The Vacancy That Sat In My Heart Novels & Stories

Of course, only a person who once loved you knew exactly where to stab to hurt you the most. I could not even summon anger anymore. It felt like disappointment had hollowed me out completely. My heart felt empty. What I hated most was my own helplessness. “There’s no need to make such a spectacle, Mr. Stone. “It’s just a few words. Don’t disturb my mother’s peace.” I handed the tablet back to him. Suddenly, he grabbed my hand and demanded, “Why aren’t you wearing the engagement ring I gave you?”

Zoe pov The sedan vanished around the corner and left a hole of silence where noise should have been. My heart filled the empty space a hot, hammering drum against my ribs and for a moment I could only stand there on the sidewalk, phone trembling in my hand, feeling useless and small. Maya.

I stared at the invitation for several seconds. Then I laughed. That was fast. We had only been divorced half a month, and the invitations were already printed. It seemed they had prepared everything long ago, waiting only for me, the obstacle, to move out of the way. I turned the invitation over and saw a small line printed on the back. "Witness our love and share in our happiness." Love. Happiness. Coming from Adrian Whitmore, those words sounded ironic no matter how I looked at them.

My heart pounded, but I kept my breathing steady until I heard the shower running. Damian quietly left the room after showering, still thinking I was asleep. Only then did I breathe out and get up. My heart ached. My chest fell hollow. I tried to reach Vanilla again, to no avail. She was truly gone. The hollow void in my chest felt even bigger now. I’ll figure it out Vanilla. I will. I held to that frail hope.

Emptiness. My heart slams into my ribs. I sit up so fast the room spins. Where is he? Where the hell is he? It feels like a piece of me has been torn out. Like someone reached into my chest and ripped out the warmest part of me—the part that hums and purrs and breathes with Caden’s energy.

Ever since I laid eyes on that painting, it’s as if a floodgate burst open, and intense waves of longing I’ve concealed for so long are crashing within me like a treacherous tsunami. Have you ever sensed an empty void within yourself that you couldn’t figure out how to fill? Like something incredibly significant is missing, but you can’t pinpoint what it is. It’s like remembering something fleetingly, only for it to slip away before you can capture it or etch it into your memory. Val left that feeling inside me—the hollowness—like a gravitational black hole sucking everything in but never reaching capacity. Sometimes her presence overwhelms me to the point where my eyes well up on their own.

I looked around, the emptiness of the room pressed down on me. When she was in here, even though it was just a few minutes, it was the most fulfilling few minutes of my life. It felt like she belonged in here, the missing piece of my puzzle. My heart warmed up at the thought of her seating on my bed. But she was gone, leaving the emptiness that only made the ache in my heart worse. I left the chamber as though running from something clawing at my spine. I couldn’t stay there even for an extra second.

Sky I feel empty, not sad, not angry, not frustarted, it is just like someone took my heart away and closed my chest and told me to live like that I know many people had and even currently be fantasying something like that, but let me tell you it is no roses or does it makes matters better, cause the emptiness I feel is like something inside me was ripped out and never replaced, I wasn’t given no peace I haven’t spoken to Ace since that day.

I took a quick glance around the room, and my gaze eventually settled on the bed beside me. It was supposed to be occupied by someone else, but instead it was vacant. This emptiness filled me with a deep sense of sorrow that reached all the way to my core. “A-aiden?”

He groaned loud when he felt how ready I was, like it was the best thing he had ever felt. “See? Even your body knows. Even when your mind is busy, your heart and your flesh know exactly who they belong to. Only me. Always me.” “Vance please…” I whined, lifting my hips, needing him inside me, needing to feel him fill that space inside me that only he could ever touch. “I need you. I feel empty without you. I missed you so much.” “I know baby, I know, I am right here. I am going to give you everything. I am going to pour every bit of my love and my worry and my need right inside you so you carry it with you always.”