Walking Away From Unloving Fiance Novels & Stories

I yelled, my heart pounding out of my chest. “Exactly why I left you. You don’t know what love is.” He spat, his tone dismissive. I gasp in disbelief, “I left my family, my friends, everything I knew, and moved to New York with YOU. Every decision I made was to make YOU happy. Not me. Because I loved you Kevin, with everything in me;” I violently wiped the tears from my eyes “But was my mistake.” My voice cracked and so did my heart. “If I remember correctly Diana, I never asked you to do any of that. Don’t put that on me.” His tone was ice cold, and his eyes were even colder.

Grandma Martha wasn't there to annihilate her in yet another match because she had travelled to visit relatives. Iris sighed and turned away. What now? She couldn't even remember the last time she'd left the house for something other than an obligatory social event. Ollie, her ex-husband, had made sure she had no friends, and no one to turn to. And even though Carter-her current husband-wasn't like Ollie, she hadn't found her footing since marrying him. The walls were suffocating her. Enough. Grabbing her coat, Iris slipped on some sneakers and grabbed her keys.

he said quietly, “Accept the marriage or leave this family permanently.” I stared at him for a long moment, then slowly placed the disownment papers back onto the desk. “I think,” I whispered painfully, “I already lost this family a long time ago.” Without waiting for permission, I turned and walked out, nobody stopped me, the mansion blurred around me as I wandered through endless hallways. I didn’t know where I was going, only that I couldn’t breathe near them anymore. Eventually, my steps carried me toward the abandoned west wing.

He didn’t stop me this time. “As for the marriage contract, I don’t care anymore,” I added. “You can go ahead with it, cancel it, do whatever you want. I’m done.” I turned around. And this time, I walked away for real. I didn’t stop. I didn’t look back. I just kept moving. And as I walked, the thoughts started hitting me harder. Oh Riley, you’re so stupid. You stayed this long thinking something would change. You let yourself believe there was something real here.

Most of the attendees at my wedding, who witnessed the spectacle, had left. I was the only one left stunned and in disbelief. My parents consoled me with teary eyes. “Veronica, it’s all our fault. We shouldn’t have rushed you into marriage. Who would’ve thought…?” My fiance, Joe Smith, had fled from our wedding. The man who had kissed my forehead tenderly just the night before had vanished without a trace. I bawled my eyes out in the vanity room until my makeup was completely ruined. I felt incredibly hurt when I looked at the ring on my finger.

I signaled for him to leave and he raised his hands then walked away. “We have to” “We don’t” she yelled “This wasn’t the agreement” “Agreements are meant to change” “No, can’t you hear me? No” “This is us compromising, it’s a loveless marriage and you can get a lot out of it” “I’m out, I don’t care about anything, I am out” she yells at me and turns to walk away.

Instantly , I started regretting calling Adrian. Perhaps I should have called Jacinta like I originally intended, but fear, desperation, and urgency pushed me to call Adrian, because deep down I knew he would be the quickest to act. But being here only made me feel unwanted and unloved all over again. Apart from Adrian’s affair with Danielle, which I discovered myself, another reason I chose to divorce him was to escape the hatred and rejection I received daily from his mother and sister. I knew the only way out of it was to leave.

“Day 63. How can I refuse a man that makes me feel so giddy and happy inside. With each smile, each look he gives me, the more I want to be his. He kissed me on my cheek today and I could have sworn my heart almost beat out of my chest. What am I doing? His kind and mine cannot be together in the marital way, I must leave. I must return home and not speak of this to anyone, I have to stop being so careless. I know Maggie will convince me to stay, so tomorrow night when everyone has gone to bed, that is when I will go. I’ll leave letters for both her and Iver, and I hope it’ll be enough for them to understand why I must leave”. My eyes were wide open staring at the page as my jaw almost hit t

“You stood by while your family torched her spirit again and again. You let your mother make her feel like an outsider. You let your ex move in and pretend your home is hers.” I don’t argue. I can’t. “If she is stupid enough to give you another chance, and I pray to God she isn’t, but if she is, you better do it right. For now, just stay away until she’s ready. That’s my advice to you.” He walks out the door behind Bree and Serena. I don’t follow them. I just watch the woman I love disappear out the door with her suitcase and a broken heart. The door shuts. The silence is thick.

Max took a deep breath, struggling to find the right words. "Diana, I love you more than anything. But this life... it's a part of me. I can't just walk away, not now, not with everything that's happening." Max stood up, his legs feeling heavy, and finally said, "Now it's your choice, I won't force you." Without waiting for a response, he walked out of Diana's flat as quickly as possible, the weight of his decision pressing down on him. Diana stayed seated on the couch, pressing her lips together and sighing heavily, feeling the finality of his departure.