Goodbye To Love Starting Anew Novels & Stories

Promises of staying together forever? "Isabella, we'll be together forever," he had said. "I would never betray you. If I do, may I lose my love in every lifetime and live out my days in loneliness." Henry and I had sat in that same cabin, leaning against each other and swearing to each other we would never part. Those memories hit me like a tidal wave, and the Ferris wheel's movements made me feel nauseous. I got off. My thoughts were so chaotic that I couldn't even see where I was going.

Every time he ignored me, I would threaten divorce, hoping he would coax me to stay. He never did. I would always swallow my pride and crawl back to him. I had been such a lovesick fool, genuinely believing time would spark love. But Serena's return shattered that delusion. I finally realized his coldness wasn't a personality trait; he simply didn't like me. Aronespire held nothing but heartbreak for me now. My plan was simple: finalize the divorce and return to Dawnirabay. I gave Laurent one week to sign the agreement so that we could get a number and wait to receive our divorce certificates.

he had pleaded, taking her hands in his, but that didn't last a second. "l will never have another baby with you, Desmond. I don't love you anymore. My love for you has expired. You are just too weak and lacking in so many ways. You won't let go of your past and focus on us. You hang yourself onto your past, Desmond. I can't deal with that anymore "

His voice was hoarse as he said, "Look at me. Just look at me and tell me you don't love me anymore. We had so many memories together. We were so in love. How could you just forget?" I let out a slow breath and met his bloodshot, desperate eyes. "Brandon, I don't love you anymore. Is that clear enough?" In that instant, it was as if all the strength had drained out of him. He started pounding his fists against the ground, over and over, even as blood seeped from his hands, as though he couldn't feel a thing. "Jocelyn, please! Even if you don't love me, we can start over. I'm begging you… Don't do this…"

I thought about leaving a message, then decided against it. At the exact moment the countdown ended, I dragged my suitcase and placed my hand on the door handle. My marriage was over. Right then, to my surprise, the door opened from the outside. Lawrence stood there, sweat on his forehead, looking like he had run all the way. He was breathing hard, a guilty smile still on his face. "I'm sorry, Rebecca. I just finished taking someone back. The car broke down on the way, so I rushed over…" His voice trailed off as his gaze fell on my luggage and the plane ticket in my hand. "Where are you going?"

Lana said, "I-I love you. My love for you isn't tainted at all." A hint of pain flashed past Andrew's eyes. He turned his head to look at the ceiling. His voice was cold, "You're tainted anyway! "If you have an ounce of self-respect left, you should sign the divorce agreement as soon as possible. Lana Paine, you make me sick." Lana cried, "Andrew... I'm not dirty at all... I won't do it again. Can you please give me one more chance? Andrew..."

Vaeh's POV “I pray you love like your momma And you forgive just like she does 'Cause when this life knocks you down I hope you get down on your knees 'Cause that's what I do, that's what I do When I pray for you Oh, when I pray for you I know you're gonna grow up some day But don't forget to take your time And take the time to call back home It ain't always gonna be easy It ain't always gonna be fair I know you ain't always gonna need me But I promise that I'll always be there I pray you love like your momma And you forgive just like she does 'Cause when this life knocks you down

Eden said and eased back in her seat and closed her eyes, wondering why there was a 'good' in 'goodbye'. There was nothing good or wonderful about endings and farewells.

I will finally give you all of me, in every way that is possible. Goodbye, baby. Goodbye for now. — Leonel Aries Sinclair

She replied indifferently. She was about to end the call when she heard him beg, "Wait, don't hang up. I want to make things right. Give me a chance please, Hannah. I want a do-over with you. You and me." "I can't... I'm happy where I am. I feel valued, cared for, and loved. After losing Bridget, that's my breaking point. My love for you died with her." Her words felt like sharp knives pushing into his skin. Slow and painful.