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The realization only spelt one thing for her. Heartbreak.

"I can't take it this time. I really can't... "Come back! Let's talk it out. We'll do it your way, okay?" I heard his desperate plea. I saw the tears that carved paths down his cheeks. However, my heart felt nothing. "No, Charles, this is goodbye for good. You won't find me again. "I'm going to get married, have kids, find someone who loves me and whom I love, and I'll have the happy life I deserve." His lips trembled. "Summer, please, don't—"

I sat holding my tablet, reading all these messages while Felix lay across my lap, acting like a dog waiting for his master's approval. "Felicity, you already accepted me, right? You've fallen for me at least a little over the years, haven't you? I know I've made mistakes. Please forgive me. I've avenged you and your grandmother. Let's make things right from now on. Will you stay with me forever? I love you, Felicity. I love you so much…" I smiled, and he mirrored my expression, clearly relieved. But the next moment, my words threw him back into a pit of despair.

She spent the next fifteen minutes on the floor, crying her heart out before walking to the mirror. She looked at her reflection. She already had huge bags under her eyes and her cheeks had streaks of her mascara mixed with her tears. She looked miserable. She had long realised that she couldn't come to love anyone else other than Ashton, when she tried to date much more handsome and richer guys than Ashton. She wanted no one else but him. For Callie, no one could replace her Ashton. It was all Katherine's fault that her life had become so vague and meaningless.

It sounded as if it’s about a romantic proposal. My poor friend. She doesn’t deserve to have this kind of love life. She’s been kind to others and she genuinely cares about the people around her. She’s always willing to help but in return, she’s stuck with her past and has been surrounded by bullies like Mitchell. Obviously, Ibarra doesn’t deserve her. That good for nothing egoistic guy! I knew it from the start! I knew it that Ibarra was nothing but trouble for her but this dumb woman still defied destiny and pursued him. In the end… she was left heart broken. That’s what ticking me off. It’s been long years but my best friend is still imprisoned in that egoistic guy’s power.

Even if I'm broken. But instead of a happy ending. He rejected me. "I, Allen Green, reject you, Reyna, as my mate." He announced, as my eyesight blurred up with tears. Everyone was looking at us. I just stood there in front of him. "I, Reyna Andrews, accept your rejection," I whisper, looking down the floor, trying not to sob out loud. I decided to kill myself that day. I ran, never looking back. Running outside and into the forest.

She did not even hear him when he said that he would be out for about thirty minutes as her attention was on the screen in her bed room as she shed tears. Yes, she was watching a tragic romance movie and was too busy wiping the sad sad tears from her eyes as Mara, or whatever it was the female lead was called found out that her lover had died in the faccident that had made her to become a paraplegic and that she could not remember anything except from the accident...

"Don't say my name. It makes me feel filthy. We're over. There's no going back for us. Why must you act like a madman and ruin my life? Without you, my life is infinitely better. "I hate you. I will never forgive you!" The color drained from Mike's face. His body trembled, and he began murmuring, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." I didn't look at him again. Taking Finn's hand, I turned and walked away. Behind us, Mike's wailing echoed, raw and desperate, but I never turned back. … Two years later, I married Finn. At the wedding, someone anonymously sent a gift: 1,000,001 dollars. The sight of the sum left the guests buzzing in astonishment.

Ronan’s body jolted violently, his blood spilling onto the ground in a thick, crimson pool. The shadows roared with cruel laughter. “Finally! The wolf falls!” Ronan collapsed to the ground, his body trembling, his golden eyes finding mine one last time. My heart stopped when I saw it—he smiled. A soft, broken smile, filled with love, filled with everything he couldn’t say out loud. And then his body went limp. “NOOO!” My scream ripped through the night, so loud it felt like the forest itself shook. My entire soul shattered in that moment. My body convulsed as the mate bond snapped violently inside me, tearing my heart into pieces I knew would never heal.

One of the other guys noted his mood, and murmured, "Why so quiet, Joseph? Don't tell me you actually felt something for Stacy?" Joseph paused, his grip on the cup wavering slightly. He opened his mouth to deny it, but the words somehow refused to be spoken aloud. Stacy Rivers? No way! The one he loved was Charlotte Lane. He'd fallen for her in high school. Stacy was nothing more than an idle plaything that he'd used for practice. But then, why did getting dumped by her throw his heart into such turmoil? Why did her departure from his life leave him with such a terrible sensation of loss?