All Chapters of Sweet forbidden love: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Hearing him shout, I burst into loud, heavy sobs."What did I ever do to you? Why are you yelling at me? What did I do wrong? Tell me, what did I do wrong?"As I cried, the ice in his voice seemed to thaw slightly."Where are you? I'm coming to pick you up.""Brooklyn Bridge.""Wait for me." He hung up immediately.In that moment, the tiny shred of consciousness I had left wanted to slap myself. How pathetic. How could you be this miserable, Ava? Deep down, you knew you just wanted to see him.The tears fell harder. Yes, I was that pathetic. I didn't care anymore. My stomach was in knots, and my head was spinning. I needed him. I needed him to soothe the raw wounds in my heart. And I was so cold. I wanted to be in his arms, to feel his warmth. Only then could my heart feel human again. I was a coward, begging for whatever scraps of affection he was willing to give.I was the only one making myself suffer.I let out a sel

My father drove me home, not saying a single word the entire way. Perhaps he understood just how devastating the day had been for me.I leaned against the car seat like a lifeless doll, staring out the window at the scenery. It began to rain, as if the sky itself understood the state of my heart. My tears began to flow silently once more. Hadn't I cried enough? I felt utterly exhausted.The drizzle against the glass made the world outside go blurry. I could only catch fleeting glimpses of people rushing about, which only served to make me feel more isolated and hollow than ever before.The rain grew heavier until the outside world vanished entirely. All I could see was my sallow reflection in the glass, framed by tears that fell without end. I told myself I would only allow myself to cry like this one last day.When we reached the house, I dragged my weary feet up to my room. The moment I opened the door, the framed photo on my desk caught my eye. I colla

At exactly two o'clock in the afternoon, I left the house. As I stepped out the door, a sleek, jet-black Lamborghini parked at the curb caught me off guard.The door swung open to reveal Kai. I stared at him in awe. He was dressed in an incredibly elegant black suit, his wavy hair perfectly styled. It felt as though he and I belonged to two different worlds.Kai smiled at me and said, Get in, Princess.He drove me to an incredibly lavish boutique filled with shimmering evening gowns that carried astronomical price tags. I winced slightly just looking at the labels. The staff members glanced at me with some apprehension. To be fair, I was dressed quite plainly today in my usual tucked-in T-shirt and jeans.I walked toward a rack to browse, but Kai leaned in and whispered something to a sales assistant. A moment later, she returned from the back holding a magnificent, regal ball gown. She placed the dress in Kai's hands, and he turned to me."Princes

Fortunately, he hadn't seen me yet.He and Eleanor were walking toward the banquet tables to greet the guests. I was so fixated on him that I became dazed, failing to notice someone approaching me from behind.Suddenly, I felt a pat on my shoulder. I spun around, startled, to find a middle-aged man standing there. He looked sophisticated enough, but I didn't recognize him at all."Hello, beautiful. You look very familiar. I'm trying to figure out what kind of star you are, because I can't believe I don't know you."I felt a surge of fear. He had the nerve to place his hand on my shoulder, squeezing it firmly. I was just about to shake him off when Kai stepped in."Excuse me. She's my girlfriend."The man’s face went pale the moment he saw Kai. I could see a flash of embarrassment in his eyes."Oh. I see. My apologies, I must have been mistaken. I thought she was a new actress."With that, he beat a hasty retreat, disappea

I have a profound fear of water. When I was a little girl, a boy in my class teased me by holding my head underwater until I nearly drowned. Ever since then, water has terrified me. It was my uncle who used to carry me into the pool, teaching me how to face that fear. He was the one who taught me how to swim.The childhood trauma of drowning flooded back into my mind. I couldn't breathe. Water forced its way into my nose, choking me.The pressure intensified as water surged into my ears and nostrils. My nose burned with a sharp pain. The sensation was horrifying.Is anyone there? Help me. Please.I was so scared.My consciousness began to fade into a blur.Was I going to die here?My limbs went limp, refusing to move.Faintly, I heard the sound of footsteps approaching. Eleanor suddenly released her grip on my neck and hands. I could hear her screaming for help.She was faking it. She clearly knew how to swim.But