Far Away Love Novels & Stories

He could tell that I was not as loving as before. However, all he did was console himself and nothing else. He had it all planned out. Eric was going to keep basking in the love I gave him after we got married while still sneaking around with my sister in bed. I lowered my eyes and pretended everything was fine. Eric's love for me had always been true, and I never doubted it for one second, but it seemed like true love was not eternal. I must have caught a cold from coming home in the rain. At midnight, I started to burn up. My head was heavy, and I felt extremely drowsy. In my muddled state, I could hear Eric calling out to me.

James was immersed in a deep melancholy in the living room, enveloped by a dense cloud of cigar smoke, while a bottle of liquor rested beside him. His lips still tasted of the burning kiss he had given Meg, and his mind remained immersed in the confessions they had exchanged. The love they felt for each other was undeniable, intense and true, but this was the tragedy that surrounded them. It was a forbidden love, an impossible love, destined to face innumerable barriers and challenges.

That's when my parents decided to bring me the USA to have an operation. I don't believe in long distance relationships. It won't work. I am sure of that. If we continue this relationship, I'll just give her false hopes and there are also a lot of what ifs. What if my operation won't be successful? I'll die and leave her with a broken heart. That's not my thing. So I broke up with her.

“Callum, Matt has no family here. He needs someone to stay with him for now. You should go home on your own today.” I nodded calmly, letting go of the last shred of hope in my heart. Sienna seemed quite pleased with my reaction. “Good boy. I’ll make it up to you later.” I stared at the peeled apple. After an afternoon, its skin had already oxidized and turned yellow. No matter how expensive the variety, it ultimately could not withstand the passage of time. It was just like Sienna’s love for me. It was once so fiery and warm. Yet after all these years, it had turned into bland, tasteless tap water.

A single tear slipped from the corner of my eye and fell onto the withered petals. In the end, Julia and I had nothing left but a love that bloomed too briefly and faded too soon. The End.

Thank you so much for reading A Love Too Close. I truly want to apologize for disappearing without informing you all properly. I was battling a very critical illness and had to completely step away for recovery. It took time, but thank God I recovered and I’m finally back stronger and ready to continue updating consistently again 🤍 Thank you to everyone who stayed patient and continued supporting this story despite my absence. Please don’t forget to add the book to your library, leave comments, and share your thoughts. More twists, drama, and emotional moments are coming soon.

“Yvette, did you see the news?” The moment the call connected, Yarden’s voice became gentle. “Henry and Sophia… It’s really over this time.” Yvette said calmly, “Yarden, I don’t care anymore. My classes are really busy. I probably won’t be able to come home to see you anytime soon.” Yarden sighed and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. He looked out at the nearby skyscrapers. “That’s fine. Being away from all that drama is probably a good thing. How are things going with Jett?”

He pulled out the repaired Blood Pact ring from his pocket. "Aurora, my darling, my moonlight, I was wrong. If you promise to marry me, I can transfer all my assets to you. From now on, you will be the Lord in name and in deed. I was an idiot before. Give me another chance, okay?" "It’s too late." I shook my head. "You can keep the ring. I don’t need it anymore." "Kieran, I don’t hate you anymore. If hate is still a form of caring, then I did hate you. But now, I feel nothing but a profound disconnect from you."

“Hate lasts longer than love. The only thing I want is never to have anything to do with you again, in this life or the next. “If you manage to survive this, don’t ever show up in front of me again, Yaron.” Then, I pulled my dress free from his grasp and walked away without looking back.

Not to reopen old wounds, but to no longer carry the weight of unanswered questions. If you love someone else now, I hope he knows how precious you are. I still love you, Evelyn. But this time, I love you from afar. In silence. In prayers that never end. William --- Tears fell onto William’s words. The ink blurred slightly, but the meaning grew even clearer.