The Love She Let Go Novels & Stories

It contained a single candid photo of a woman in a white dress pulling a suitcase through the airport Along with it was a short note: "Do you know her? Her name is Kaylee White. She’s Keith Walton’s first love." "Keith never treated Kaylee the way he treated other women. She’s back now…" "Do you really think you can hold on to him?" … Honestly, this kind of childish provocation felt like something straight out of an elementary school playground. It wasn’t even worth a second of my time.

She cried loudly. She had no fighting skills as she never got to attend a training school. She watched the only joy she had left lying lifeless in her pool of blood. She realized she had no time to stay as the intruder might be back at any time. She hurried into the dark. She could see brightly as a witch. She could not even utilize her power to her will, she just made sure she prevented meeting anybody as she scrambled to find ease in a distant forest.

Frustrated, Ivan lay on the bed I had once slept in and stared blankly at the ceiling. Suddenly, something occurred to him, and his body jerked up. Losing no time, he rushed to Savannah's house. Savannah wasn't surprised by his unhinged state. Without waiting for him to speak, she pulled out a screenshot and showed it to him. "On Valentine's Day, before you and Betsy got engaged, she saw this post. You gave Alba the Eternal Rose and wrote that your love would never fade," she said. "You thought if you blocked Betsy, she wouldn't find out? Ridiculous. She found out that night. She waited for you at the rotating restaurant by the sea until it closed, planning to share the news of her pregnancy

She would never forgive him. And he understood that the moment he made her donate a kidney to the woman he once loved, whatever they had was finished. So this time, Seth didn't fight. He knew now—he wasn't worthy of her anymore. Eyes dull, he pulled out his phone and called the base. "Cancel my leave," he said. "I don't need it anymore." There was nothing left for him here. And every extra day he stayed, it only tore him up more inside. As he turned to leave, a bitter smile curled at his lips. He had lost Bella forever.

“I bought Tyler new shoes that day, and you didn’t like the watch I gave you. So I bought these especially for you. Try them on and see if they fit.” I looked at her helplessly. “Vanessa, you do realize we have nothing to do with each other anymore, right?” She froze, then let out a soft laugh. “I know. You’re just angry with me for now. You loved me for so many years. How could you suddenly stop loving me? I don’t believe it.”

"But now I see that I love Helga. She's the one. I will hold her hand until death do us part." Helga froze, but then she hung her head low and smiled sheepishly. Shawn didn't even spare me a single glance. Instead, he turned around and left with his true love. Then, he ordered the guards to get me. Two of them came and grabbed my arms, escorting me to the entrance. I tried to get away from their grasp, but they tightened their grip on me. "Mr. Smith's orders. Please work with us here, Ms. Carson." And then the crowd went wild. I whipped my head around and saw Helga and Shawn holding each other in a tight embrace.

There was no trace of the defeated, joyless man he became after being forced to marry me in our past life. This moment only solidified my decision. 'Noah, in this life, I will never love you again. If it's true love you want, I'll let you chase it. Just don't count me in,' I thought. I glanced at his face, now visibly twisted with frustration, and repeated my refusal. "If you didn't believe me the first time, I'll say it again. Noah, I will never be your girlfriend. Not now. Not ever." Each word left my mouth slowly with finality. His expression turned even darker.

As much as he wanted to snap at her and tell her to stay the hell away from him, on second thought, that wasn't necessary, but instead, he decided to stay calm and hear what she had to say. "Look... Tate... I love you with everything in me. I would do anything to be with you, but one thing I would never do is do something that hurt or make you feel inconvenient..." She paused and sighed briefly. "All my life, I've known only you... I always hoped and looked forward to the day you would learn to love me back, and that doesn't seem to ever going to happen. So, I don't see any reason why I should force it. I'm not that desperate," Slowly, she shook her head. Of course, she was pained, she wante

"A competitive and insecure woman will tell you that “true love” is never giving up on someone you're in love with. A confident and spiritual woman knows that “moving on” doesn't mean you never loved someone. She realizes that letting go is what God needs her to do because both your happiness and hers requires taking different journeys for spiritual growth. Letting go is sometimes the hardest thing, but it is the most “real love” you will ever experience." Shannon L. Alder Keenan's POV

Her eyes opened and met mine. "I love you," I said. Her eyes filled with tears. "I don't want to let you go." I kissed her deep, my tongue in her mouth, my body moving with hers. She was close and I could feel it in the way she tightened around me, the way her breath hitched. "Let go, pretty," I whispered. "I've got you." She broke, her body shaking and trembling as she cried out my name over and over, tears streaming down her face. I held her through it, kept moving slower now, gentler, letting her ride it out.