A Love That Left Her Stranded Novels & Stories

I am afraid to see your tragic pain like now. The long flight has finally arrived. Looking at her sleeping face makes me not awake to wake her up and leave my arms. Finally, the flight attendant's clear voice rang out, waking me up. Hastily put the coat back in my hand. Still the same politeness as strangers. Makes me feel frustrated inside. Until the picture of a female angel fell, I knew it was my last chance to express myself, my last moment to say words of love to you while I was still qualified. As long as you say you love me too, I will cancel the engagement and return to you at all costs. Like looking for a lifebuoy to save me. But unfortunately, she just walked away, not looking back

I wish she would never leave me again. Oh, God! My baby! I rushed to her, enveloping her in a tight embrace, while sobbing loudly. She seemed taken aback, yet I felt her arms wrap around me in return when she recognized me. Why was she harboring such thoughts? I would never leave her. Never. ''I love you so much, baby. Please never doubt my love for you...'' I cried, my voice trembling as I spoke. ''I didn't leave you. I would never leave you, because my love for you is boundless...''

But the seat opposite remained empty, a stark reminder of her absence. This trip to Miami, meant to be a voyage of healing, was fast becoming a descent into a desolate landscape of longing. Every mile was a testament to the distance between us, every passing moment a reminder of the void she had left behind. I was leaving, but a part of me, the most vital part, was staying behind, tethered to her, bound by a love that refused to be silenced.

Who wouldn't be if they could finally live a normal life with the person they married? I don't even ask him to love me. I won't. Because in the end, he'd only be the one to suffer because I'd have to leave him behind. That is if I even make it to twenty years. Truth is, now, I only have one year left. Still, I'm happy. So happy that I've had the chance to love someone. For so long, the only person I ever cared about was myself. Now, I have Jared. And even though he doesn't see me, not the way I wish he would, I feel more alive loving him than I ever did surviving alone.

The comments I posted were instantly drowned out by the furious online discussions of strangers. My eyes gradually blurred as I stared at the phone screen. The words became unreadable to me. Inside my mind, however, a clear and resolute voice sounded. "Go die. No one here stands with you. Your fiance has abandoned you, too. After you die, you can reunite with your mom and dad." I slowly stood up and touched the photo of our once-happy family of three. After a long pause, I made a painful decision. I tore off the protective cover of the frame. Then, without a moment's hesitation, I used the sharp corner of the frame to slash my own wrist.

Only if he knew. They went directly into her room, closing the world out behind them. Quinn stood her ground, though her heart was hammering so hard it felt like it might burst. "You left," she whispered, her voice trembling with the three months of built-up frustration and longing forgetting that they were never lovers to begin with, but her mind was already messed up and transformed that she felt like a kitten abandoned by her owner. "You left me here like I was nothing."

"Please... you just need to get out." She froze, looking at me through a sudden veil of tears. "Fine," she whispered, her voice trembling. "If you want me to leave, I’ll leave. But you need to know this first, I love you. I love you so much that I wanted to spend every single moment of my life with you. Do you have any idea how much it hurts? To live under this same roof, to be in this same building, and not be allowed to see you? To be this close and feel a thousand miles away?" She let out a ragged sob, then abruptly threw down the things she had been helping me with. They hit the floor with a dull thud as she turned and bolted for the door.

“You are right! I don't know you… yet. I know you only as the stranger we saved, but I want to know you! That’s why I want you to stay, so that I can mould myself into the perfect paryne for you.’ I froze. Not because I believed her, but because that desperation didn’t sound like love. It sounded like a drowning woman clinging to wreckage. Her footsteps raced behind me, and the next thing I knew, her hand clamped around my wrist. “If you leave…” Her voice trembled, chest heaving as she pressed herself to me, “I’ll die too.” I turned slowly, looking down at her. Her eyes were wild and wet, pleading, rimmed with the sadness of losing something after coming too close to it.

She said as she hit me, her fists pounding against my chest, as tears choked her voice. I stared at her, shocked by her outburst, I had never seen her like this before and It broke me, shattered my heart into a million pieces. If she wanted me to leave then I would leave, i let go of her and turned to leave, but couldn't resist one last look. My voice was barely audible, husky as I struggled to control the tears. "If this is what you want, then fine...I'll let you go." I bit my lips, fighting to hold back the tears, but they threatened to fall anyway. "Know this, Scarlet...I love you. I'll never stop loving you."

He had asked me if I wanted to leave with him. Back then, he had looked at me with a mixture of anxiety and determination. But I was still worried about Dominic, who was already spiraling down the abyss of despair, so I turned Adrian down. Adrian hated how pathetic I was, so he ended up flying out of the country a while after that. This time, he left for two years. During those years, all of my love was ground down to nothing because of Dominic's hatred toward me. It was then I decided to leave him once and for all.