LOGINSharon Tate thought she had found her fairytale romance the moment she met Jayden. He was charming, irresistible; everything she had ever dreamed of. But dreams with Jayden turned into nightmares. Just when she had given up on love, she met Mathew. he was everything Jayden never was. Patient, kind, and steady, Mathew showed her a love that didn’t hurt, a love that didn’t make her question her worth. But just as she begins to believe in happiness again, Jayden returns, his voice thick with regret. "Please, let's start again, I'm offering a clean slate." Now, Sharon stands at a crossroads. Will she risk reopening old wounds for the love that once broke her? Or will she finally embrace the love she never thought she deserved?.
View MoreI stood in front of the door, not ready to go in but too tired to keep stalling. My chest rose and fell slowly as I sucked in a deep breath and released it through trembling lips. Then I knocked—twice, sharp."Come in," Mr. Charles called from inside.The door gave a little squeak as I pushed it open. He didn’t look up."Good day, Mr. Charles," I said, voice calm but distant.He was surrounded by papers. It was always like this—his desk drowning in scattered documents that looked important but probably weren’t."Oh, hmm," he finally muttered, barely glancing up. "Miss Sharon. You still haven’t made the payment for the publication."My body tensed. So that was the first thing on his mind."Sir, I have no money for that. I’m barely hanging on." I eased into the nearest chair, hoping he didn’t see the way my fingers gripped the edge.He hummed again. "You’ll have to find it. I sent you the final draft already."My phone was somewhere deep in my bag. I fished it out, thumbs fumbling as I
“Look who finally showed up. Couple of the year,” Felix said, dragging himself off the sofa with a lazy grin.“It’s been a while,” I replied, smiling politely and giving a small wave.“I’ve been around,” I responded setting my handbag on the table like I owned the place. “How’ve you been?” He asked sitting up.“Well, I’m good.” I gave a half-smile. Honestly, I never imagined we'd ever reach the point of basic civility, but here we were. Felix wasn’t as unbearable as I once thought—at least not when he wasn’t trying too hard to be funny.“What’s happening in school?” he asked, stretching as he grabbed his phone. His yawn halfway through the sentence made me roll my eyes.Felix was worse than Jayden. He only ever came to class when something was on the line—like ‘pass or repeat’ level serious.“Nothing much. Just lectures and final project prep.”“I swear, I can’t wait for graduation. I’m exhausted,” he muttered, collapsing back on the couch like the world owed him rest.“Says the one
I walked slowly down the hallway. The walls, once painted brown and ash, were now faded and chipped. Peeling paint clung like old memories. Puddles from the morning rain dotted the cracked walkway, reflecting a sky that hadn’t quite decided what it wanted to be.Three years of walking this hallway, and somehow, it still felt like a prison. Two more months. Just two. Then I was out of this hellhole for good.Students buzzed around me, chatting, laughing, rushing past like they were excited to be here. I couldn't relate. What was so thrilling about college? My music blasted through my headphones, drowning out the noise. I tapped my screen—8:30 AM. Already late. But it didn’t matter. The lecturer had texted earlier; he’d be running late too.I sighed. Two months till graduation. And with my birthday coming up—twenty-three—I was desperate to move on from this phase of my life. I was so over it.Bianca had called earlier, and as soon as I stepped into the lab, I spotted her in the front ro
My eyes were just about to flutter closed when my phone beeped. The sharp sound yanked me awake, heart pounding. I grabbed my phone and tapped the screen, but the bright light blinded me for a moment. When my eyes finally adjusted, I saw a message notification. I clicked it. Jayden. My heart instantly thundered in my chest, the air whooshing out of my lungs like I’d just run a hundred meters. I took a shaky, long breath, trying to steady myself before pressing the read button. It had been—what?—48 hours since he ghosted me. Was this real? Or some cruel joke my tired mind was playing? Jayden: Are you up? I blinked at the message. Hell yes, I was up. Even if I were dead, I’d be up for this. My fingers trembled slightly as I typed back: Sharon: Yes. What’s up? Seconds crawled by. One minute. Two. No reply. I was about to lay back down, heart sinking again, when the phone suddenly rang. Jayden. His name flashing on the screen made my chest leap. I scrambled out of bed in a rush, near
By the time I got home, the sky had already darkened. The kind of darkness that swallowed the last traces of daylight and made the world feel quieter and heavier somehow. I stood outside my door for a moment, thumbing my phone, refreshing like it might suddenly change. Then I slid the key into the l
I lay on the bed trying to force sleep, but it didn't come. My eyes burned from crying, yet they stubbornly refused to close. The quiet around me was maddening. The kind of silence that screams. I reached out and retrieved my phone from the corner I tossed it, my hand slightly trembling. I dialed th
Cold chills ran down my spine."You let them think that?" My voice was shaky."They laughed at me. I became a thing of mockery.""They told me, 'where did you get her from?' 'she looks like she's for the streets.'" Those words slashed my heart like a knife. I was speechless. My throat tightened as
I slept the morning and afternoon off. My body ached, and my inner thighs burned more than I wanted to admit. Jayden had turned our staycation into a marathon. Every moment, every breath, he was either above me or under me, like he was trying to make a statement. A part of me should've been flatter












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