You Abandoned Me Novels & Stories

I turned on the television. And there the news was. No name mentioned but the narration pointed straight at me. My chest tightened. My fingers dug into my phone. My neck tilted involuntarily to the side, a habit I hated but couldn’t stop. My hair fell forward and I flicked it back, my throat suffocating. “You’re a failed surgeon.” “Dr. Ford…” Nora’s voice. I spun around. No one was there. “You’re going to end up alone. Just like her. You almost killed a patient.”

My heart raced as memories flashed through my mind—lost moments, failures, the pain of being alone. “I fear… being abandoned,” I confessed, the words spilling out before I could stop myself. “Abandoned?” He repeated, his voice dripping with mockery. “Why do you think you deserve that? Tell me.” His question cut deep, slicing through the fragile barrier I had built to protect myself. I hesitated, searching for a way out, but there was no escape from his dark grasp. “I—because I’m not good enough,” I stammered, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. “Because I always mess things up. People leave me.”

I refuse to die here and abandon her hope, her fight! "Okay, Mam. I'm sorry. Let's do it! If the dochtúirí get me healthy, I can come back to you. I can save you. We can run away together," I whisper past my blood-covered lips, and her smile stretches across her face like a wide river.

It is when your parents or people so close to you do not even give you a listening ear. They feel so right in everything they do. That is why so many children feel unloved and abandoned All these while I felt relaxed that my mom would hear me out but, she just disappointed me so badly. I do not think I can ever trust her and tell her anything. Ever! This would be my last mistake. After she left and went to prepare for work, I just laid in bed helplessly. I needed to get this out of me. I could not call my dad because he will not even answer my call.

She collapsed, gasping for air, her eyes filled with terror. "Get out! Before I kill you with my own hands!" Ivy scrambled away, fleeing the room. Caleb sank to his knees by the pile of ash. He looked toward the trash can and saw the bottle of healing ointment Evelyn had discarded. He remembered the look in her eyes—cold and dead—as she hit the wall and spat blood. How much pain had she been in? He finally realized that he had spent years throwing away his true mate, pushing away the only person who truly loved him.

How can you be okay standing with guys that abandoned me at my hotel room. Queen:: oh! That, am very sorry babe, I thought you gotten over it already, Me:: did I just hear you say you've gotten over it? Gotten over what exactly if I may ask you? I took them to the beech, bought drinks for them, did sane to their so called girlfriends, played for their hotel rooms, they had their fun and abandoned me there, what if something had happened to me. Queen, it's okay babe I understand……

I regret abandoning my parents years ago, leaving them for a man that has discarded me and maybe that was why I was getting paid for my actions against my parents. I sobbed heavily as I was now left with nothing but regrets and my body wracked with silent sob as shame washed over me in waves. But now, with the threat of jail looming over me, I really had no other choice. I had no other choice than to call the only man that truly care about me but I abandoned him for love. I was the only thing that matters to him so I shattered both of their hearts and left them alone all these years. Taking a deep breath, I looked up at the cop. "Please, can..can you call Marcus Roderigo for me?" I asked, my

The villa door slammed shut after Leonard left. The sound of his car slowly faded down the rain-soaked road leading away from the isolated countryside estate. And Vanessa was still kneeling on the floor. Ash cried softly in her arms. But Vanessa barely seemed to hear him anymore. Her gaze was empty. Her breathing uneven. Leonard’s words kept replaying inside her head. Slowly, Vanessa lowered her eyes to her baby boy. Tears continued falling uncontrollably down her cheeks. “Ash…” she whispered hoarsely. “Your father abandoned us…”

Lorenzo’s voice sounded like a dying beast, screaming my name through the torrential rain. He refused to leave. He stubbornly believed that if he knelt in the rain long enough, just like he did years ago, my heart would soften. He thought I would come out holding an umbrella and bring him home, just like I did when I was eighteen. Unfortunately, the Elena who loved him died the night he abandoned her. "Make him shut up." I set down my glass of red wine, draped a black cashmere coat over my shoulders, and walked out of the main building.

I stopped but didn't turn around. His voice softened. "Take care of Roman, call me if you need anything, anything at all ." I closed my eyes briefly. "I will." Then I walked out. I had my money. I had my son. I had the freedom to choose where I went next. So why did leaving Brian feel like I was the one being abandoned?