Ariana Leave Me Lonely Novels & Stories

Ariana I left a farewell letter to my parents, which is just beside my bed, I don't know if they have seen it or not. The days wore on as I journeyed through unfamiliar lands, seeking refuge in various hostels along the way. Each night, I found myself surrounded by the laughter and intimacy of loving couples, their affectionate gestures a stark reminder of the companionship I had lost. In the hostels, I watched as couples shared tender glances and whispered sweet words, their closeness a testament to the warmth of their bond. This relieved my loneliness of traveling alone.

[Misha] “How could you leave me? We’ve built a life together?” She doesn’t respond. Reaching for the door, she is only a few steps away from disappearing on me again. Panic tightens in my chest. Ariana is my wife—the only woman I’ve ever loved. She just needs to stop long enough to listen to me. Long enough to remember us. “You can’t leave me,” I say sharply. “You need me.” The words come too fast, too desperate.

She walked in without a word, went straight to the bed, and sat down. “You’re not going to tell me what you were doing out there alone?” Liam asked finally, closing the door behind them. Ariana didn’t even look at him. “I was taking a walk,” she said. “Near an abandoned lot in the middle of nowhere?” She said nothing. Liam exhaled slowly, tried again. “Rina…” “Don’t,” she said quietly, cutting him off. Her voice wasn’t angry. It was… tired. Tired of lies. Tired of pretending.

There’s a huge fountain in the middle of the room with the statue of the moon goddess in the center of it. “Please, Arles. I am sorry,” she pleads and by now tears are streaming down her face. I turn to face her. My eyes are swallowed by darkness and Rey is clawing at my chest to let him out. It’s hurting me to see her crying but it hurt me more when she decided to leave this place.

A woman who has everything except the one thing she actually wants. “Don’t give me that look,” Elena says, kicking off her Louboutins and collapsing on my velvet sofa. She’s effortless glamour, all legs and sharp wit. My best friend and my worst influence. “You’re lonely, Aria. Admit it. If you don’t start living again, I swear I’ll sign you up myself.” “I’m not lonely,” I lie, taking a sip. My voice is too flat, even for me. “I’m selective.”

“I’ll handle it.” He walked away. Like nothing had just shifted between them. But it had. Something important. Something defining. — That night— Ariana didn’t go to him. Again. Not out of defiance. Not out of fear. But because she needed to sit with that realization. Alone. Her apartment felt colder. Quieter. She changed slowly, moving through her space without distraction. No music. No noise. Just her thoughts. She sat on the couch, phone in hand. And this time—

On the way, Zayne shook his head in disappointment, “I can’t believe Dorian called Ariana back.” “The only thing it will do is to push Antler over the edge to watch the woman who left him.” I nodded in agreement. Everyone was against his orders, but none of us had a word in that. “I do remember her being your senior and Antler’s girlfriend. I don’t know the reason behind their breakup– She left him?” Zayne asked casually. “Not like that. Ariana was transferred to England to handle the matters there. She couldn’t maintain a long-distance relationship so they mutually broke up after college.” I explained the not-so-tragic end of his first relationship.

"I did it for you! Brian was way out of line! He didn't even ask about the facts before taking Evelyn's side! It makes my blood boil!" Then, Selena grumbled, "Why didn't you tell him it was Lila and Maddie who started it?" "It wouldn't have mattered. Why bother?" Ariana's tone was calm. "Besides, the more Brian hates me, the farther I can stay away. I don't want to be his wife." "That's true." While the campus medic tended to Selena's face, Ariana stepped outside and took out her phone. She quickly dialed Miranda. "Yes, Ms. Torrey?"

******* Inside the car of Tristan driving on the road, Ariana has been quiet and absent-minded ever since they left her house. “Ari, why are you so quiet? You've been like this ever since we left your house. Why? Do you want to go back?” Tristan asked after a long time when he couldn't hold back the silence anymore. “Go back to where? To that prison? Naaa, I'm quiet because… Well, you saw that man, right? I mean, the one I kissed, I feel like… You know what, never mind.” Ariana tried to tell Tristan how she was feeling, but she actually didn't know how to put her words together.

omg Carl I'm so happy for you" "Will need the dirt after we show luna her room for tonight", Ariana added with a smirk on her face, "let me take my clothes first" I squeaked, " leave them I'm sure one of the maids will bring them" Ariana piped in with a wicked smile on her face which Carly returned to her ,I found it strange in a way but then decided to leave it,