The Heartbreak Prescription Novels & Stories

"I don't think Andien would have any trouble getting plastic surgery. She has enough wealth, especially since you said someone managed to get into Vishnu's study." "I've known you for a long time, Kenan. You still love Andien, so you decided to keep looking for her. Andien has suffered more than any woman could accept!" Kenan didn't answer when his mobile phone rang and he saw Alinda's name on the screen. "What's wrong Alinda?" asked Mark. "Anjani. Anjani had a heart attack. The hospital needs permission to operate," Alinda replied quickly. "What? Why didn't the hospital call me?" Kenan asked loudly.

But our silence was the indication of our destruction. It is the proof of, how messed up we are. *** Hello pretty readers! I love all of you so much, because of you people "Heartbreaker wife" got featured on the weekly dashboard. Thank you so much. Toodles Yours lovely CeeCee

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.

I completely forgot that people spoke their minds while intoxicated. The look that he gave me suggested that if there was even the slightest possibility of him forgiving me before she came in, it was all gone now. “I’ll see you during the game, Blake. And my request from earlier still stands: let’s break up.” I had heard others talk about heartbreak that was crippling and I thought they were just exaggerating. In that moment though, when the love of my life stormed out of one of my best friends’ kitchen, I understood what it meant to be paralyzed by a heart that was shattering into a million irreparable pieces and not be able to do a damn thing about it.

"Zoey, don’t I provide for you? Why would you do something like this and embarrass me?" A wave of bitterness settled in my heart, and my eyes filled with tears. There was not a trace of sympathy from him. He shot me a harsh look and slammed the door as he left. That night, he didn’t come home. I was five months pregnant and alone, as I wept until dawn. From that day on, I never cooked for others again. I choked back a sob and reached out to pull Sapphire into my arms. The windbell above the door suddenly jingled.

"I just hope it hits hard enough to shatter you into pieces," Instead of anger, her face broke into a sweet, almost innocent smile, the contrast jarring. Then, her eyes locked onto Archie's, her voice taking on a softer, almost wistful tone. "Take care, ex. All the best. You'll know the truth one day, and maybe by then, it'll be too late; your heart will already be in pieces."

No remnants of my first marriage, no connection to the corrupt businessman I'd been. "I was terrible person," I said aloud to empty apartment. "But I'm not anymore. That has to count for something." The reflection in the window showed man in his sixties, graying but healthy, alone but not lonely. Wakes Savage, reformed criminal, dedicated philanthropist, present father. Morrison had wanted to destroy Blake. Instead, he'd created catalyst that transformed multiple lives including mine. That was poetic justice worth celebrating.

Roberta sighed and shook her head, “Finding a partner that is right for you is so hard, it’s harder than going to the moon honestly. You don’t have to feel miserable, we are all struggling with our love lives, it’s a mess everywhere.” I appreciated her encouragement so I stopped crying, she wiped the tears under my eyes and smiled, “You will be fine, we will all be fine. When you are ready let me know, I will try and set you up with someone else.” she said. In my bed that night, I could feel nothing but pain. One thing I have noticed after suffering from two heartbreaks is that the pain gets worse at night. Even in my dreams, I was crying, I needed Ralph back with me.

A little while later, I heard her soft voice sing in the guest room. Maybe my weakened condition made the pain worse. I sweat profusely until the medication finally pulled me into a deep sleep. When I woke, it was already noon the next day. Covered in sweat, I headed to the kitchen for water, only to find Sophia at the dining table, meticulously cracking crab shells for Adrian. "You shouldn't bother. It's too much trouble. Just wait and enjoy," Sophia said sweetly. As soon as I walked into the kitchen, Adrian looked up and said, "Mr. Young, you're finally up. Well, I'm craving crabs. There's one crab left. Would you like it?"

It was a depressing thought because the thought of Brenden slowly losing interest was the exact opposite of how hard she was falling with the passing seconds. “I’ll let you get dressed and be back in a few minutes, okay?” She dressed quickly after Dr. Harris left. She returned moments later with a prescription for birth control and the paper she was to take to the secretary when she checked out. After pointing her in the right direction, Dr. Harris said goodbye and they parted ways. She was perfect. Under normal circumstances, Irene would kill for this woman to be her doctor. But these were nowhere near normal circumstances and if she was lucky, she would wake up and realize it was a dream.