The Doctor Who Left Love Behind Novels & Stories

his message read, “I’m sorry for everything that’s happened with your husband and your casino. If you don’t mind, my casino is still looking for a professional. If you ever need a change of scenery, please don’t hesitate to reach out. I’ll take care of the rest.” I hadn’t planned on leaving New York entirely. But given the circumstances, it seemed unavoidable. And worst of all, I couldn’t let anyone—especially my mother—know where I was going. Maybe Elias loved me. Maybe my mother cared. But I couldn’t let my happiness—or my life—depend on them anymore. I had to take control back. … I’d be leaving exactly one week from now. Originally, I wanted to leave as soon as possible. But tomorrow was

The doctor hadn’t hesitated. “Yes, he worked here for years,” he said casually while checking records. For years. Then I asked the question that had been burning inside me. “Where is he now?” The doctor frowned. “He left months ago. Left without notice.” My blood had run cold. Without notice. Without a trace. In that moment something inside me shattered. The truth had screamed in my face. But I still came here. Because some foolish part of me hoped… Hoped it was all a lie.

I was the only man she had ever been with. But since when did an emotional affair not count? Thomas hid behind Evelyn and sniffled softly. "Professor, let's just go. Uneducated people are terrifying. I thought I was looking at my own parents for a second." At that, Evelyn's face hardened. "You'd better think this through." I ignored Thomas's little performance and waved a nurse over. Dad's head still needed treatment. There was no point wasting any more time on two people who no longer mattered. After I returned to my hospital bed, I opened the divorce agreement I still hadn't finished.

Mom and Dad have been divorced for ten years. One day, I come across a discussion thread. "Are all children of divorce having it hard?" I join the discussion. "Not always. Personally, I'm living pretty decently. After my parents' divorce, my sister and I were separated—one of us went to live with our paternal grandparents, and the other with our maternal grandparents. "For the last ten years, my parents have visited me once a year. Although they usually only stay for a few days, I can tell that they still love me." Within a minute, someone replies to my comment. "Girl, are you sure? My parents are divorced as well, but they can't bear to leave me at all. I've been with them since I wa

The woman on stage stopped. She turned. Looked down at the man kneeling on the steps. She extended her right hand — clad in a white surgical glove — and her fingers tipped his chin upward, lifting his face. She studied him for three seconds. Then the corner of her mouth shifted, barely. "I'm afraid you have the wrong person, Mr. Sterling." "Miss Holloway died a year ago." "I'm Dr. S. And I'm not here for a partnership." She raised her left hand, signaling the technicians to switch the screen.

I did not tell him I had no intention of doing that. I had barely ended the call when Serafina came back. She slipped an arm around my waist from behind and asked, “What were you booking?” I forced myself to stay calm. “An opera ticket I bought before I was admitted. I missed it, so I asked for a refund.” “I see.” She studied me for a second. “Then why did you leave the hospital on your own? I went back to your room and thought something had happened.” I was about to answer when the bedroom door opened.

"I love you, Tessa." I held the phone against my ear. The words hung in the air, heavy and warm. *I love you, Tessa.* My breath caught. I wanted to say it back. I wanted to feel the warmth he felt. But as I stared at the wall across from me, a terrifying realization washed over my entire body. I remembered that he was my doctor. I remembered that he protected me. But when I tried to remember the moment we fell in love... there was nothing. The memory of my feelings for him was disappearing too.

At my nephew's college celebration, I ran into my ex-fiancée, whom I hadn't seen in five years. She was dressed to the nines, surrounded by our former classmates. The moment Willow Radcliff saw me, her eyes went red. "You were alive this whole time, Orson. Why didn't you come back to me?" I looked away, wanting to leave. She stopped me and pulled out the engagement ring from years ago. "I sabotaged your college applications three times and forced you to repeat your senior year for three years. And when the fire happened, I chose Gareth over you. I was wrong. "For five years, I've regretted what I did. Now, I want to keep my promise. I want to marry you. Please, give me a chance to make

He had just got her back in his life and he didn’t want to lose her again. Before the operation, they were left alone for some time in her ward. Ashton hugged her against him tightly, “I love you, Kathy.. Promise to come back to me..” He confessed wholehearted for the first time after she returned. Katherine didn’t say anything in return but stayed calm in his arms, feeling his heartbeat so closely after so long. She too felt content to be in his comforting embrace once again. “Take care of Crystal while I’m gone..” She spoke in a low voice.

The next morning I took my bags, I looked at the house for the last time, it would be the last time I would wake up in it, I remembered the moments we spent together, it was the closing of a stage of my life, I had to continue and my decision was already made, I would leave before Dilan woke up, I didn't want to hurt him anymore, we would continue as friends and I wanted to avoid hurting him even more, so I left. "I heard when Larissa was closing her bedroom door and as I looked out the window, I saw how she was letting the love of my life go, yesterday I confessed to her that I loved her, that I have always loved her, I knew how she would react, I know she doesn't love me, but I couldn't hi