Romans & histoires Walking Away From Unloving Fiance

"Vivian, I haven't completed the mate-bonding ceremony with Serene. Say the word, and I'll reject her and mark you right now." At that moment, the world goes still, and I even forgot how to breathe. So this is what he's been doing while I was gone, chasing the woman he never let go of. Meanwhile, I spent those two years giving everything I had, trying to become someone worthy of standing by his side. I don't ask why or shed a tear. I just turn around and walk away. If she's what he wants, then so be it. The mate-bonding ceremony I dreamed of will be theirs instead.

"Jennifer will notice you're gone. You should leave." "Liam—" "Please, Evelyn. Please just let me do this my way. Let me maintain distance. Let me prepare for losing you. Because if I don't—if I let myself love you the way I want to—your eventual departure will kill me more surely than any prison sentence." I wanted to argue. Wanted to break down his walls. Wanted to make him see that love was worth the risk of pain. But Jennifer's footsteps were approaching. Our three minutes were up. I left, returning to my separate bedroom, my separate existence, my husband who was already grieving our marriage while it was still technically alive.

My voice wavered. Mercy scoffed. “You don’t have to cry sis. I can give him what you can’t.” I turned to her, My whole body burned with humiliation, betrayal, rage but most of all, grief. “You can have him,” I whispered. “I’m done.” Without another word, I turned and ran. On my ruined marriage. On the man I had once loved. Tears fell freely as I walked away. Out of the door. Into the night I don't know where I'm going, only that i needed to go.

Her decision to divorce was to protect her own future, because no matter how long, that man had no space in his heart for Nayla, other than his biological needs! "I want to rest, go away," Nayla said with a voice full of despair, trying to hold back the pain that struck her heart. Zavier responded with a weak movement, almost as if he were struck by the command. He nodded slowly, trying to hide the turmoil of emotions within his heart. Without a word, he stood up from his place and walked out of the room with heavy steps.

"Just know that I will always love you. No matter what happens. No matter where you go or who you end up with. You are it for me, Shayla. You have always been it for me from the moment I met you and that is never going to change. Not ever." Without waiting for her response, without giving her a chance to say anything back, Grayson walked away. Down the hallway. Away from her. Left Shayla standing there alone in the hospital corridor. Crying. Processing everything he had just said. He could not be near her right now. He could not look at her without breaking down completely. So he walked away. Even though it killed him. Even though every step felt like pulling his own heart out of his chest.

I was reluctant to love him, but when I did fall, I fell quick and hard. I loved him. There was no doubt in my mind. So what went wrong? If I loved him this much, why did I walk away from him? What was so bad about learning of his previous marriage? Was it because he didn’t tell me about it before? Was it simply a case of cold feet? Or was it something else?

I gasp “That broke me more than anything. So I walked away, I walked away and left her” My body is shaking as I sob silently, “I walked away like the coward I was, away from the woman I loved, and I went home. I decided to ruin my father as he did me, so I married Becca, smiled at the fucking camera and played son” he scoffs “Everything started going as I planned, JJ dad too had him married, and we were bound, to the world I was happy, but it was lifeless, loveless” I reach over and take his hand, He squeezes my hand, appreciating the gesture. “It was a dark time in my life. I married Becca to fulfill my obligations, and I regretted walking away from your mother because I never stopped lovin

On what should have been the happiest day of her life, Amelia Hart watches her perfect wedding crumble in seconds. Just as she reaches the altar, the church doors burst open, and a little girl points at her fiancé. "Daddy… why are you marrying another woman?" Before Ethan can explain, whispers spread through the congregation, cameras begin recording, and Amelia walks away with a shattered heart. The world believes Ethan has been living a double life. Amelia believes it too. But when the mysterious little girl disappears without a trace and her mother is found missing, Amelia uncovers a trail of lies that stretches back decades. Every answer leads to another secret, and every secret bri

“Are you really choosing her over me? Your fiancee?” “Ex fiancee” he immediately retorted coldly, as my already shattered heart plummeted from his renounce. “She’s not the liar here”. he bit back. “Leave Clarissa, before I have to drag you out myself”. My breathe hitched in my throat, and something inside me died in that moment. Now realizing I was fighting a loosing game. Years of love. Memories. Laughter. Gone like smoke. And without another word, I turned and stormed away, pushing through the hallway, with my heels clicking furiously across the marble floors, out the door, out of his life.

Hanging my head in momentary defeat as I allow him to leave me again; I will someway-somehow win back this beautifully stubborn young man and he will understand that we are not better off without each other. Walking away from them is the hardest thing I have ever done in my life due to have to look them in their eyes along with explaining why I can't leave with them. Walking away from Parker was hard enough since I think of him a father figure, my 'dad' who wanted me and Riley was even harder; I truly do love him and I know I could have learned to love Julia over time but the nagging feeling of fucking their lives up is what is holding me back from my happily ever after but I am hoping to fi