A Love Untold Barcelona Novels & Stories

The woman before him looked so pitiful, so fragile, that even a harsh word might break her. "No matter how much you like it, you have to stay by my side. Seeing you love but unable to have, do you know how happy that makes me?" He stood up, casually shoving his hands into his pockets. His tall, lean figure stood straight, exuding a wild arrogance that screamed, "Torturing you is my pleasure." "Scarlett, you want to run away with your lover? That's never going to happen in this lifetime." Scarlett looked at him, "What good does it do you to keep me around?"

We did not talk much on the way to the restaurant. When we reached there, it was TEXA. One of my favourite restaurants in LA. I stepped off the car, still anxious. I looked behind to see Sabestine and found him looking at me. I smiled at him and he returned. We made our way inside the restaurant. I am a horrible person. I am always hurting him. Sabestine . That is all even for my selfish reasons, because I wanted to see him, talk to him, laugh with him, look into his eyes just for one more time. I am giving him false hope of us.