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Author: J.O
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-06 14:40:13

Hi, lovely reader šŸ’™

I just want to take a moment to say a huge, huge THANK YOU for picking up Liam and Jessica’s book. I'm so grateful you're here.

We're already nearing 200 views, and for a brand-new book, that honestly means the world to me.

This story is about pain and healing, yearning and forgiveness, and most of all... love that refuses to die quietly.

Thank you for giving Liam and Jessica a chance.

With all my love,

O.Jā¤ļøā¤ļøšŸ’”

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  • THE WEIGHT OF LOVING YOUĀ Ā Ā 030

    LIAMI got to the office before anyone else. The silence was a relief—but also a trap. No buzzing phones, no knocking doors, no casual chatter in the hallway. Just me. And my thoughts.Lately, those were the worst things to be alone with.I didn’t even pretend to get settled properly. My phone was already in my hand before I sat down. Not to check emails. Not to read through my to-do list or glance at the agenda Jen probably left on my desk. I went straight to Instagram. Straight to her.Samantha’s message was still unopened, sitting there like it had been waiting for me all night.I tapped it.It was a photo—one she’d sent late, sometime after midnight. Azalea was on a red slide, cheeks puffed out from laughing, hair flying around her face in wild, beautiful curls. There was something so free in that moment, so untamed. I could almost hear her laugh echoing through the photo.God. She looked so much like Mason.Too much.My thumb hovered over the heart button. I hesitated. For no r

  • THE WEIGHT OF LOVING YOUĀ Ā Ā 027

    JESSICA I woke up still tangled in Liam’s arms, his legs wrapped around mine, his chin nudging my shoulder like he’d been there for hours. Maybe he had. The sheets were a mess around us—warm, wrinkled, and smelling like sleep and sex and him.His fingers were already on my arm, brushing up and down, slow and lazy, like he had nowhere else to be. And maybe he didn’t. But I did. Which was why I groaned and tried to roll away.He held me tighter.ā€œOh please,ā€ I murmured, teasing, ā€œdon’t start this morning.ā€ā€œStart what?ā€ His voice was low, still rough with sleep. And somehow smug.ā€œYou know what.ā€Liam didn’t answer. He kissed my shoulder. Then my neck. His hand slid up, cupping my breast like it was his favorite thing to hold.I bit back a gasp. ā€œLiamā€¦ā€ā€œDo you really have to go to work?ā€ he asked, voice muffled against my skin.ā€œYes,ā€ I breathed, even though my hips were already arching into his. ā€œDon’t play with me right now.ā€ā€œCan’t you work somewhere else?ā€ His fingers dragged over

  • THE WEIGHT OF LOVING YOUĀ Ā Ā 028

    JESSICA I practically dragged Ava by the hand into the hospital ward, weaving through nurses and carts and that persistent smell of antiseptic. My heart thudded harder than it should’ve—equal parts guilt and adrenaline.ā€œLet’s go,ā€ I said, breathless. ā€œI’m not letting you play it down anymore.ā€Ava mumbled something like, ā€œJess, slow down,ā€ but I wasn’t having it. Not after everything she’d just told me. Not after weeks of me rambling about Liam and stolen kisses and every selfish thought while she carried this in silence.We turned into a private room, and just like that, Ava let go of my hand and rushed forward.ā€œMom!ā€ she said, voice higher, brighter. ā€œHow are you feeling?ā€Her mother—Mrs. Carter to everyone but me—looked up from the hospital bed, cheeks flushed with life. ā€œBetter now that I see you two still joined at the hip.ā€I laughed, but it caught halfway up my throat. The room was small, clinical, a little too quiet. One glance at the IV line and those scratchy sheets, an

  • THE WEIGHT OF LOVING YOUĀ Ā Ā 027

    JESSICA I got to the restaurant fifteen minutes early, because of course I did. That’s who I am... nervous, overthinking, playing with the corner of the napkin like it might whisper the answers I couldn’t text out loud. The waitress smiled politely as I crossed and uncrossed my legs, phone buzzing softly in my lap, but none of the messages were from Liam.I hated that it bothered me.After everything last night—his hands, his mouth, the way he dried me off with that stupid fine ass towel like I was glass.It should’ve been easy to sit here and wait, but it wasn’t. It felt like something was hanging between us still. Something heavy. Something new.ā€œWould you like to order while you wait?ā€ the waitress asked, and I shook my head quickly.ā€œI’m waiting for someone,ā€ I said, offering a polite smile before texting Ava again. I’m already here. Don’t flake on me.I caught my reflection in the back of the spoon and smiled like a lunatic. I looked...lighter. Still tired. Still sore. But happ

  • THE WEIGHT OF LOVING YOUĀ Ā Ā NOTE FROM O.JāœØļø

    Okay, I had to drop this note real quick because… WHAT DO YOU GUYS THINK?! 😭😭😭 Like, is it just me, or did this chapter have you kicking your feet too?! Be honest. Personally? I’m a sucker for yearning. The slow burn. The little touches. The looking-but-not-saying. The ā€œI made you pasta and kissed your shoulder and fed you with one fork like a man possessed by soft husband energyā€ kind of love??? Ugh. It gets me every. single. time. I’m literally throwing my legs up right now wishing I was in that shower with them — yes, even when the shampoo got in Jessica’s eye. Worth it. But listen, lowkey… I need to know what’s going on in Liam’s mind too. Because this man? All that husband material behavior?? Feeding her. Bathing her. Dressing her. Whispering "You're it for me" like it was nothing??? SIGN ME UP. Anyway, tell me what you're thinking, because I’m not okay. I’m not okay at ALL. Love & longing, — Me, your author who is currently melting into a pillow over this fictional m

  • THE WEIGHT OF LOVING YOUĀ Ā Ā 026

    Sex will make a man do things you never thought he would.That thought drifted lazily across my mind as I stared at the ceiling, still breathless, still aching, still warm in places I didn’t know could hold heat for that long. My legs refused to move. My body buzzed, like someone had poured champagne into my veins.And him?He was gone.For a split second, panic flared in my chest — but then I smelled it. Garlic. Butter. Parsley. Pasta. I blinked, confused. That scent didn’t belong in this house. Not on a random Tuesday morning. Not cooked by Liam, of all people.I slowly turned my head and checked my phone.7:36 AM.I sent a quick message to Ava.JESSICA: ā€œCan we meet? Urgent. Please.ā€That was all I could manage. I didn’t even know what I needed her for. I just... needed something outside of him. Something to remind me I was still tethered to the rest of the world.I slipped out of bed with a wince — every step reminded me of last night. His mouth, his hands, his voice when he told

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