Break Up Story Novels & Stories

The day after I proposed to my fiancée, she sent me a message out of nowhere saying it was over. I called her over and over, frantic, but she hung up every time. I sent message after message, and she read every one without replying. I even went looking for her, but she was nowhere to be found. It was not until I collapsed onto the couch, completely drained and white as a sheet, that I finally saw a new social media post from her childhood friend. [Only Ellery would actually go through with it. She drew the dare to dump her fiancé cold—no explanation, nothing—and she really did it. Absolute legend!] I read it, then replied to her message: [Got it.]

Ian’s hands did not falter throughout, yet his tone was serious and preachy. I didn’t think this side of him existed if I wasn’t watching the footage. He was getting handsy with Roxy while lecturing me solemnly. “What’s so great about marrying into your family? Since you like Roxy so much, why don’t you make her your wife? I’m done. Listen up, Ian. I’m breaking up with you!”

I only caught bits and pieces. "So she sold herself for money?" "This is brutal. He waited until midnight just to see his girlfriend come out with another man." "That filthy bitch. Can we strike her already?" "This couldn't have been the first time. He got cheated on and still waited. How miserable!" "I want Annabeth Leavitt to be struck to death right now!" I stared at the screen, momentarily frozen, and my eyes began to sting. The pressure coming from the court made it hard to breathe. I braced myself, barely managing to stay seated.

"What I saw this evening really break me. You broke my heart...No you broke me...I'm broken Kareem! I'm sorry I can't live with a person who don't value my existence" "Maryam please listen to me at least. I don't even remember exactly what happened!" "You were drunk aren't you? You promised me Kareem! You promised me you won't take drugs or drink again! You do....and what will even happened if I listen to you now?...what happened between us will it change? No it won't...nothing can ever change what's between us... It over Kareem and it's late already" "You're now free...you're free to finally be with your one and only safeenah who has been dead but still into your system" she said and went o

Orlando and I had been together for ten years. I'd looked after his sick mom, sweating out a fever of my own, and where was he? Knocking back drinks with Rosalind, playing therapist to her broken heart. I swallowed my pride at work, getting chewed out by my boss, while he spent the night companying Rosalind because she had cramps. Then, when I got the news my mom had passed, I tried calling him, desperate for support. But nope—phone off. After a wild goose chase, turns out he was at Rosalind's graduation. That was it. I gave up. But Orlando wouldn't let go. Red-eyed, he begged me for just one more chance.

I told her hesitantly. Abby's smile faded at my words. "What? What are you talking about, Annie? Did you break up with Caleb?” She was looking at me without understanding anything. I sighed, already counting on the denial that people around me would have when they found out that my story with Caleb had already come to an end. “That's right, Abby, he and I broke up. We decided it would be better for both of us if we stayed apart.” I told her as I was walking towards the lockers.

Why didn't she tell me? “Nick, it was a few kisses, that's all. I shouldn't have encouraged your feelings without being sure, I'm sorry. - Sofia replied. She was breaking up with him, because of me. She couldn't do that. Not now, after what I knew, that was not fair to either of us. Nick deserved a chance. “And what's stopping you from being sure, Sofia? I know what I want, I want to live my life with the girl I love, who I have always loved... And you?”

She would make the best out of those days. The brunette was determined to pay him a visit once again. The meeting they had was uneventful and short. Albeit this time though, she would tell what she should have in the beginning. She would tell Miguel all the truths. Things couldnt just 'end where everything was still unclear and unheard. She wouldn't let him treat her this way, and she would have to make sure he would hear her out. He had been hurt. Annabelle knew that, but so did she.

The coxinha even gained an air of chic savory glamour. Or maybe not. Maybe it's just a nostalgic beauty influencing the memory, maybe it's just me overvaluing those ten to fifteen minutes break in the office when we were in suburban Liverpool." *** This one I wrote when I had a little big disappointment with a guy I found out was married. Do you believe I didn't suspect anything? At the time, I felt a mortal hatred, so I wrote to clear my mind and, in addition, to be able to forget about him. And I did it, and now the unfortunate is eternalized so that the smart one here will never fall for the same prank again.

I continued, "Completing this wedding that I've put so much effort into is more important to me. Did you not notice? Every wedding photographer today deliberately avoided you. I'll edit the wedding video myself." Gabriel's face darkened as he pressed his lips tightly together. His eyes drilled into me as if he wanted to see right through me. "Are you breaking up with me?" I took a deep breath and met his gaze. "I think what I said at the vows ceremony was clear enough. I don't want to be with you."