Romans & histoires Unforgotten Love

my head spins, my memories are fractured, skipping through my fingers like ice water, i know the boy was him. I just can't remember everything, only the pain, and the promise. The anesthesia drags me under again. Fenir whispers one word in the dark of my mind. Mate. And I black out.

It felt like my world came crashing down when I heard Trevor say he wanted to forgive Roxanne. Cyril was our only child born after ten years of marriage. He was our miracle. His body lay cold and stiff upstairs in the surgery room, yet Trevor was determined to forgive the ones who had killed him. "Trevor Walker! Are you insane?" I yelled, completely losing it. I charged toward him and slammed my fists into his chest. "That was your son! How could you say that? How could you…"

"What do I have to do for you to forgive me? Please, just tell me." I sighed. "The three of us have been entangled for far too long. There's no happiness waiting at the end of this. It's like that wedding gown. Once torn, it can't be repaired. And even if you get a new one, it will never fit quite the same. "That's what we are now. That's our ending." I stood up. "So, stop looking for me. I can't bear the weight of your so-called love anymore, and I won't turn back."

I don’t remember very much about the life that I once lived before I meet the man that I fell in love with. I have fragments of memory like it was told to me by a wondering future teller that I was to meet the love of my life that night only if I went to the Le Glow Club but I’d only meet him if I went there as I went home that day. I found it hard to believe as I had always been overlooked my men in the past so I really didn’t think much of it but straighten up my bag and started to head towards the tube sky station somehow I still found my way to the Le Glow Club so I thought to myself I guess I’ve got nothing to lose except for a good telling off once I finally got home.

"Ava, I love you. And whether or not your memories return, that love will endure. We can start anew, build new memories together." His words struck a chord deep within me, a flicker of hope amidst the darkness of my amnesia. I realized that love wasn't solely about the past—it was about the present and the future we could create together. I may not remember the moments we shared, but I could feel the warmth in his touch, the sincerity in his voice, and the unwavering support he offered.

For them, my gift would highlight the moments that they felt the most love and amplify them. The forgotten however are an entirely different story. This would be a person who has either never known love or they have lived so long without it that they wouldn’t know it if it smacked them in the face. My gift to them is a form of torture. They would only see moments where they thought the love they were shown were real or how they could have gone if it were. It is meant to make them regret there decisions in life and to show them that they are unworthy of it.

Their tender exchange unfurled within the halls of the mansion, a poignant depiction of unanticipated love intertwined with the echoes of unspoken truth and unwavering companionship. As they navigated the complex terrain of their rekindled love, Jace and Marvis delved deeper into the labyrinth of their emotions. "Marvis, the resonance of our unyielding love has surpassed the echoes of our tumultuous past. It's a testament to the healing power of unspoken truths," Jace affirmed, his voice buoyed by unyielding hope. Marvis, her eyes reflecting the depth of their shared love, echoed his sentiments with an unwavering affirmation. "Jace, our unyielding love signifies the triumph of healing and un

Justin. Love? Is it really possible for me to fall in love with you? Or not? Because I know in my heart that one sorry from Lia, then I am willing to forgive her and forget our past. Forget all the heartaches that she has caused me, Forget all the pain I felt that night. “But most of all hyung, love is not an idea, it is something that you can feel. Never be in love with the idea that you are still in love with the person.”

Liam bowed his head, speaking in a voice so low it was barely audible: “I get it, I get it all…” How can you not understand that there is no longer any possibility between them? It's just that forgetting someone is really not easy. If you've ever truly loved someone, you can't say forgetting is forgetting. “Liam, you are so lucky to have a wife who loves you like that, and a lovely daughter like this. If you open your heart, you will realize, you are really living a very happy life." Grainne sighed and continued: "Promise me, forget me, try starting your new life, okay? Just watch it. Like for me." Liam was silent for a long moment, then solemnly nodded.

“I don’t remember loving you.” My eyes closed. “But I think…” He struggled for the words. “I think I’m falling for you again.” A sob escaped me. He pulled me into his arms. I didn’t ask him to remember. I didn’t ask him to promise forever. I simply held him. Because for the first time, our love wasn’t built on revenge. It wasn’t built on bloodlines. It wasn’t built on memories someone else had given back to us. It was being born again. Naturally.