Lose You To Love Me Book の小説・ストーリー

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She never even stopped to think if I would survive. She had already changed. She just refused to admit it. "I used to give in easily," I said quietly, "but that was for the version of you who loved me. Not for the version that chose to hurt me." I paused, then met her eyes. "Janice… I don't love you anymore." The love I once had for her had long since turned into nothing but disappointment and pain. I thought I had let it go, but the wound still ached deep down.

Leo's face went pale as he stared at me in disbelief. He was not like Dominic. After we separated, he did not stay in contact with me for long. This was the first time he was seeing just how sharp I became. My words were like a blade, ripping apart the fragile cover he was hiding behind. "Leo, you don't love anyone. The only person you love is yourself. "You should go check on your son. Goodbye." I went back to my own place.

Now, it’s time to return the moon. Forrest, these years have been exhausting. Thank you for staying by my side, for healing Laura, who was on the brink of losing herself, and giving me the courage to live again. So don’t worry about me. I’ve been confined by the shell of the Ivey family my whole life, and now I want to find a life that’s truly mine. I’ll carry our most beautiful memories with me for the rest of my life. You don’t need to blame yourself. You’ve been an excellent partner. You’ve taught me what love is. Being with you has made me truly happy. I have no regrets. Take care of yourself. Goodbye.

I argued. "This is a matter of life and death, Tessa! Why are you so hung up about the money?" Jonathan swatted me away impatiently. I lost my balance and fell. A sharp pain bolted through me from the waist down, and I wanted to call for help. The last thing I saw before I passed out was Jonathan leaving me. He didn't so much as spare me a backward glance. … It was late at night when I finally came to. I was alone in the dark hospital room, and I didn't have to be a psychic to know Jonathan was keeping Charlotte and Amanda company.

But the photos on the wall—photos of the two of them together—had been ripped apart, the frames shattered. And the letters she had once written to him, pages filled with quiet affection, were now nothing but ash. Just like Bella herself—gone without a trace. There was a time when he had told her, again and again, not to love him. And now that she finally didn't, he regretted everything. Maybe this really was what he deserved. Seth let out a hollow laugh, mocking himself. He looked around the room where they'd once laughed together, where her presence used to fill every corner—and felt pain that cut straight through the bone.

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First, I needed to take back everything he stole from me, my dignity, my future, and the girl I used to be before him. And I would. Piece by piece. Flame by flame. A bitter smile curved my lips as my father’s disappointed face flashed through my mind. He hadn’t said anything that day, but didn’t need to. I knew exactly what he was thinking. I was the black sheep of our family. I defied reason and always chose wrong. “What do you want me to do?” Chelsy asked, her tone serious now. “Do you trust me?” I asked in return. “Of course! Would I have stuck by your side all this time if I didn’t?”

Eyes still closed. Legs trembling. Then he just took one book from the shelves. “Here,” he said, stretching his arm out. “Take a look at this book.” I quickly snapped out of the moment. It was as if I had just woken up from a very interesting dream. He looked at me with a tiny, knowing smile—one that almost mocked me. It was the first time he had smiled genuinely at me. “This book—Lost in the Ruins of His Heart—it’s a really deep love story,” he said with a tone that carried a strange joy. “It follows the journey of a girl searching for her identity.”