새드엔딩 Mga Nobela at Kwento

Cyrus borrowed someone’s phone to text me, saying he and Serena were both being deported back home. “Can you come back and take care of me?” His voice sounded extremely weak in the voice message. However, I did not feel a shred of pity, retorting mercilessly to cut his last strand of hope. “Face it, I don’t love you anymore. Now you’re like a turd in the latrine to me, dirty and foul. “Perhaps you were important to me once, but now I’m too disgusted to even look at you. Do you understand me now?”

Her eyebrows shot up so high they practically disappeared into her hairline. "Well, well," Tasha purred, leaning against the gate. "Aria, you didn't tell me the moving crew was this cute." "Tasha, stop," I muttered, feeling the heat creep up my neck. "This is Brandon. He’s a friend from back home." "A 'friend,' huh?" Tasha stepped forward, giving Brandon a slow, appreciative once-over. "I'm Tasha. The landlord/work bestie. So, Brandon, are you the 'new beginning' I’ve been hearing about? The post-divorce upgrade?"

Eternal peace. THE END

Always us. THE END

naz_mzf91 The End…

"Really? Girl, I’m so proud of you! Where exactly are you working?" "At AndtriTex." "I’ve never heard of that." "It’s a new company that deals in jewelry production." "Wow, that’s amazing. Why do I get the feeling the company belongs to you? I mean, just look at the name." "Then I really wouldn’t have any problems, would I? Anyway, I’ll let you know when I’m free." "Take care of yourself—and that husband of yours." "Sure." Andrea ended the call and sighed. She pulled out her laptop and began working on her new draft. The competition was in two weeks, and she had barely three days left to submit her draft.

Amen. THE END

"Mr. Wayne, this is the repaired dashcam footage." Wayne took it and pressed play. Arden's broken voice came through the speaker. "Wayne… I've known for a long time that you could walk, but still, congratulations. And thank you for risking your life to save me five years ago. But this marriage you built out of lies, letting me live in fake happiness—it has to end. I don't blame you for deceiving me, but I'll never forgive you either. Goodbye, Wayne…" Her words were cut short by a deafening explosion.

“This ends now.” ***

"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