Novel The Lost Love Novels & Stories

I have a year to meet these conditions, or I lose the company completely to my cousin. My wife now isn’t exactly making it easy for me, not like that is all I want from her, but I really can’t lose that company. I really can’t. I worked so hard for it and I would lose myself if I lost it all. Minutes later, Lois came downstairs, violating her own contract on the first night. She looked a little bit embarrassed and entered the nearest room she could find. I let out a short laugh.

No one else matters to him, just Jasmine. “I loved you, but in the past. I love Patrick and we're married. I advise you to find someone without an identity like yourself and fall in love with her. What we shared and our feelings, dreams are long thrown into the thrash bin. You should have known that three months ago. I can't settle with someone like you who was picked up from the orphanage. Mrs Alice was kind enough to give you a roof over your head and your stupid mind thinks you can make me yours? I can't settle for poverty and ruin my future with a hustling bastard like you.

I muttered, looking out the window to hide the tears gathering in my eyes. "Like hell you don't. Look at me!" he barked, and I was forced to turn to him. There was pure pain in those eyes. "You owe me an explanation, because you threw away everything we had. I loved you, Nora, and you replaced me so fast. Hell, you practically had a baby milestone ready the moment you left my sight. Was he waiting in the wings the whole time? Was I just a placeholder for another guy? Why did you do this to me?"

All he saw was the darkness that enveloped his life. "Why did everything turn out like this?" he whispered to himself. "Why did I lose everything?" He remembered the first moments he met Lorena. She was beautiful, gentle, and attentive. He loved her back then, or at least he thought he loved her. But then she gained weight, and his love began to fade. He started looking for other women, women who were prettier, slimmer, more attractive, and he found Isabella.

He picked that novel immediately despite the yellowish pages of it. The truth is Helios was the one who placed that novel there. He likes that novel that he also loves to re-read it because of it's tragic ending. The novel was focused by a wealthy woman who fell in love with a man who has a family already. It was written in the novel how they both fought for their love for each other that ends up to their own dead. Yes, they died because the man's wife also fought for her rights and Helios can't really see anything wrong with that.

Memories of her family's demands, societal expectations, and fear crept in. "Was loyalty worth losing love?" she pondered. Longing and sorrow entwined. Her chest tightened. Fingers instinctively reached for the hidden leather-bound journal. Yellowed pages revealed her truth. "I loved him," she whispered to the night. Tears fell, mingling with forgotten dreams. In the stillness, Adeline confronted her shattered past, lost love, and haunting choices. Six years ago, Adeline stepped into her opulent mansion, drenched in rain, her elegant frame shrouded in misery. Red, puffy eyes betrayed her shattered soul. The hospital's chilling confrontation still resonated.

I'm lucky you saw through it…" His voice trailed off, growing fainter with each word. Silence settled between us. Then he looked up at me again, his gaze full of longing and regret. He knew, deep down, that he'd lost me for good. His voice cracked as he sobbingly said, "If I had the chance to live my life over again, Tiffany… I'd never let myself lose you." The second he said it, I was out of my seat and gone. Whatever else he wanted to say, it was already too late. That conversation snipped the last thread between us clean through.

"Elizabeth, how can you slander me like this? I donated my kidney to Mom! You ran away because you were afraid of dying, and now you're back trying to steal my credit!" She lifted her own clothes, revealing a jagged scar at her waist. My mother hurriedly pulled her clothes back down, her face full of heartache. Then she turned to me, furious. "Elizabeth, you've completely disappointed me! Get out of this house! I don't have a daughter as cold-blooded and deceitful as you!" It was because I was cast out that day… that I met Kael. At first, he believed me. But the moment he saw Elena, his faith began to waver.

She had never loved again. It wasn’t a story that had been erased. It was a story that had been buried. The girl had grown old, carrying the pain inside her, never speaking of it. When she died, the memory of that lost love had seeped into the ground, into the trees, into the very air of this place. It was a story that had never been told, and so it had festered. Liora opened her eyes. Tears streamed down her face. The sadness was so pure, so personal.

That she was just tricked by the Yamato's team. Well, though the truth transpired it was too late now, Clench never regretted to be with her in death. Well, it seems that it was already written on the book of life, where the love story they once built and was broken into pieces, reconnected again, between the tragic of Love and Death.