The Love I Threw Away Novel Novels & Stories

‘Isn’t he supposed to stay until I’m gone? She shook her head and almost turned away when she saw him at the window again. This time he had something in his hand. He opened one of his window glasses and threw what was in his hand down. It fell in front of Stephanie’s leg, and she looked at it. It was a squeezed paper. She picked it up and opened it. It read, “I still love you, Stephanie, and I won’t stop loving you.” She gritted her teeth as she read and looked at him. She saw him nod and in front of him, she squeezed the paper again and threw it in the trash can that was not so far from her. She walked away and this time, she didn’t look up.

“Keep it. I don’t need it.” My fingers trembled as they touched the ring on my hand. It was our engagement ring. I remembered the night he gave it to me. The way I cried, the way I kissed him over and over again, promising I’d never take it off. And now, I was about to do the very thing I never imagined. I pulled it off slowly, like the metal burned my skin, and I threw it at his feet. “It’s over between us, Charles,” I said, my voice flat. “I want nothing to do with a scumbag like you or your trashy family again.”

Loveth declared, wrapping her in a tight hug that made it hard to breathe. “You’re crushing me,” Dianna gasped, and Loveth finally released her. “That’s for lying to me and marrying a ridiculously hot billionaire. How could you betray me like that?” Loveth demanded, her eyes shooting daggers at her. “I thought you already forgave me,” Dianna said, incredulous. “Well, if I get to meet your hot husband and you feed me well, I might reconsider,” Loveth replied dramatically. Dianna chuckled. She had missed her. Loveth had barely been there for twenty minutes, yet she had already filled the house with her lively energy.

A warm love that wasn't disgusting. THE END

In the consuming, destructive, complicated way of a person who learned love in a place where love was always entangled with power and never quite got them separated. She loved him. And now he is gone. I don't know what to do with that. I don't have time to figure it out. Because she raises the vial. She looks at Cassian. And she throws it. The powder disperses in the air before anyone can move.

I gently closed the newspaper and threw it into the blazing fireplace in front of me. The tongues of fire instantly swallowed the paper, swallowing that name and that past soaked in blood and betrayal. "Nothing." I took a sip of coffee, warmth spreading through my body. "I just think the fire is warm tonight." Outside the window, snow was falling heavily, covering the world in white. And my story was just beginning. (The End)

*SUBJECT: VIC OWNERSHIP TRANSFER - COMPLETE* *NEW OWNER: SUZAN PAUL* Tomorrow, her ex-husband would go to work and realize his new boss was the same woman he mistreated. She closed the laptop. "Welcome to hell, Kris," she whispered. Suzan ordered Jonah that night to make the breaks faulty. Suzan l have to make him late for work and get embarrassed as he embarrassed me. I have to make sure he comes to the office with blood on his t-shirt. Jonah couldn't believe that it was her sister who once cried in the rain plotting this.

Once when I was away on a business trip, he had traveled halfway across the globe to celebrate my birthday with me. When I had a fever, he had not slept a wink throughout the night. But now, he had taken back the nice treatment and given it to another woman. Actually, it wasn't hard to tell whether he loved me or not. Since that was the case, I decided that we should part ways in peace and never contact each other again. … I went to the reservoir and flung the string of sandalwood beads into the distance. When I was leaving, it started to rain heavily out of the blue.

His voice, however, remained calm as he reassured me, “I’d never do that! I love you more than anything.” I smiled but said nothing. I wasn’t about to argue. Instead, I downed the glass of milk in front of him. Then, I reached out, grabbing his face. My gaze locked onto his as if I were saying goodbye. “Don’t forget what you said, Henry.” Henry hesitated for a moment as he stood to leave. He glanced back at me, as though he had some sense of what I was really feeling, but he walked out eventually. His footsteps faded, and as soon as my parents and Henry were gone, I stumbled into the bathroom, forcing myself to throw up until I was dizzy and weak. It took all my strength to get back on my fe

"Y'know, I had a really bad feeling earlier. It felt as if I was about to lose you. It was so painful… Did something happen to you?" I lowered my eyes and raised the finger that I had bandaged up on purpose. "I was preparing a gift for you earlier and cut my finger accidentally." "A gift?" He studied my wounded finger skeptically. Then, I looked straight into his eyes calmly and said, "Yeah. It's right there in the drawer. You can open it after tonight." Matthew breathed a sigh of relief and tightened his hold around me. "Babe, I think I love you more than I imagined. My heart was in so much pain and I threw up blood even when all you had was this minor injury.