Invisible To My First Love Novels & Stories

But he kept his hold on it, so with tears in my eyes I looked up. "Noor, just—" Ah—I couldn't forget him for even one moment, could I? Even now, I still remember every single detail, clearly etched on my mind. I loved him dearly, with all my heart and more than I thought I could love anyone. I loved him so much that sometimes the hurt of not being with him turned to physical pain. I missed him for every second that I spent away from him. But I have learnt that in life, after you give up on something, truly give up on it—then you don't care whether it's in your possession or not.

Will you accept my love? The trio was surprise. Jack said open the box and see what’s in there. Inside were a medium box and another small box. She saw a beautiful diamond ring with a note. “One day you will meet me when the time is right. But for now, please keep this ring as my birthday gift for you -Love, your secret admirer.” Nobody knows its Debbie’s birthday (April 16). Abby take off and surprises Debbie. In the afternoon, she went to Debbie’s office and request for a lunch out.

His eyes still held a lot of pain and something else- something big, and something intense that I couldn't hold his gaze for long. "The other thing I've hidden from you is...the fact that I love you." I froze. My heart started beating loud- too loud. So loud that I could hear the beating loudly in my ears among the silence of the night. I couldn't believe my ears. I wanted to pinch and slap myself and wake up from this dream. But Adrian continued speaking. "I love you, Evelyn White. I have ever since I've known the meaning of love. In fact, even before that. I've loved you from the moment you came to me with your blueberry muffin that first day when I was 10. And I've never stopped once."

"I don't know...I'm lost. I love her, Max. I'm not ready to give up on her.” “Love? Bro you just met her.” Max said. “This isn’t love. It's an obsession.” "I know it sounds insane, but I just can't get her out of my head.” I muttered. “I’m going to win her over. Somehow.” “Vincent,” he warned, “I don't think that's a good idea, what if she ended up hating you more?” “Trust me,” I said, ignoring the nagging doubt creeping in. “All girls like surprises and money. I’ll figure it out.”

After a brief silence, he said, "A little over a year." She smiled. "And you hadn't once realized you had the wrong person throughout the year?" His expression was composed, and his stare was stern. "There's no love at first sight in this world. All I saw back then was a woman's back. I thought that the person I saw played the piano wonderfully, and that's why I wanted to meet her." He stared at her. "It was nothing more than a trigger. I wasn't deeply in love with you." His words were cruel but truthful.

Ten-year-old Rhett Grimfang glared at me. I was just about to turn and leave when the hem of my gown became stuck at the corner of the table, tearing it open with a loud rip. "You scheming she-wolf! That was the dress my mother loved most!" Rhett's eyes were red as he stared at me with hatred. "Rhett… you're lying. Sylvia loved gowns inlaid with moonstone crystals. How could she possibly have cherished this plain, old white dress?"

he asked, his tone almost panicked. I shook my head, my voice choked with emotion. "When did you take the gown?" He looked a little embarrassed, rubbing the back of his neck. "That morning," he admitted. At that moment, I finally understood what it felt like to be truly loved—something I hadn’t experienced, not even in the five years I had given to James. At that moment, time seemed to stand still. With tear-streaked cheeks, I looked up at Steve’s chiseled face, his expression calm yet tender.

Nothing is more true than half of a lie. “I... I don't know. I'm afraid. I don't want him to hate me." “He doesn't hate you, he just…”He just hates… everybody? I don't know. “See. He doesn't want to be with me, that's why he's always working. I just want him to see me, and... and be proud of me. I've tried so hard, I'm the best at school. But it's like I'm... I'm invisible." She hid her face with her hands as she let the tears she was trying to hold wash the pain in her heart. I know how it feels. When you give all of you in vain. When your best is not enough.

“Why can’t you just see me? I’ve been trying! I’ve done everything, Evelyn! Why can’t you just stop fighting me for one damn second and just, just look at me?” She shoved the iPad toward me, her fingers trembling now. You want to talk about being seen? I’ve been invisible to you for years, Louis. I did everything I could to make you see me. And you never did. Do you even remember the first day we met? You looked at me like I wasn’t your type. And I never was. I never will be. So why not stay with someone who sees me now? I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

I spoke to the night wind, Asking the darkness, Why is this love unable to Penetrate the invisible boundaries? In the suffocating silence, I fall silent in memory, Your face, your smile, floats, As if far away at the end of the sky. This love, which once felt real, Is now just a faint shadow, Buried in the heart, Unrequited, unrevealed, unforgettable. In this sadness, I learn, accept the bitter truth, that not all love finds its way,