Missing Out On Love Novels & Stories

The end is near! Much Love. Cara

says Mjay. He can't help but to shed tears. He will do everything just to make her memory back. He will make her gain her memory when she woke-up. He will make her feel his love. "Did you receive the only card I sent you almost four years ago?" he asked through the air. "I miss you, Grace. I hope you could hear me right now. If only you could hear me." "Pink sneakers?" JL asked. "Yes, the one who hit the girl is wearing pink sneakers. That's all I saw. I have to go now." she said.

She told the story, “Sweetie, her...her first love is coming home. Four years ago, the couple was deeply in love with each other, but a sudden accident separated the lovebirds. Sweetie had lay in the hospital, not even knowing that he would be leaving her. So she didn’t even get to meet him for the one last time.” “They didn’t keep in contact for four years after that. Our Sweetie is a girl who prioritizes her relationships with people. As a result, she missed him dearly every day over the years. She even has trouble eating well. Just look how skinny she is! All of it happened because she missed her first love dearly.”

I don't know if I eat something bad. I washed my mouth and calm my nerves then went out of the bathroom. "I missed you" I was stunned when I heard a female voice I hurriedly went to table when I saw two people hugging, what is she doing here? I hide at the corner of the office, peaking at them. "What are you doing here Loraine?" Sylvester ask "I was visiting you cause I missed you so much, you don't answer your call so I came here." Loraine replied "You don't need to come here, I told you just to keep distance from me. I was giving Ashyrel a time to help me remember." He replied

Godwin bellowed as he strode across the polished wooden floor. “Lover?” Kenton said with confusion. “Okay, maybe I should have said former lover,” Godwin said with a roll of his eyes. Kenton gave me a curious look. “I’m still not following.” “Maryanne, you idiot. You’re the one who told Missy she was missing. What is this? Out of sight, out of mind?” Godwin clucked his tongue as he looked at me. “It’s a good thing you dumped his ass. He forgets you just like that.” He snapped his finger for emphasis.

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

The bartender slid 4 shots in front of me. “You okay, beautiful?,” he inquired. I sighed as I took the shots back to back. “Who is really okay in this day and age? Four more,” I ordered, not really feeling conversation. “It’ll help if you talk about it.” I rolled my eyes. “If you must know, the love of my life was taken away from me. I wasn’t told why. I wasn’t told a damn thing. He was there one day and was gone without a trace the next day. It was as if he had never existed.”

Why did love have to be this complicated? ***

The moment we got together, I had excitedly announced it to the world, telling every friend and relative. But he never acknowledged me. No wedding. No public posts. Not a single trace of me on his social media. I had cried, argued, and begged for a place in his life. He always dismissed it with a simple excuse—he wasn't comfortable sharing personal things online. I had loved him, so I made excuses for him, too. I told myself he just wasn't the type to show off. But now, with this bright, glaring declaration of love in front of me, I could no longer deceive myself.

If Mark hadn’t fallen for someone else by then, I’d win ten percent of the family shares as my wedding dowry. If I lost, I’d go back home and agree to arranged dates. With Mark’s proposal trending all over the internet, there was no way Michael could’ve possibly missed it. My relationship with Mark ended after six years. I accepted the loss and replied calmly, “Yeah. I’ll fly back in three days and start going on the dates.” That night, I dragged my exhausted body back to the hotel, only to find Mark waiting inside my room. The company had come to Colmar for a retreat, so the employees were staying at the hotel.