Rewind: The Love I Left Behind Novels & Stories

Even if just when she dreams. --- That night, I dream of her again. Not the betrayal. Not the sex. But the before. The version of her I met in the dark. Her voice in the quiet. “I don’t know how to be loved,” she whispered once. I told her I’d show her. I told her I’d wait. I lied. Because she never let me. And now, I’ll never offer that again. Not to anyone. --- Love made me weak. Worship made me blind.

I CAN'T HEAR YOUR HEARTBEAT, THE PAIN IS SO GREAT THAT I CAN'T CRY I WOULD LIKE TO CRY BUT I CAN'T CRY ANYMORE I LOVED HIM SO MUCH AND HE LEFT NEVER TO RETURN. ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5zxnfmFsqPo ) END.

“Don’t say I stopped loving you.” He took a step closer, stopping himself before invading her space. “I could never stop loving you,” he whispered. “Not even when I believed you had betrayed me. Not even when I convinced myself I should hate you.” His jaw clenched. “That’s what destroyed me,” he said. “That I still wanted you. That I still dreamed of you.” Karline’s lips pressed into a thin line. “I came back for you,” Reid continued. “Two years later. Because I couldn’t let you go.”

Gabe is struggling to get her to move forward toward me. He finally gets her within arm’s reach as the vibe of the song again changes to Jax’s All Day and Night. As the words begin to pour forth, so does Loyalty’s heart, like with the song on karaoke night. She grabs the front of my shirt and pulls me to her, “you walked away, you left me out here on the floor, you didn’t care you’re still the one that I adore. You gave me something like nobody did before. If I close my eyes, all I see is you standing there in front of me. You’re on my mind constantly, now I can’t get no sleep. All day and night you keep me up, non-stop. I’m so done, I’ve given you more than enough of my love”. Loyalty sighs

For three years, I, Julian Chase, was in a long-distance relationship with my girlfriend, Claire Winston, video calling her every single night. The first time I noticed a black tie that wasn't mine lying in the background of her call, I took a screenshot and confronted her. Her brother messaged me about it. [Julian, that's my tie. I left it at her place the last time I visited.] The second time, I caught a glimpse of two used condom wrappers in the background. Her best friend showed me a hotel booking to explain it away. "This one's on me. I was just messing around with Claire as a joke and ended up upsetting you. I'm sorry." The third time. The fourth time. Every single time something

"You—" Wendy gritted her teeth in anger. "Fine, 100 million dollars it is. That should show Jeremy what kind of person you really are." With the terms settled, Wendy wasted no time. She personally wrote a script for Joanna, dictating exactly what she needed to say. Elliot arrived at the hospital to record the video, ensuring that everything was done perfectly. Wendy stood by, overseeing the process. Once the video was recorded according to her instructions, it was clear it wouldn't be handed over just yet.

"I kicked her out. She lied to me… She was never sick. I got the money back, too. The bags—everything." He pulled a jewelry box from inside his coat and opened it with trembling hands. Inside was the ruby necklace. It was the very one Madison had worn around her neck while flaunting it in front of me. He had it repaired. "You said you liked it. I'm giving it to you now. We can start over. Please." The sight of the glaring red gemstone made me realize that the dull ache that had lingered in my stomach for so long was gone. "Julian, you must've been mistaken."

"Maybe that's one of them, Reo. However, you need to believe ... if I really love you for no reason." "Actually, what was your motivation for wanting to be gay like me, Jack?" "At first I thought, if I can't heal you, then I'll follow in your footsteps. However, since last week, I've been trying to find the best way. God is so good, so give me directions. I love you, and I want to be happy with you." A tear fell from Reo's eye. He was moved, happy, surprised, all those feelings were mixed in his heart. Reo never expected if his love would be reciprocated so quickly.

On the day of our ninth wedding anniversary, I sat in the empty living room and summoned the system I had not contacted in ages. "System, help me submit an application. I've decided to leave this world." The cold, mechanical voice came through, and somehow it sounded comforting. "Understood, Harry. Your departure application has been received. The space-time corridor is being constructed. I will come to retrieve you in one week." I hummed quietly and stared at my phone screen. A family photo of three stared back. In the photo, I stood in the center holding an adorable little girl. A beautiful woman stood beside me, kissing my cheek.

His thumbs brushed away a tear I hadn’t even realized had fallen. “You don’t need a shield with me, Sylvia,” he said quietly. His voice wasn’t loud. It didn’t need to be. It was steady. Grounded. Certain. “Not anymore,” he continued. “I’m not the man who left. And you’re not the girl who was left behind.” His forehead rested against mine. “We’re the ones who fought back.” Something inside me cracked open, but not in a painful way. In a healing way. Like a bone that had been set wrong finally shifting into place.