Freedom Pals の小説・ストーリー

Judy was scared. She knew Lawson could do it, so she covered Samson's mouth and did not have the courage to let him continue. She feared she might not even be able to keep the life she had now. After Judy left with the pup, the scandal spread through the pack. The Beta, who had never been very loyal to Lawson to begin with, started using it to win over other warriors. Lawson waited at the church for an entire day. I did not appear. That day was enough to break him down and make him fully realize I had truly left.

During the helicopter ride back, I remained silent. According to the instructions in that strange text, I just had to continue living a numb, obedient existence for two more days, and then I would die. It promised to reward me with a second life, and honestly, that wasn’t that hard. I had held on for so long. Waiting two more days until my death made no difference. The moment we stepped off the helicopter, a slender figure stood in the way of the exit. The fake heiress, Vanessa York, sized me up.

I said that this award was dedicated to everyone who had lost themselves in marriage and found the courage to reclaim who they were. The audience erupted into applause. After the event, I received a text message from an unfamiliar number backstage. It was incredibly long, as if the sender had typed it, deleted it, and started over countless times. "Julian, I know you won't reply to this message. I just wanted you to know that after my mom passed away, I donated all my assets to charity. I moved into the oldest nursing home in Seaport and became a volunteer, spending my days caring for residents with dementia.

Natasha Bates did not get home until two in the morning, and the dinner I had made had gone completely cold. She had just finished meeting up with her guy best friend, Stanley Rogers, and even posted on social media. [True happiness is celebrating Independence Day with your bestie!] She did it on purpose. She knew I had her notifications turned on, so I got the notification the moment she uploaded something. She watched me silently clear away the cold food and said indifferently, "I already told you I wasn't coming home. What's with that expression?"

Not a single item belonged to the two of us. I opened Natalie’s pinned video. It was also the one with the most likes. It showed the home she and Orion shared in South City. Two pairs of house slippers sat neatly beneath the shoe cabinet. One pair was pink. The other was blue. The soles of the blue pair were already worn smooth. Their clothes hung side by side on the balcony. They looked like a married couple. Then, the camera moved to the yard. Bright, colorful flowers filled the screen. Natalie stepped into view with a radiant smile. She introduced them one by one.

I shoved his face away and mumbled, "Yes." Not long after that, disaster struck Hayden's company. All his collaborators began to pull out of their deals, followed by the bank urging him to settle his outstanding loans. Ultimately, even the assets in his name were frozen. Hayden sought help from everyone he knew, but his so-called "friends" avoided him like the plague. "The Langleys made it clear that anyone who helps you would be going against them," someone told him in hushed tones. Only then did Hayden understand that Julian was truly out to get him.

I thought for a moment before responding, "I think we should find a place to stay for the night and then start exploring tomorrow. We can see what this city has to offer and figure out our next steps from there." Lillie let out a sigh. "Come on, we slept on the bus. Let's go and have some fun. It's our first night of freedom." I couldn't help but smile at Lillie's enthusiasm. She was right; this was our first taste of freedom, and we should make the most of it. We no longer had anyone telling us what we could and couldn't do, no one to try and stop us from being friends. We were free. "okay, but first, we need to find somewhere to stay so we can shower and get cleaned up," I agreed, to see t

"That gaping hole in your souls? That constant, tearing pain? Do you know what that is?" They stared at me, lost. "It's the price of my freedom." "You're the ones who pushed me out of the cage. This is the price you pay for the chains I broke." "And I will never, ever give it back." With that, I turned away, not giving them another glance. Ben came to my side, placing a hand gently on my shoulder. A simple, warm, human touch. We walked away, down the beach, toward the twinkling lights of the town.

"That's why I need to put an end to this now and start afresh" I feel tears sting the back of my eyes. I'm scared. I'm really scared. Not of loosing my job even but my name going out and people digging into my past to find out who I really am. It's what I don't want for Fabrico. It could ruin him. "Please. Let's just try this the right way" I shake my head. " I'm willing to give it a shot but when I resign" "Resign?" I nod. " The best way for us to be free together is if I resign from PHT."