Layangan Putus Part 2 Novels & Stories

“The world will know how you abandoned your child. I’m sure you would rather not see this gallery fall apart. And we both know there’s no official divorce between us.” Layla scoffed, her confidence returning as she stood her ground and pushed him back with both hands. “I thought by now you’d have some sense, but I can see you’re still daft. Go ahead, do your worst. Let’s see who loses and who wins.” He burst into laughter, shaking his head at her boldness.

Layla cut me off with a girl but friendly voice, her eyes looking directly at me. Right now, she’s talking as a caring and worried friend and I can see it in her eyes that she really wants me to be happy. “We all know he cheated and broke your heart but he mentioned something about couples going through fights and breakup and I can relate with that.” “I broke up twice with my husband and here we are with a set of twins, happily married! I just want to know if you think there’s any chance for the both of you.” “That’s because your relationship with my boss isn’t real and you know this, maybe you both can find love again. You loved him once..”

He freezes. The lady smirks and disappears into the room. I move and take my seat. “How much did you hear?” Philip asks. Scanning my face. I keep it stern. Everyone has an ex, don't they? “A lot, if not everything.” “I broke up with her a long time ago. She hurt me,” His voice is detached. “Did she cheat?” “No.” He drinks again from his glass, “She did something worse.” I don't know why but I didn't want to ask. But then, what could be worse than cheating? After a while, I and Philip leave the bar and head to our different homes.

{Pause} Layla: I'm so sorry. {Pause} Layla: What an ass. You deserve better. {Pause} Layla: Wait, what? {Pause} Layla: You can't stay there if he's going to be there. Promise me. {Pause} Layla: Can you come here? {Pause} Layla: Try. I miss you and I'm worried about you. I better go. Love ya! She hung up and I cleared my throat and she jumped. She turned quickly.

I'm sorry Nick if I could not make it up to you or make you know how much I feel or love you " I don't love him anymore….. yes I sympathize with him but I don't love him anymore you have to at least understand me just be there for me let's do this together let's do what we have to do and let everything be over you don't know maybe after everything is over we can have a 2nd chance " "What do you mean by second chance, I do not want a second child then yes I just want to be with you we should be together you'll be my Luna," he says which raging in his eyes

“I said… I think we should break up.” He blinked once, then again. “You think?” “It’s for the best,” I managed, even though every syllable scraped like glass against my chest. He suddenly laughed. “The best,” he repeated slowly, shaking his head. “For who?” “Liam.. ” “No, seriously, Layla. For who? Because it doesn’t sound like it’s for me, and honestly, it doesn’t sound like it’s for you either.” I swallowed hard. “Please don’t make this harder.”

“Please understand, this marriage cannot go on.” I kept begging, reaching for him, but he took a step back. “I am sorry, Kyra. I really wanted to sort this out indoors but it would only make sense to end it here. So, I, Killian Darkmoon, reject you, Kyra Nightingale, as my mate.”

"Promise me you'll be a true partner and father to our child." Ethan's heart swelled with emotion, he nodded, his voice filled with conviction. "I promise, Layla. I'll be the partner and father you deserve. We'll face everything together, as a family." Layla smiled and hugged him, Ethan's arms wrapped around her, holding her close as they shared a warm embrace. Layla's smile was a ray of sunshine, illuminating the tension and stress that had filled the room just moments before. As they hugged, the air was filled with a sense of forgiveness, understanding, and new beginnings.

Tiar’s name appeared on the screen. Laya stared at it for a long time. She wanted to answer. A part of her still wanted to hear the voice of the man she had loved for so long. But another part of her was simply too tired to step back into the same cycle. The call ended. A few seconds later, he called again. Laya finally turned off the screen. Not because she had stopped loving Tiar. But because she still loved him enough to know that if she went back that night, nothing would truly change.

As such, she won't linger around anymore and it worked. Justin closed the door instantly behind Layla. He was glad that he finally got the chance to speak to her alone, without Damian lingering around. Layla was uncomfortable and didn't maintain eye contact when Justin asked, “Are we on track?” ‘ No I don't think so, we spoke about this yesterday, I messed things up and I think it's high time we stop this game. My heart is singing a different song and intend to follow the lyrics’ was what Layla intended to say but instead, she chose silent and rather asked,