Never Leave Me Alone の小説・ストーリー

“But I hate you just fine.” And with that, she finally left him, disappearing around the corner, leaving him standing utterly alone on the cold, open terrace, under the vast, indifferent night sky, with nothing but his regret for company.

The cries of outrage were deafening. "Scumbag! Beast! He's heartless after everything Ms. Walsh has been through!" I could hear her crying over the phone, broken and desperate. "Jayden… do we really have to go this far?" I chuckled, ensuring my voice carried over the din. "Of course. We're not just divorcing. I will reclaim every property, stock, and fund I ever gave you. Not a single cent will remain. From now on, we will go our separate ways."

His voice cracked for a bit. "We don't have time for this Jason." My tone was sharp now. "She couldn't give you what you needed–what I gave you." I rested my hand on my protruding belly as if to make a point. His eyes settled there for a moment, softness flashing in his expression. Then, his gaze went cold. "Leave, Lila. I want to be alone." "Baby, I–" "Leave." There was finality in his tone. I spun on my heels, walking out but making sure to sway my hips.

I watched their souls, burdened with endless pain and regret, being dragged into a dark abyss. In my heart, I felt nothing. Outside, rays of sunlight pierced through the clouds and fell upon me. In that light, my soul gradually turned transparent. I said my final parting words, "Farewell. We will never meet again. I will never forgive you. Never ever."

"Leave me alone. I'm not interested in talking to you. I want you to leave me alone. I'm warning you. I'm not kidding. I'm not playing. I'm serious. I'm not afraid." "Come on. I just want to talk. I just want to know what it's like. What it's like to be with him. What it's like to destroy a man. What it's like to break someone. What it's like to ruin a life. What it's like to have that power. What it's like to walk away and come back. What it's like to be forgiven." "I said leave me alone. Now. I'm not joking. I'm not playing games. I'm not afraid to scream. I'm not afraid to cause a scene. I'm not afraid to make a scene. I'm not afraid to call for help."

He came to the foot of the platform, stopped, and lifted his eyes to me. There was no more obsession in them, the kind I'd seen in the wind and snow. Only something sunk all the way to the bottom. “I won't make a scene,” he said, his voice carrying across the whole field. “I only want, before the Moon Goddess and all the packs, to ask you one last time.” The grounds went dead silent.

He deliberately trailed off, sliding his hand down Kelly's arm to grab her wrist. I sniffled, but as I stared at that hand that had held mine countless times before, I suddenly found that I had no tears to cry. My voice was a lot calmer and steadier than I had expected when I said, "No need. We're no longer an item, so I wish you two all the best." With that, I turned to leave. The smile on Zachary's face froze momentarily, but then he let out a scoff. "What's with the tough and stubborn act? You'll definitely come crawling back to me within three days. Anyway, I guess I'll just have to enjoy myself with my new babe for today."

I didn't want to get into a drawn-out argument with Grace, so I pulled out a second divorce agreement, saying, "I agree to leave without taking anything except my own belongings in this agreement. Go ahead and sign it." Grace slapped her hands on the desk and leaped to her feet. "Are you that eager to leave me?" she roared furiously. Her phone started ringing before I could get a word in. The color drained from her face when she accepted the call. Seconds later, she delivered a hard slap across my face, leaving three deep scratches on my cheek.

" a we are going to do is just sleep don't have any dirty thoughts " " fine "