Novel & Cerita Married Yet Alone-until My Second Chance

They say first love doesn't work out. Rune Durvel had not believed the quote at first but when it happened to her, she felt it to her core. Rune lived with her grandmother. Her parents died early leaving no memories to her. She was an orphan. She grew up as a happy child, and fell in love with Harold Raymond. They were each other's first love. Everything was going well, until one day Rune's grandmother told her that she was destined to marry someone else and hence she should cut all ties with Harold. Rune at first protested, but then she had to agree. It was painful for her to break up with him, and it was hard for Harold to see her slip away from him as well.

At the time I'd hated it because I was already in love with Antonio and had wanted to marry him but my family had refused and in the process I had made Brian's life a living hell. But why? Why was I back here again, right now reliving all these moments? Something at the corner of the room caught my attention. It was a small calendar that had been hung next to the window. The year on the calendar left me in shock and the realization hit me then. I had been given a second chance at life, a once in a lifetime chance to change my future and this time i wasn't going to let it slip from my hands again. "I'm not going to repeat myself again; sign this papers right now," my stepmother snapped, cutti

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Peculiar looked thoughtful, the pillow held tighter. "And don't rush," I continued, my tone firm. "Don't rush into marriage, no matter what anyone says, no matter how old you get. A bad marriage is a life sentence. Being alone is a thousand times better than being lonely and abused in someone else's house.” "But… what if we get older and no one comes?" Peculiar asked, her voice small, voicing the fear I knew they both harbored. "What if we wait and wait, and we end up alone?"

I certainly didn't want to live with them acting like a married couple. “It's been four years Antonio. Four good years,” I muttered, tears flowing non-stop. I couldn't believe he was throwing all that away. What was I expecting getting married to a Mafia boss? I knew deep down that something bad was going to happen. But not this way. Not this manner. Not this marriage! Antonio and I had been married for four years. I needed someone to invest in my business so I made a deal with him. We fell in love. I fell in love.

“I’m sure there are many dying to date such a charming girl like you.” I laughed, shaking my head. “No thanks, I’m better off living alone.” He smiled and placed an arm around my shoulders. “That’s what I used to think before I met your mom, Ellie. I never thought I would marry after my disastrous first marriage. But it happened when I was least expecting it. Everyone deserves a second chance in life. But if you wait for it, you end up feeling more devastated. So, focus on your studies for now. It will happen when it has to.”

It wasn't so bad there; at least there were wineries and I could get drunk in peace. But it was in one of those wineries that I found what my mother called a change of perspective. I met a man who was traveling alone. He had just become a widower after twenty years of marriage, but he wasn't lamenting as much as I was lamenting over a wedding that never even happened. He told me this was his second wife, with whom he had lived wonderful years.

I remember the exact moment I realized I was lonely in my own marriage. It was not during a fight. It was not after cruel words. It was on an ordinary Tuesday night while I was staring at the cracks in our bedroom ceiling, counting them like they were stars in a sky that would never change. My name is Elena Marrow. I am twenty nine years old. I have been married for six years. I live in Briar Glen, a town so small that everyone knows when you buy new curtains.

she smiled briefly, "now I'm married to someone else. He's a good man, and I love him very much. Next time I'll invite him to come here." "Oh, that's too bad. You look so good with your boyfriend. I often think that you guys will get married and live happily ever after." "I used to hope so too," She looked at Meredith with a shrug, "but I found a man who is the love of my life." "Dear, I'm so happy that you're happy. I pray you have a good husband—one who loves you and whom you love very much. You should know that growing old alone is no fun."

“Okay. I’m coming to get you. Be there in fifteen minutes or so.” She hung up and rushed back toward the entrance, slipping in with a group of older females and feeling a sense of trepidation that she might one day belong to that crowd. Being thirty-four and not being married or having kids was one thing, but being fifty or sixty? She felt her heart sink at the idea. It was a fine way to live if you were good with it, but truth be told—she wasn’t. Looking back, she realized she’d wasted so many years and so many great dating opportunities because of some strange fantasy that she’d harbored that Kade would return and they’d be able to pick up where they never left off.