You Abandoned Me Novels & Stories

"Don't. Stay there." My voice shook with the effort of containing everything, fury and grief and the devastating sense of having been abandoned in the dark. "You left me here thinking I was worthless." "Darling…" "No!" The tears fell faster now, beyond my control, hot tracks that I didn't bother to wipe away. "You couldn't text me? Call me? Come back here and tell me what was happening?" My voice shattered completely, becoming something raw and wounded. "You left me imagining every possible reason you didn't want me anymore."

It burned hot against my skin. My chest rose and fell fast. My lips trembled. I tried to wipe the tears away quickly, but they just kept coming. “Yes,” I said, my voice breaking. “Yes, I have eight kids. And as for how it happened—” I gave a weak laugh, bitter and shaky. “Even I don’t know.” I met his eyes, and my voice rose. “And as for us… don’t ever mention us again.” The pain inside me snapped free. “You f*cking abandoned me for months! No texts, no calls, nothing!”

Her answer was tainted," I allowed moment was going to be the morning of our ever. rather, it's the end of what I formerly allowed . How do I continue on in a future that's erected on pledges that shatter before they're indeed given?" Lawson's tone was soft but strong," occasionally, sweet, the worst backstabbings can educate us the topmost assignments. You have to hold on to your own worth. Flash back, you are n't defined by another man's choices. You have your dreams, your strength, and a whole life to live.". That evening, in a quiet room down from the remnants of festivity, Flora sat with her mama ." Why did he do it, Mom?" Flora's voice quivered as she tried to attune the man she loved

I could feel my heart being hollowed out. She smoothed her immaculate skirt. "Forget about any ideas you never should have had in the first place and do what I told you. Stop living in your fantasies." I lowered my eyes and nodded slightly. "Once this is over, I won't owe you anything." She waved impatiently. "Get out." Unfortunately, she still did not know that I had already recovered all my memories during a high fever caused by an old injury flaring up about half a year ago.

With a cry of anguish, Caleb shoved Vanessa away. She hit the ground hard, scraping both knees against the rough pavement. But she didn’t bother about the pain. She simply curled into herself and burst into uncontrollable sobs. She didn’t need anyone to tell her what this meant. Even without Caleb speaking, she already knew everything was over. Caleb looked down at her with nothing but disgust. “We’re done, You and I are finished.” he said coldly. His voice carried no trace of affection. “I regret ever marrying you… and I curse the day we met.”

Just as I was about to leave, a tiny hand tugged on the corner of my coat. I turned around. The little boy was standing there, staring up at me with wide eyes. His lips trembled for a long time before he whispered, “Thank you.” Maybe it was because I knew what it felt like to be abandoned, but something in me felt for him. From that day on, I started dividing my breakfast into three parts—one for the stray dog, one for the boy, and a small piece of dry bread for myself.

His father had completely abandoned us. “Papa…” he whispered, and to my ears, he sounded like a little boy desperately searching for his father beyond the tall, heavy walls. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I held him even tighter. “I am here, and I will never leave you. Mama is here, just like before.” We both cried as our hearts shattered into pieces. Never again should we try to enter a world where we did not belong and where we were never accepted. To be continued...

He could dream on. He was never getting out in this life. Perhaps, he won't even live out his life. I closed my phone, grabbed my suitcase, and left for the airport without looking back. I would never return to this city ever again, in this life.

It made Christine and Martin to feel unsettled. "We are sorry. We abandoned you." Christine said. "I wasn't able to see my baby girl grow up. I'm such a bad mother. Please forgive me daughter, let me make up for it." "Me too baby. I was such a poor dad. I abandoned you without a second thought. How I wish I could even kill myself. But I can't because I want see my daughter and grandson leave a good life and see my daughter give me a few more grandchildren." Martin said.

Izzy’s POV My hand fits perfectly in his. Tingles are rushing all the way up my arm as he rubs small circles on the back of my hand. Could it be possible that I found someone who will love me finally. My bag bumps my hip with every step I take and I get lost in thoughts of the past and what is to come. I make a list in my head, my mothers death, the constant abuse, being rejected, escaping, letting Cas out of her shell, the freedom I felt when I left the old pack.