Dramatically Read Break Up Letter Novels & Stories

Only to be woken up by the ding of my phone, it was late at night and unexpected but when I saw who sent it, I smiled as I clicked on it but it read, [Drake:] Let's break up.

The Eames chair, the million-dollar art, the silent, radiating monitors tracking the pulse of global markets—everything was a rich background to the sordid, paper tragedy before his eyes. His own fingers, so used to dispatching billion-dollar deals with the easy click of the mouse, trembled as he leaned across to grab the envelope. The letter was wafer-thin, appallingly plain. He drew a letter opener along the flap, the tearing prohibitively loud in the quiet room. The documents inside were a work of clinical accuracy. Petition for Dissolution of Marriage. The words were black and white, devoid of emotion. Melissa Anne Crawford v. John Michael Davidson.

I snatched the envelope from her and opened it as quickly as I could. It was still sealed, so I knew they hadn't opened it yet. I found a handwritten letter inside, it was written in Isabella's writing, I started reading: "Mum and dad, I'm sorry, but I can't marry Blake, I know this might come as a huge shock to you but this is what I want, I hope you'll understand why I had to do this. And don't look for me please, I'm fine. I'll come back when I'm ready."

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!”

“Didn’t you get my texts?!Didn’t you read it?When did you become so daft.I am not just breaking up with you now.I broke up with you the day you canceled our engagement party!We are done for life!” I opened the door for him. “Get out,Maxim.I don’t want to ever see you again.I mean it.”

Maybe Marcus had finally decided to explain. My hands trembled as I opened it. My world stopped. The glass slipped from my fingers and shattered on the floor. My body felt as though ice water had been poured through my veins. My eyes blurred as I read the words again and again, praying they would change. It wasn’t a love letter. It wasn’t an apology. It was a divorce letter. I covered my mouth to stop myself from screaming. Tears streamed freely as I stumbled into the living room, fumbling through my bag for my phone. My hands shook so badly that I emptied everything onto the floor just to find it.

‎ ‎She finally sucked in a shaky breath and read: ‎“On behalf of my client, Mr. Nathaniel Hargrave…” ‎ ‎The room seemed to tilt beneath me. ‎ ‎“…this letter serves as formal notice that Mr. Hargrave will be filing for immediate divorce from Ava Hargrave.” ‎ ‎My mother gasped, clutching her chest as if her heart had been struck. My father’s jaw clenched so tightly I could hear his teeth grind. ‎ ‎“No… no, that’s not possible,” I muttered, shaking my head so violently my vision blurred. “He wouldn’t...he promised me...”

I took the stairs three at a time and threw open our bedroom door. Empty. There was no trace of her scent. The closet was wide open and bare. Her makeup was gone from the vanity. Even her favorite books were gone. All that was left was a single letter on the nightstand. My hand trembled as I picked it up. Her familiar handwriting stared back at me. Damien, The bond is broken. There is nothing between us anymore. I'm gone. —Serena The letter slipped from my fingers and floated to the floor. "No… impossible…" I collapsed by the bed, my hands in my hair. "How dare she? How could she sever our bond?"

“This is her handwriting. You must recognize it.” Danielle flipped through the pages and confirmed that it was indeed her mom’s handwriting. She frowned as this was a letter of apology written by her mom. [Teddy, I know I’m no longer pure and am not worthy of your love, so besides apologizing, I want to say that we should break up. I’ll never bother you again. I’m really sorry for betraying you, and I wish for your happiness in the future.] Danielle was dazed for a moment as she stared at the letter.

Take care, D'Andre, and know that my love for you, as complicated and bittersweet as it is, will forever be a part of who I am. I leave you this letter as a testament to my feelings I had felt for you before, as an apology for the pain I've caused, and as a plea for your understanding. Goodbye, Mr. Cruel Who Lied To Me That Summer. Love, Maiari D'Andre clutched the letter, his hands trembling, a whirlwind of emotions swirling within him. As he flipped the paper, his heart raced with anticipation, hoping for more words, a sign that Maiari might still want him to find her. But all he found was a faded baby picture of Maiari, a tiny version of the woman he had fallen in love with.