어려움 Novels & Stories

Something was wrong. •••

Through them, she sees her beloved son and without them, there is no way she would ever rule peacefully. Prince Archie who was currently undergoing treatment in his room winced in pain. He had ended with a bruise on the arm and also on his forehead. He had gotten the horse as a gift from a royal member, and he decided to show his gratitude by training it. The horse then proved to be stubborn as prince Archie tried his best to make it move forward. Even the man in charge of the horses did his best to stop prince Archie from mounting the horse but he proved to be stubborn also.

So hard and confusing! ***

“Damnit Cheryl, I should be the better person, I should walk away from you, but I’m a selfish man, you make it easier to live.” I fell back into the passengers’ seat with a sigh, he always talked in riddles that I didn’t understand, whenever I pushed him on it, he shut down and I wouldn’t hear from him for a few days. It wreaked havoc on my soul, so I stopped pushing, and he stopped shutting down.

He says with a small sigh. " I'm sorry I've been a jerk lately." I apologise. " Please don't say that. You're not a jerk, you are a beautiful woman who's been through a lot. I just wish you can just… I don't know. Maybe go out with me tomorrow evening." He sounds so unsure, like he's afraid I was gonna turn him down. Anderson is a good looking wealthy man. In his early thirties and very hard working. He's super sweet and can definitely make a good partner. If only I can just give him a chance without worrying about Caleb and the damages he cost me. Maybe that's what I even need.

🌧️Struggle and hardship don’t weaken this story—they give it grounding, a texture that makes every soft moment even more earned. It doesn't have to be dramatic or loud. It can show up in small ways: creative doubt, emotional exhaustion, the ache of misunderstanding, or the weight of choosing to remain after pain.

It wasn’t much, just enough to survive. But things went bad, the business failed. Then tragedy struck, they died in an accident. After their funeral, everything fell apart. Lira, the one they trusted the most stole the little money we had left and vanished. She left me to drown alone. That money could’ve helped us breathe, even for a little while. Instead, the debts kept growing, the pressure became unbearable. and one day, the bank came and threw me out of the house with no mercy. Since then, I decided to work, earn money, pay the bills, and clear the debt so I could survive.