is just on another island makes me think that I should prepare for the worse. My eyes took a glance at Lane. I caught him looking at me but he eventually cut the eye contact. He cleared his throat and I watched how his adams apple followed his hard swallow.

Not by a long shot. THE END.

Bitterly forever. THE END.

In that perfect moment, surrounded by the love of our friends and family, I knew that my past was truly behind me. From today onwards , it's the beginning of a new chapter – a chapter filled with love, laughter, and endless possibilities. I looked into Salvatore's eyes, as he spoke, "I love you Emilia." "I love you too Salvatore." I replied and then we both kissed again. THE END

After a lengthy explanation and an even longer lecture from the officers, the whole fiasco ended with a 500-dollar fine. By the time they walked out of the station, the sky was streaked with the last light of sunset. Kyle's phone rang. "Mr. Wyatt, we have a problem. The project Anya's team was handling just blew up. You need to get back here now! "The client is at the office, and they're furious..." Before Kyle could ask any questions, there was a burst of static on the other end, and the call dropped.