For My Abandoned Love の小説・ストーリー

He tightened his grip on my wrist to the point of pain, as if he wanted to crush my bones. "How old is she? Why did you really leave me back then? We loved each other so much. What the hell were you hiding from me?" Five years ago, we were college sweethearts. Everyone thought we were destined to walk down the aisle together. But that winter, while Austin was away on a business trip for his startup, I suddenly collapsed. And from that moment on, our fates were forever changed.

"Don’t worry, I won’t say anything. After all, I…" Before I could finish my sentence, Nathan’s gaze softened. "I know you love me. If Bianca hadn’t come back, I would have been willing to stay with you. But, Sienna, feelings can’t be forced. You love me, but I also love Bianca. I hope you understand." I couldn’t understand. If he loved Bianca so much, why did he allow himself to be with me for three years? It seemed his love was just as casual and cheap as those diamonds.

Adrian's head was fraudulent, and he spoke in a low tone," I have tried to atone, Flora, cast out feelers of reason and concave words, but all that does not matter now. All I've is this accursed weight of muscle- have- beens." Flora's tone cheered for an moment, a flicker of the old warmth percolating out from behind her inured veneer." I used to believe in us, Adrian. I used to suppose that love could overcome indeed the topmost hurts. But now, every time I look at your face, every memory of your abandonment — every hushed word about your failings it dismantles the stopgap I formerly held.

Ann thought it would make no sense to tell her another lie, "my girl, I am sorry I have to tell you this. I have been barren and sad all my life. It was only after I picked you up from the well, during the first battle between the werewolves and the witches, I found joy. I wondered why a mother would do that to her daughter". Avice could not fight back her tears. "so, you are not my mum? I was left to die in the well when you saved me. That explains why my life is so miserable." She wept. Ann went to console her. "But, how could you have kept this from me for so long?" She replied tearfully, "you were too small to bear the truth, now that you are a bit grown up, I felt there was no reason to

But she pretty much don't care. Because today is her big day. She's finally become a freshman at Acadia College. Acadia is a medic school. Every year, they only open 700 slots for new students. This year, she's lucky to be one of those 700. How can she not be pleased? After 6 years studying hard. 6 years unable to meet them, her childhood friends, frequently. She is finally able to reunite with them. She giggled as she put on her earphones and started to play her favorite song. After today, things are gonna get hard. But she knows she'll make it. Because she's Lydia Hayes, the girl who is not affair of anything.

Well, I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I'll share her home I found a love to carry more than just my secrets To carry love, to carry children of our own~" Though the aisle is short, but why does it feel so slow in her perspective? She watched as she is almost in Adrian's arms, Adrian who's waiting for her in the altar, also so nervous.... "We are still kids but we're so in love Fighting against all odds I know we'll be alright this time Darling, just hold my hand Be my girl, I'll be your man I see my future in your eyes~" He was starstrucked by her beauty, couldn't believed that she was back in his arms again, the wedding that was suppose

She really liked things to go ‘the right way’, and hated when things didn’t go as planned. “I just didn’t want to…” Lily struggled to think of a good excuse, “take the focus away from your wedding, of course. It isn’t too serious or anything, yet. He’s a nice looking guy, don’t worry, he won’t ruin your pictures. I promise,” Lily said.

All my love, Celine <3

‘As I stepped out of the place that had always made me feel safe, I refused to lift my head. I didn’t want to raise my face, nor did I want to see how bright that day was. It wasn’t that I didn’t wish to see the beauty of the world, but I was running from the truth—that I had broken the heart of the young man I loved. I couldn’t even look at the sky because it reminded me of him. I was a star who had betrayed the sky by refusing to stay with him and gaze upon him.’

Without his note, I'd have thought it was spilled ink. It had a note too. [June XX, 20XX. Forever Lost My Love. I got what I deserved.]