Twelve Years of Giving Now I Rest Novel

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Chapter 9

“Please, just let me go.”

“If you leave, what happens to Lydia?”

“You only remember Lydia as your sister–what about me?”

He said nothing.

Desperate, I sank to my knees before him.

“I’ve never begged you before, but I’m asking you now–please, just let me go! Give me a chance to live.”

“A chance to live? What about our sister? Our father? Tell me, where are they?”

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“You only see the dead–father, sister, mother, Lydia. Am I not your family too?”

His eyes softened for a moment but quickly hardened again.

“You? No!”

No? No!

It felt like a thousand needles piercing my heart, unbearable pain.

He and Mom had never seen me as family.

The deaths of Dad and Lena had haunted me for

years.

Clutching my chest, I struggled to breathe.

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I finally understood that pain so intense it leaves you breathless isn’t just a literary metaphor. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

When the heartache reaches its peak, it really does make it hard to breathe.

Noel looked down at me with icy disdain.

“Stop pretending. Come back with me.”

Soon, I found myself calm again.

The last flicker of light in my life extinguished.

glanced at the bustling crowd around me, suddenly overwhelmed with a profound weariness of everything and of this world.

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Calmly, I said to Noel, “Alright, I’ll go back with you.”

He paused for a moment, then said nothing.

I stood up, mechanically putting one foot in front of the other, walking ahead of him.

As the train rushed past in front of me, I charged forward without hesitation.

There was no fear, only despair.


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