Out Of Love's Haze Novels & Stories

For another man. Her father may not be the bestest husband in the planet, but she knew that her father loved her mother dearly. Na kahit pa sa huling hininga nito ay hinahanap-hanap pa rin nito ang ina niya. She had asked her father how and why he still loved her mother that way. His answer baffled her. He said it was because he promised to love her mother until the day he dies. She honestly thought it was bullshit. How can you love someone who was unfaithful to you? Worse, how can you love someone who was not in love with you? "It's happening in a month. And I want you to walk me down the aisle," patuloy nito habang patuloy na nakatuon ang atensiyon nito sa pagkain nito.

] He sent a photo of the ripped-up divorce agreement. And then another photo arrived. This time, it was of our wedding rings. Tristan: [You haven't thrown these out. You still love me, don't you?] Tristan: [Come back to me. You're still my wife.] A hard-to-describe bitterness churned within me, as if it were tearing at my throat. I froze. An unbidden tear slipped down my cheek, blurring the image for a moment. When I focused again, something caught my eye—a small, barely visible object lying at the edge of the photo, almost hidden by the rings. I zoomed in, shaky fingers hovering over the screen.

“Sorry to disappoint.” Celine huffs but then her eyes soften. “Okay, but really, how was it? Tell me everything.” I glance at Sebastian, who gives me a knowing look before heading inside. I sigh. “It was… perfect.” Her face lights up. “Details. Now.” I hesitate for a second. How do I even explain what happened? The way I realized—really, truly realized—that I love him. That I want this. That I want him. Instead of diving into all that, I shrug. “It was peaceful. We soaked in the hot springs, ate good food, and—”

I clenched my fists, my voice shaking as I whispered, “You can’t stay here… not with my husband. This… this isn’t right. It’s just not.” Hazel’s laugh was sharp and cruel. “Oh, darling,” she purred, stepping closer, “your sweet little fantasies are over. I already spent the night with your husband. And now…” She paused, letting the weight of her words crush me further, “…I think you should leave. I wouldn’t want your pathetic face to ruin his mood.” I staggered back, my vision blurring with tears. “Please…” I choked, my voice trembling with desperation. “Please, Hazel. Don’t do this. Don’t destroy my life. I love Areen. I can’t live without him. I beg you…”

Uri felt that her life at this moment was like a candle that was about to burn out, and it only took a slight breeze to extinguish it. The dizziness didn't pass, the whole body was once again lifted, then hit the ground again. "This is because you dared to run away!" By this time, Uri's mind had become hazy. Nerves all over the body are paralyzed. He didn't even know if he was still feeling pain. In a daze, Uri felt like she was only a stretch away from death. Voz Marken pulled Uri closer. He snorted: "Wow, dying still smells good, but unfortunately, I'm no longer interested in you..."

In a calm environment under a big beautiful tree which serves as a shade at the center of the mansion. Nyla sits lonely and imagining the fear and shame to face her friends when the news of being in-love with her bro and even getting pregnant for him have gone viral. The moon is in full shape, the stars are sparkling endlessly, the insects gives out beautiful sounds. Everywhere appears brighter and adorable but rather its seems to be the darkest part of Nyla’s life.

I hissed through gritted teeth. Pain flashed in his eyes. "No, no... do not say that, please. I love you... so much! I can never cheat on you, baby. I swear. Please, listen to me! The waiter offered a drink to me and I drunk it! And just after a few moments, I was dizzy. I do not even know what happened after that but I just woke up in a room with that woman! And you, looking at us! I promise, baby. I never touched the woman. I never touched any woman since we have been together. Believe me!" He yelled with so much pain in his voice.

Maisie came closer to me and hugged me around my abdomen, her hair smelt of pineapples and cherries blended together and with my left arm, I began to smoothen it, slowly. "You know, right from when we met in Bulgaria, during the race, I knew fate meant for us to be together, forever", she whispered, her eyes moving from my eyes, to my lips, my eyes again, my neck. "I felt that connection like... like I had met the one, but now, forever seems like such a short time, I'm dying, and we might not escape this".

must be because of Tazz, God! Being in love with you will win me many hates... All Hearts !