Love In The Purple Heart の小説・ストーリー

Rachel Solis was a nurse who used to pursue Xavier obsessively. Years ago, I had miscarried our first child when I caught Xavier cheating on me with her. Back then, he'd knelt before me and sworn that he never stopped loving me. "I'm her first love. She loves me too much," Xavier explained lightly. "I can't let her down like that. The surrounding colleagues chuckled. "Besides, being with Sheila just feels like a task to tick off my to-do list lately. She wants a child too badly. That makes me feel like a tool."

Of course, only a person who once loved you knew exactly where to stab to hurt you the most. I could not even summon anger anymore. It felt like disappointment had hollowed me out completely. My heart felt empty. What I hated most was my own helplessness. “There’s no need to make such a spectacle, Mr. Stone. “It’s just a few words. Don’t disturb my mother’s peace.” I handed the tablet back to him. Suddenly, he grabbed my hand and demanded, “Why aren’t you wearing the engagement ring I gave you?”

I kept my tears in check as I spoke. "Mommy, I know I won’t make it. That’s why I divided the two million into three portions. Each of you gets one card. "There’s just one thing I can’t understand, Mommy. "Tell me, why haven’t you been able to love me? Not even once in two lifetimes?"

His dark hair was tousled, and his eyes, the colour of deep forests, bore into her soul. She blushed, feeling a wave of excitement mixed with nervousness wash over her. ‘Do you know what kind of flowers?’ Elias asked. ‘I don’t know,’ Callie replied, her voice soft and gentle. ‘I just think they are pretty.’ ‘It’s purple lilac, a flower that grows only in the northern region of Engalia,’ Elias explained. ‘The meaning of purple lilac is an unforgettable first love.’ Callie was stunned. She thought it was just some wildflowers the corporal had plucked from the field.

Once we go back, I'll stay there with you. "I already called off my engagement with Jessica. From beginning to end, the only person I've ever loved is you. Millie… Please come back to me, okay?" He apologized through choking sobs. Even though the people around us could not understand the language he spoke, the sight of him kneeling there still moved some of them. However, as I looked at him, I realized something. The disgust I once felt was gone. All that remained inside me was calmness. During this past year, I had already erased his name from my heart. The scars were still there, but looking at him now felt no different from looking at a stranger.

Purple splotches that no girl should have on her skin. I clench my jaw. 'Amore, you shouldn't let him touch you like that.' My jaw ticks. 'You were supposed to be mine, amore.' But I don't say any of that. I walk away. But not too far. I stay close enough to see her sigh in relief. Close enough to smell the lavender soap in her hair. It fucking burns my heart, the faded purple bruise peeking just above her neckline. 'You think I don't notice? The marks. The limping. The way you flinch when someone raises their voice.'

I felt like I caught him off guard for a moment as I continue, "and that's not it even in my nightmare you are calling me sweetheart. " "Sweetheart, it must be a coincidence-" I cut him off. "No, I thought the same but explain to me. How could it be a coincidence when before today I never met you but you are appearing in my dreams and how could you be that same guy who kidnapped me in real life?!" I tried my best to make him understand what I am saying. "If you want to make me your wife then that's at least I should know, No?" He stares at me, silently for a few moments, observing what I said before he spoke. "Would you believe if I say we both were lovers in the past life? and your parents

The little girl had closed her eyes anticipating the wrath of her father who was boiling in anger and looking at her angrily. Mr. Hari Prakash Joshi was shocked beyond repair. He had visualized his daughter to make him proud by joining the Indian Air Force as a fighter pilot but his daughter had betrayed him. He looked down at the wet grass disappointed in his daughter who always preached that she wanted to serve the nation by joining the defence forces while Parisa’s heart was thumping loudly.

Or with the person you love the most? “Let’s take you home…” I felt hands lifting me up, yet my body was too painful to act. My heart was hanging on Just one vein, one string named Aurora, Aurora, I want her back in my life. I want Aurora… I’m sorry for killing Paxton’s Heathen, but I’m not sorry for killing Heathen. I guess, sins counts, that’s why true love only happens with people with heart, a rather pure heart. So, will my love be fulfilled? How many sins did I commit?

“You don’t owe Kim your heart after all this, Riele. He’s made his choice. Let yourself have something that isn’t pain.” There was a pause. A long silence between the two women who had grown up together, cried together, healed together. “I still love Kim,” Riele said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I know,” Charlotte replied, “But maybe loving someone doesn’t always mean staying.” That sentence hung in the air like perfume. It lingered. Riele walked over to the couch and sat down slowly. Her hand brushed over the note Jay had left. Something warm pressed behind her eyes. “I wish life had a pause button,” she muttered.