Novel & Cerita For My Abandoned Love

Aria teased. Philip flushed. “Aria… do you still believe in love?” Aria went silent, turning to look out the window at the sky. Blue skies, free-floating clouds… that had been her dream during those six months in prison. Freedom. But now that she was truly free, her heart no longer had a home. “I don’t know,” she murmured. “Maybe… I just haven’t met someone who can make my heart race again. Not with this body… Who could ever love someone like me?”

His eyes misted over as he answered, "I used to be engaged to someone I loved deeply. But I made mistakes, terrible ones. I don't expect her to forgive me; I just wish she wouldn't leave without saying a word." His eyes were locked on me, but I felt numb inside. I chuckled dryly and said, "That's truly unfortunate." As soon as the interview ended, I grabbed my bag and made a beeline for the exit. Raymond caught up with me in just a few steps. He seized my hand and stopped me from leaving. "It's been a while, Xy. I've missed you. Don't you have anything to say to me?" He looked like an abandoned puppy, wagging its tail, pleading for its owner to just take a look at him.

All the things I once dreamed of having were now within my grasp, but it did not interest me anymore. I gently pushed the artwork back toward him, my gaze steady as I looked at my dad. "I don’t like calligraphy. I never liked it. I only pretended to like it because I was envious. I envied how Issa could scribble just a few words and earn your praise. I just wanted your love. But Mr. and Mrs. Acosta, I don’t need it anymore." The change in how I addressed them made their eyes widen in shock. My mom’s head shot up to look at me, her expression devastated.

A cold, desperate fury mixed with a profound sense of injustice consumed her. "You can't do that, Dad," she whispered, her voice trembling but laced with defiance. "You can't tell me who I can and can't marry. I love Dante. And if you won't let us be together, if you won't support our love, then… then I don't want to live!"

Naturally, I couldn't make a sound. Even I thought it was absurd. What was I still hoping for? Suddenly, I felt a familiar ripple. Ryan was initiating a mind-link. For the first time in his life, he was reaching out to me. However, the mind-link never connected. The bond decreed by the Moon Goddess had shattered the moment I died. All he could hear was the final echo I had sent before my soul slipped away. "Let the Moon Goddess be my witness. You will lose the one you love forever."

She said, "I know." "Ha!" the man exclaimed. He was curious. "Aren't you madly in love with him? You rejected me because of him and blocked my number. You even went as far as to set up a bet to force me out of Seaport. What happened? Did you get dumped?" Sadie replied honestly, "Yes, I did. I was too blind to tell the difference between a man and a bastard." The man was standing in front of French windows, looking out at the view from a random villa in Capitol City. He had a mysterious smile on his face.

Gabriel kissed me back and squeezed me tighter to his body. “I’m sorry, my love.” He whispered. “All you have to do is say I, and your name, reject you, Gabriel Tomas Nielsen, as my mate. It won’t cause you any pain to initiate the rejection, and I really don’t want you to suffer. You might feel some pain when I accept it, but it won’t be as strong.”

We might be in the body of nineteen years old, but our minds and emotions were way ahead of everyone. "We don't want to waste time," he said, then he gazed into my eyes, "I don't want to waste time anymore. I belong to you, and you belong to me." I pressed my lips. Neither am I. I don't want to waste time. "I have abandoned her before, left her alone," he shook his head as his eyes stared blankly at his plate, then he looked at me again, "I'm sorry, my love, but it won't happen again. I promise."

What is the reason when you really could've any man you want? I don't see what I have to offer. I should've been a season. Guess you could see I had potential. Do you know you're my miracle? I'm like a statue Stuck staring right at you. Got me frozen in my tracks. So amazed how you take me back Each and every time our love collapsed. Statue Stuck staring right at you. So when I'm lost for words Every time I disappoint you, It's just 'cause I can't believe That you're so beautiful.

I’d seen it once – tucked in a box of old things my father burned when I was twelve. “My darling girl,” It began. “They won’t let me hold you. Won’t let me name you. But I want you to know… you are not abandoned. You are loved. You are mine. And you will be powerful. One day, when your voice shakes the world, remember it came from me. Forgive me for leaving. But I had to. For you.” No signature. No goodbye. Just a whisper on a page, left to rot in a stranger’s coat.