Novel & Cerita When Did Your Heart Let Me Go

“When I brought Loretta to the pack as my mate, everyone was happy to see her. They treated her as royalty, setting aside a special day to celebrate her. I trusted her with my heart, and look what she did with it.” A sadistic smile spread across Asher's lips, and he turned away from me, punching the wall with such force that his knuckles began to bleed. I tried to reach out to him, but he shot me a cold look, snarling and baring his fangs to warn me away. “I gave her my heart, and she crushed it to dust. She took my heart and ran with it, smashing it to pieces until I couldn't feel its beat anymore. All I felt was numbness and regret.”

I held her tracksuit close to me and started crying again. **Could you find a way to let me down slowly? A little sympathy, I hope you can show me If you wanna go, then I'll be so lonely If you're leavin', baby, let me down slowly Let me down, down, let me down, down, let me down Let me down, down, let me down, down, let me down If you wanna go, then I'll be so lonely If you're leavin', baby, let me down slowly** *

After some thought, she agreed. The trip was scheduled for early spring. Months away. Still, the anticipation gave her something new to look forward to. Another step forward. Another piece of her future taking shape. By the time spring finally arrived, nearly a year had passed since the collapse of HeartLock. The anniversary appeared briefly in the news. A few articles revisited the scandal. A handful of commentators reflected on its impact. Then the world continued turning. The conference approached. Selena packed her luggage the night before departure.

I stare at the line for a minute or more. This is it. But why does it hurt? My brain wants something different from my heart. It takes a few trials for my hand to function, I flash myself an encouraging smile in the mirror. If you love someone, you will let them go. I guess it is time. It is time to let El go. I put my signature and set the pen on the dresser.

I replied shortly. “Why did you refuse to go out with him?” “I have no reason to go out with him?” “You…” She pointed her finger towards me. Looking sideways, I sighed heavily then turned to her. “I just had my heartbreak, Krist. Can you please give me a break?” “What heartbreak? When did that happen? Why don’t I know anything these days?” she mumbled, scratching her head. “Duh! Krist, such a waste to have you as my bestie. You know everything and still don’t know anything.”

It was all him and his masculinity that was turning my legs weak at the moment. And then I stopped thinking altogether as we started dancing. Absentmindedly, I registered the fact that the song which started playing was ‘Never let me go’ by Teffler. It was ironic since I was going to let him go soon. Though we were mates, we were just not meant to be…

“What else could you be happy about? “Sara asked as the door was opened to the car and she got in and then she waited for him to get into the car as well. “Well, you see, I made my step-cousin sign a contract almost sevenish years ago and came to find out getting her to follow through on it was the best thing in my life.” He said, “I do have to say that was the best contract I have ever written.” “Oh, really?” she laughed as she looked at him. “Yes.” He said, “once I could get her to see with her heart, she knew everything was right there in front of us.” “I love you, Garrett Holt,” Sara said as she looked forward out the window ahead of them.

My voice wasn't loud, yet it ripped through the romantic scene like a bomb. The smiles on the guests' faces froze. Everything seemed to pause in time. Even Yvonne's radiant expression stiffened. Her usually gentle eyes were now filled with embarrassment. "What are you talking about, Cindy? Today is my and Charles' big day…" Charles' face had drained of color. He stared at me intently. "What did you just say?" I stared straight at him and repeated firmly, "I don't love you anymore. It's over between us." With that, I put down the microphone and turned to leave. This place made me sick to my stomach.

Oh yeah, I didn't count-- I didn't know how to count heartbreaks yet. So, we got engaged in the end and naturally, as a typical five-year-old, I was happy. I mean we ate cake! That was a big deal for me. But, I wasn't free now- Not anymore. As the days went by, my expectations grew. I thought goodbyes were closed chapters, but for you, they weren't. It felt like I was a page ripped out from one story and forcefully pasted in your book of life.

He took a long, regretful breath. “And she chose her love. I was angry. I was hurt. And I let her go, thinking she would return when things got difficult. But she never came back. And when I finally looked for her... when I found out about you... it was already too late.” He stood up, his body trembling slightly, and walked slowly toward Hazel. Hazel instinctively took a step back.