Once Upon A Broken Heart Jacks And Evangeline Novels & Stories

Jack listened without saying a word. "When I was sentenced, Henry was sitting right there in the courtroom. I told him I'd been framed, but he didn't believe me. That's when I realized he never actually liked me at all," Jessie said before taking a pause. Just then, the movie ended. "I've never had my heart broken, but I do know what it feels like to lose someone who matters. Maybe it's about the same," Jack said to her. Back then, she'd been devastated. She was locked up for something she didn't do and abandoned by the person she loved most.

"Just come out and see me one last time, okay?" Albert's hand tightened around mine. Even this powerful business magnate's eyes were red and trembling. I knew he feared I might still feel sorry for Jeff. But how could I? I squeezed Albert's hand and shook my head at the butler. "Time for the ceremony." As the organ played, a dull crash echoed from the sand. Through the stained-glass window, I saw Jeff collapse into the surf like a fallen tree. The velvet box with the ring floated away into the deep blue.

Then he finally sighed. Satisfied, I kissed his cheek. Then leaning my head on his shoulder I took one of his hands in mine. He put his other hand behind me making me more comfortable. He started stroking my hair. "When Evan broke my heart it was like someone stabbed me hard in the heart. But I couldn't skip school. And to make the whole thing worse Elena was dating Evan." Damien stopped stroking my hair. His hand froze. I didn't say anything giving him some time to take this in.

The tightness in my chest was indescribable. Of all times, why did someone like him show up when my heart had been shattered? I couldn't give him any promises. The last nine years had worn down my ability to love someone. Would I step into another relationship just to be let down again? Promises were only meaningful when there was love. I couldn't give empty promises like Tyler. Fortunately, nothing had happened between Matthias and I yet. All we shared was that kiss on the night that I was drunk.

Unable to find David's whereabouts, Christopher thought to seek a breakthrough from Selina. "I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you then," Selina shrugged. "I have no relationship with him anymore. Even if he's alive, he wouldn't come looking for me!" Christopher didn't speak again, just gave Selina a deep, complex look. When Evan, who was staying at the Wilson family's old mansion, learned that Selina firmly denied capturing Alexa, he angrily smashed several antique vases, much to Christopher's dismay. These vases were all bought by Rachel at great expense from auctions when she was alive, jokingly saying they would be passed down as antiques to future generations.

Alinda replied curtly. Kenan laughed. Kenan had known Alinda for a long time and he had never been attracted to her even though Alinda had been in bed with him several times. "I can't imagine Anjani's reaction once she finds out that you're her husband's cheating son. Would she still be able to love you?" Kenan sneered, leaving Alinda speechless. In the past, Vishnu was in a relationship with Sonia, Alinda's mother. The beautiful Sonia and the clever Alinda who captured Kenan's attention made Vishnu forget his wife. Vishnu never even visited Andien, who was abroad at the time.

I stopped and looked back, puzzled. Seeing the complete lack of recognition in my eyes, Sarah finally broke down, tears streaming down her face. I frowned, got into the car waiting by the curb, and left without hesitation. In the rearview mirror, Sarah's figure, crouched by the roadside sobbing, gradually shrank and disappeared.

I dab at the cut along his knuckle; he flinches slightly, and without thinking, I press my fingers against the inside of his wrist to steady him—to offer comfort. The contact sends a jolt through me. He stills, but so do I. His skin is warm, solid, and familiar in a way that hurts more than any betrayal. But I don't move, not right away, because a part of me—God help me—didn't want to. When I finally opened my mouth to speak, my voice was barely above a whisper. "My heart's broken, Jack." He doesn't respond, but I hear the breath catch in his throat, and I can see his shoulder stiffening from tension that pours out of him in waves.

"It would not help." "What do you mean?" Shantelle forked her steak angrily. She chewed it down like the meat wronged her in many ways. Evan, on the other hand, served her a glass of wine. Only after gulping down her drink did she study Evan properly. He was silent, and his expression turned frail. His eyes were full of longing as he put his hand over his chest again. He cautiously responded, "Doctor Shant, you see, my heart is broken, and I think only you can mend it."

No wonder Evan was so smitten with Nina. "Believe me, Jack is the loyal type. Once he loves someone, he truly pours all his attention into that person. He’ll only stop if that person is truly out of reach, or if they reject him. You know he was far more devastated when you left him than when Claire married someone else." Elena’s face felt hot. She turned her head away to hide her blushing face. Of course, her heart was racing wildly. “Never mind. Just assume he’s really busy. You know Portland is in chaos right now,” Nina said soothingly.