A Love Untold Barcelona Novelas e Histórias

As the sky turned golden-orange, Lena couldn’t help but think about the message again. Barcelona. Was it a bluff? A trick? Or something real? She glanced at Carson, his profile calm against the fading light. He looked peaceful. Relaxed. But something in her gut wouldn’t rest. She decided to wait. Just for now. Let peace last a little longer. Later that night, Lena sat in bed with her sketchpad open on her lap. Her phone buzzed again. Unknown number: “He’ll never tell you the whole story. But I will.” Attached was a photo.

But her fair face was flushed really hard like a tomato and it made her look tempting. Miguel smirked. He didn’t know his cousin’s wife was a club goer as well. “I don’t think you should be asking me that because almost all the bars in Barcelona knows me.I’m a regular.But you,I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in these kind of places before.” “I….” “Let me guess,is it because of the news?I read about what happened to you.Is Lorenzo threatening to leave you because of that?is that why you’re here right now?To drink away your pain?”

But she couldn't understand all properly why he locked her into the store just because he wanted to, and waited for everyone to leave so he could get his anger out on her. She was lost in her thoughts when her apartment’s door began knocking, she opened and saw Jenny was at the door. "What? You are alone so what took you this long?" She walked inside, and said excitedly, "I can't tell you how excited I am for sharing this news with you. I waited for today to come here and tell you in person and see your reaction-" She said excitedly and turned back, when Selena came and hugged her suddenly. She was taken aback, "Wha- Is everything-"

I replied. "You don't love him for him because of his skills, you love him just because you love him. And he probably feels the same way. His love for you won't be determined by whether you can ride a bike or make breakfast without burning down the kitchen; it will be based on the moments when it's just you two against the world." She explained. "Thanks, Melissa." I smiled. "Anytime, Eiran." She smiled back. With nothing else to do, I decided to walk around the station a bit. Things had quieted down a lot since the last break-in at the Colgate University museum.

“I just ,I hate this, Sky. It’s not fair.” A lump formed in my throat, and I forced myself to blink away the tears threatening to spill. “I know.” We sat in silence for a while, the noise of the city buzzing faintly through the walls. I had lived in Barcelona for four years, built my own life here. It was the city I had come to love, where I found freedom. And now, I was being pulled away from it for a marriage I never wanted. The sound of a car horn outside startled me from my thoughts. Emma straightened up from the bed. “Is that…?”

“Take a look at those photos. Those were just a few of the places I want us to shoot in Barcelona.” I looked down at the folder and slowly visited it. I can’t help but admire the beauty of the places. I can’t even think that I can visit this place in the next few days. “Barrio Gotico, Montserrat Mountains, Montjuic Hill, and Poble Espanyol are my best choices,” he commented. I turned the page to find the place he was talking about, and again, I admired the places he mentioned. “Do you like it?” I slightly nodded. I’m speechless. I have nothing to say about the beauty of the place.

The next morning, they awoke to the sound of the waves crashing against the shore. After a leisurely breakfast in their room, they set out to explore more of Barcelona. They visited the Sagrada Familia, awe-struck by the intricate detail and beauty of the cathedral. They also spent a day at the beach, soaking up the sun and enjoying each other's company. In the evening, they dined at a Michelin-starred restaurant, where they sampled some of the finest Catalan cuisine. The food was exquisite, and the ambiance was perfect for their romantic interlude.

Love. END

Sparing him one more glance, she left the restaurant. Adon and Sarah hadn’t said anything to each other since his last question. Seems like it had a huge impact on Sarah. Sarah sighed after a while “I need you to understand that Paul loves me a lot”. “And I need you to understand that I love you more”. Adon banged his hand on the table angrily making her flinch backwards. He stood up and left the restaurant angrily.

Un rire sans joie s'échappe de ses lèvres. -Et quoi, les putes non pas droit à l'amour? s'enquit-elle la voix tremblante. -Non, on ne peut pas être amoureuse. L'amour n'est pas fait pour nous. -Tout le monde a le droit d'être amoureux. argumente-t-elle. -Il y a une exception à chaque règle. Ses iris se baignent dans un océan de larme qu'elle essaie de retenir de couler. Kelly lui caresse tendrement les cheveux pour la consoler.