Countdown To Heartbreak Novels & Stories

The countdown appeared in the corner of the screen. 14:59... 14:58... 14:57... The hunt was over. The ultimatum had begun.

My phone buzzed with a text. Ryan: I love you. I'll give you time to decide. But know this: I'm not giving you up without a fight. I stared at that message for a long time before responding. Me: I love you too. And I've already decided. I just need to figure out how to do this without destroying him completely. Ryan: He'll survive. We all survive heartbreak. But you only get one life, Nat. Don't waste it being unhappy. He was right. I knew he was right.

The tightness in my chest was indescribable. Of all times, why did someone like him show up when my heart had been shattered? I couldn't give him any promises. The last nine years had worn down my ability to love someone. Would I step into another relationship just to be let down again? Promises were only meaningful when there was love. I couldn't give empty promises like Tyler. Fortunately, nothing had happened between Matthias and I yet. All we shared was that kiss on the night that I was drunk.

"I know there's been a lot of misunderstanding between us. A lot of things left unsaid. But I hope you'll give me a chance to explain everything." Maya looked at him. For a moment, she said nothing. Then she gave the faintest nod. "Alright, I'll give you that chance." "Maya, after you left four years ago... I missed you. Terribly. That time, my company was going through a major crisis, on the verge of bankruptcy. It was a complete mess. Diana and Mary offered to help. At first, I refused. But then…" He trailed off, his eyes darkening with regret.

John Green had said it right . She gasped for air for a while and tried hard to control . But then she caved in . She started crying her eyes out . Never did she think in her wildest dreams that stuff like betrayal and heartbreak would happen to her . With a heavy heart she started to ponder, "Where did I go wrong . Where did I lack?" They both were students of graphic design at the University of Cincinnati, just that he was one year senior . They met each other at a technology conclave arranged at their University . Then one

He doesn’t even know me and that’s what’s making this feeling easier, knowing he doesn’t know me, at least I’m safe that way. Okay, enough of ShawnLama, lets talk about the real things, the actual happenings in my life. Jeremy and I, have been conversing on WhatsApp and Messenger, with me being an un ashamed ex and him feeling like a Greek god… I am going to take this as slow as possible and even if it takes me 3years to execute the most brutal heartbreak of all times. He would never see it coming and that’s exactly how I want it, just like I never saw his denial coming…

Sitting up, my pulse quickens. Calum wrote me back. My baby replied. I can’t see the content of the email from the notification bar, but the subject is the same as what I’ve been using: Letters to my love. My fingers tremble as I tap on the email. God, please. Just this one thing. But God has forsaken me. What is heartbreak? Heartbreak is nineteen words from the boyfriend you haven’t heard from in over a month. As I reread the content of Calum’s email, I know I’ll never be the same again.

“You know what? It doesn’t matter. I’m done. I give up.” He moved then, closing the small distance between us. “Elliot.” My name on his lips was different tonight. "Look at me.” Reluctantly, I lifted my gaze to his. The moonlight from the window cast shadows across his face, but his eyes were clear, intent. “You think this is it?” he asked, his voice low and steady. “You think one heartbreak is the end of the world? You have your whole life ahead of you. There are going to be so many people, Elliot. Chances you can’t even imagine yet.”

To make up for it, he turned back and repeated a promise. "I'll definitely go to the old house to see you tomorrow." The next day, he broke his promise anyway. I sat on the couch in the old house, looking at my phone. Twelve hours left. A local news alert popped up. Kayla had appeared at a new project launch, with Lawrence standing behind her. Thinking about the promise he had made yesterday, I let out a self-deprecating smile. If he knew these were the last 12 hours with me, would he still break his promise?