Tragedy You Are My Remedy Novels & Stories

His nails dug into my skin near my collar bone, and I was worried if it was bleeding. "No, please.." I said, she he struggled with my zipper. I screamed in horror when he opened it. "You are so concerned about everyone right?" He barked in my face. "Sapphire, Sean and your love Brett. Who is going to help you now? Who is going to come rescue from me? I'm going to ruin you for any other guy and you're jut going to be helpless. You will do nothing more than just sob in my arms and regret about how you didn't go against me."

"I'm repulsive? Look in the mirror! You're the one with a foot in two beds. If you'd kept it in your pants, we wouldn't be here. Blame your greed, not me." Isiah's rage peaked, and he delivered another blow that floored her. "Lies! If you hadn't seduced me, how could I have abandoned Floria?" He pivoted to me with a desperate expression, lunging for my hand. "Honey, I swear I was trapped. I'd never betray you otherwise. If I had known she had AIDS, I would never have touched her." He turned the slaps on himself, welts blooming red. "I'm scum. Punish me, scream—anything but divorce. Give me another chance. I can't live without you."

Accompanied by the howling wind, I thought I heard someone calling my name. I tried hard to open my eyes but could only see rocks flying past. I smiled, feeling genuinely happy. This was the perfect death I had chosen for myself. A bottomless cliff meant certain death. My body would nourish the earth. And I would never have to see Xander, Oliver, Jacob, or Asher who did not love me, ever again. [Congratulations, Host. You are about to return to your original world.]

In his mind, every choice he made was for us, and I had no right to question him. Once, that apology would've melted me and pulled me back into his orbit. Now it was too late. I'd poured every ounce of myself into waiting for those words, and I had nothing left to give. His attitude could no longer affect me. I only needed him to be gone. My silence rattled him further. He sighed, "I admit it. I was selfish. Going to Megan's fake wedding on Alex's funeral day was wrong. But he's gone now. I'm all you have left. Can you really walk away from me?"

Unfortunately, I would never live to hear those words. "I'm sorry. Thank you for not giving up on me. Thank you for giving me the gift of sight." Leon stood nearby, tears running down his face. I hovered above them, quietly watching. My revenge was complete. Everyone who had wronged me had paid the price. Yet inside me, there was only emptiness. I watched Leon and Daria, dependent on each other, slowly disappear into the distance. A gentle wind stirred, and I felt my spirit growing fainter, more transparent, until I began to fade away in the warm sunlight.

There is no point for me to wallow in self pity. I got out of the bed and dragged myself into the bathroom and prepared a hot bath. I immersed myself in the water and closed my eyes to relax. I felt the tesnion in my body disappear but the pain in my heart had no cure. I cried and I couldn't stop. What wad happening to me? When did things start going wrong in my life? Not long ago, I was happy after finding out I was pregnant but everything go ruined after that. It was truly unfortunate. Once I wa done bathing and getting ready for the day, I planned to distract myself by spending the day painting. I loved painting and it helped me feel better almost every time. As I was planning to do that,

As he collapses to the ground, the resonance of his heartbreak is intensified by the harsh impact of his hand against the unforgiving surface. His tear-streaked face contorts with a mix of disbelief and agony. The world around him blurs as he grapples with the harsh reality of Emma's departure. The forlorn scene unfolds like a tragic opera, with Shane as the tormented protagonist, stripped of the love he so fervently sought.