“As much as it hurts me to admit it, loving you was the most agonizing experience of my life.”~~~~~~~~~~~As they walked, Ruben snuggled his hand into hers, sending the vibes of shiver. The vibrant colors of blooming flowers, the gentle rustle of leaves, and the melodic twittering of birds enveloped them in nature’s embrace. Arlet’s steps became lighter, and a hint of serenity flickered across her face as the healing power of the natural world worked its magic on her broken soul.Ruben couldn’t help but gawk at her, his heart pouring with a mix of admiration and love. Seeing her face light up with a renewed sense of joy brought a glimmer of hope to his own wounded heart. After losing everything, she is the only part he wants to hold close to himself. The weight of their shared pain momentarily lifted as they immersed themselves in the beauty and tranquility surrounding them.“Would you like to have some popsicles?” As soon as they crossed the ice stand, he added, giving a gentle squ
“Can you tell me how you mastered the act of unloving me?” ~~~~~~~~As the days turned into weeks and the weeks stretched into months, Ruben found himself engulfed in desolate solitude. The absence of Arlet, the love he had lost, weighed heavily on his heart. Every passing moment seemed to amplify the void within him.Arlet, on the other hand, had taken small steps towards rebuilding her life. She had found solace and purpose in teaching swimming to children at a local school. It was a way for her to channel her love for the water and share her skills with others. But despite the outward appearance of strength, her heart still longed for Ruben, the one who had held such a significant place in her life. It was hard for her to keep him away from her heart, but she was struggling with that part.Every Friday, Arlet sought comfort and guidance in the peaceful embrace of the church. It became a ritual for her, a sacred refuge where she could find moments of respite from the turbulence of
"Sometimes, the chaos that enters our lives also brings unexpected connections and hidden blessings."~~~~~~~~~Arlet stood at the airport, her bags packed and ready to leave. The weight of her suffering and her unresolved feelings for Ruben consumed her. As she called for an Uber to take her away, her heart felt heavy with the knowledge that she was running away from her own emotions.Every step she was taking wanted to ease itself. Everything inside her wanted to stop, turn and go back to him.“Arlet,” a familiar voice came to her voice, and when she turned, it was Milo, a friend who had always supported her through thick and thin. His voice was filled with concern.“You are running away from everything?”Tears welled up in her eyes as she nodded, unable to find the words to explain her actions.“Yes, I don’t think I have anything left here,” she added.Milo’s next words struck her like lightning.“Why don’t you accept the fact that you still love him?” he asked, his voice filled wi
Not just the silence, but his touch was enough to let her feel what is.~~~~~~~The entrance of the mansion felt like a familiar embrace, as if it welcomed Arlet back with open arms. She glanced around, the memories flooding back. It had been months since she last stepped foot in this house, and now, when she was ready to leave the country, it seemed to call her back. She held Ruben’s hand over her shoulder, supporting him as they walked inside. His touch still had the same effect on her, sending a rush of warmth through her body, just like it did on their first day together.“Careful,” she muttered, looking ahead as they stepped inside.Magda’s eyes widened as she took in Arlet and Ruben’s condition. She remained silent, but her heart swelled with emotions seeing Arlet by Ruben’s side, offering her support.Once Ruben was settled on his bed, Arlet busied herself, arranging the medicines and preparing a thermometer from the drawer. She knew every corner of the room, every little detai
The morning sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a gentle glow in the room. Arlet slowly blinked her eyes open, her hand instinctively clenched in Ruben’s. She released a warm breath, her gaze meeting his as he looked down at her. Shyly, she lowered her eyes, but he gently lifted her chin to meet his gaze again.“What are you looking at?” she asked softly, her voice tinged with curiosity.Ruben’s eyes softened, a tender smile playing on his lips. “Nothing,” he replied, his voice filled with wonder. “I was just thinking about how incredibly lucky I am to have you in my life.”Arlet’s cheeks flushed with a mixture of emotions. “We’re not supposed to be like this,” she murmured, a hint of hesitation in her voice. The unexpected turn of events, from marriage to divorce and now sharing the same bed again, was not something they had anticipated. But Ruben’s unwavering gaze conveyed a different truth.“Why not?” he questioned, his voice filled with conviction.“Because... we
Fall in love... burn yourself for the one. If it's not love, it will be a lesson. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~Arlet~Some incidents in life are so erratic that they could leave a person speechless. When my happy family met with an accident, it left me in a pool of loneliness and took my parents away. Not more than that, it also left me with an injured vocal cord, taking away my ability to talk.Nothing I would say mattered to the people or helped them to understand my condition, so I chose to shut myself down.Not that I can’t talk, but by the time my weak nerves came up with a single word, the other person would lose their patience. So I contended.It’s better not to speak when nobody is there to listen.It’s been five years since I lost my
Love doesn't knock.. it enters and burns you will hell fire. Burn it baby, even your ashes will call his name. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~Arlet~Clad in a beige gown and minimal makeup, I skimmed my mirage. I was a plain-jane girl with long hair, an oval face, and not a towering personality like Riele, the model. The only thing I love in myself is my eyes.The day has come for me to box my feelings and drown them at the bottom of the ocean.How immature I thought I could fade in the crowd fraying this color, and nobody would attend to my existence. My long hazelnut hair comes from my mom; she was one of the most stunning women I had in my life. If she had been here, she would have scolded me for choosing this dress. Reile didn’t involve me as her bridesmaid, and I w
ALL I DESIRE WAS A LIFETIME WITH YOU... BUT WHY I FEEL LIKE I AM DECEIVING YOU? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ARLETHolding the sheer drapery, my eyes gazed at the man, who astonished my conscience. That little angel was his daughter. In which world is it possible? How can he be so secretive? My heart sank, peeking at that poor soul studying at the kids playing around. Anybody could understand how heartbreak she must have felt watching those kids. I could feel her pain.Ruben looked in our way, but the evening rays poured in fragments on the tinted window didn’t favor him to steal a glance at his beautiful bride.Besides, his jolted bride sauntered across the room, suppressing her advanced adrenaline.“What am I supposed to do now?” Reile yanked me back like I was the one who could drag her out of this position. It brought me back to the ambi