Lost In Love Times Novels & Stories

Then he died. She was framed for his death. Lily was broken and traumatized, and her mother was still unwell, so she was very worried about her. Thalia listened, offering a supportive ear and sharing stories of her own to lighten the somber mood. Despite their grim circumstances, a fragile friendship blossomed between the two.

“Love seeks to understand, even before being understood. It listens, and honors what’s shared.” Teri could barely see through her tears as she collected and packed her few belongings. “Love apologizes and forgives.” Her voice wavered with the emotions battering and shattering her like a ship tossed against the rocky shore. “It isn’t doubling down with your own issues, Jim.” Walking around the desk to stand directly before him, she glared directly into his angry icy blue eyes. “Love is a decision. Deliberate. Conscious. You do it when you don’t want to. When it’s hard. Even when it hurts.” Side-stepping Jim, Teri walked past Mark and Carla without a word, heading toward the administrative off

He again was nodding except this time he had a sigh as he could see it in his own head, “somehow someone had put a curse on what the six of us or seven of us and were supposed to relive everything again?” “No, we don’t relive everything again. We usually end up finding you at some point, and we try to make it up to you so the next life, if we’re that lucky we can start completely fresh and we won’t have to completely relive finding you and watching you leave. It hurts all of us having to completely find you and then watch as you fall in love with one of us again not always the same person. I hate to say it like this but we’ve all had a taste for you, we all still love you. Whereas you just r

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In a fit of rage, she crashed her car into him. "Well, the two of them are still in the hospital. One is in a vegetative state, and the other is paralyzed. I'm not sure who's worse off." "Warren Group's been bought out, too. It's never coming back." After I heard of what happened, I quickly forgot about it. Because from the day I married Roscoe, Benji's name became like any other ordinary name in the world. I didn't dwell on it, and I'd never think of him again.

That was exactly why she had hated me for the last three years. Since I had lost the wager anyway, there was no point in hiding the truth any longer. "Your mother and I made a wager three years ago. As long as I married you, you wouldn't have to marry that cripple from the Pruitt family." The Cross family legacy, my parents… I had already lost the things I treasured most. I didn't want to lose the last person who mattered to me. But even after more than 20 years by her side, I still couldn't win.

She opened it slowly, revealing a Rolex watch, sleek, expensive, flawless. It was the birthday gift she had prepared for him. Now, it felt laughable. Without hesitation, Ava walked to the trash can. Splat. The watch worth over a million disappeared among discarded paper and plastic. She exhaled slowly. Three years of love. Three years of sacrifice. All wasted. From now on, she told herself, I’ll live only for myself. Ava walked out of the villa, hailed a taxi, and gave the driver an address. Her own villa.

They didn't deserve my love. To Aaron, I was just some desperate woman. To Jeremy, I was nothing more than a schemer who'd used him to worm my way into the Mueller family, trying to replace Celia. After spending years giving them everything, even my own heart, they just crushed it underfoot with a smile. But no matter how cruel they were, my heart still hurt. … I didn't get home until 1:00 am after dealing with my injuries. The doctor had to put in over a dozen stitches and tried to admit me, but I turned him down. I just took the prescription and got out of there.

He shouted as I walked away, "Fine, I had a slight thing for her. I was under so much stress starting my company, and you were busy with school, not around all the time. But believe me, you're the one I love most. Even when I misunderstood you, I never wanted to break up. I was going to propose after graduation." "Enough!" I cut in. "Don't you get it? The moment your heart strayed, we were done. You're just easing your guilt now. Even without her, there'd be others. If we got married, it'd only end in divorce because of your cheap character." ... Shawn choked out, "I'm sorry, Scarlett." Pain took hold of him. He couldn't say more. I faced him one last time. "I loved you once and gave you eve

Not just on my face. On us. I sagged against the door, disbelief washing over me. I don’t know how long I stood there, completely numb. The tears didn’t fall. They just stuck in my eyes like they were frozen—just like I was. “I love you, Alexis,” I whispered into the door. “I love you so fucking much. I don’t know how to fix this, but I’ll figure it out. Just… give me some time.” She didn’t answer. Didn’t open the door.