Unspeakable Break Up 소설 & 이야기

The day after I proposed to my fiancée, she sent me a message out of nowhere saying it was over. I called her over and over, frantic, but she hung up every time. I sent message after message, and she read every one without replying. I even went looking for her, but she was nowhere to be found. It was not until I collapsed onto the couch, completely drained and white as a sheet, that I finally saw a new social media post from her childhood friend. [Only Ellery would actually go through with it. She drew the dare to dump her fiancé cold—no explanation, nothing—and she really did it. Absolute legend!] I read it, then replied to her message: [Got it.]

​Kai’s voice rose, striking a furious, depleted tone that erupted from the depths of a deeply fractured, long-suppressed patience: — "I am exhausted, Eileen... truly exhausted! I am sick of your suffocating weakness, and your constant breakdowns that drag us straight to the bottom every single time. Every time I think we’ve taken a single step forward to build a normal, stable life, you suddenly shatter and throw us right back to square zero!" ​Eileen recoiled into herself, feeling his lacerating words hit like direct stabs to her wounded pride. Kai continued his ruthless assault, his eyes blazing with a frustration that had accumulated over the years:

"Please..." My voice broke. "Help me.”

"I don't want them. Even if they're brand new and identical, our bond is fractured. There's no going back." Maybe it was because he'd been shut out for so many days, but Ryan finally snapped. "Celine, why can't you just give me a break?" "You're the one who didn't tell me you were pregnant!" If you had just said something, I never would have left you at the clinic that day." "And I've explained the situation with Clara a thousand times. I don't love her! I'm just looking after my brother's mate and fulfilling her final wish. Why is that so hard for you to understand?"

"You don't mean that." "I do," he insists, but he won't meet my eyes when he says it. "We got caught up in something that was never going to work. Now it's over." "Just like that?" I ask, tears starting to blur my vision. "Two months together, and you can just turn it off like a switch?" "It's better this way," he says, finally looking at me. But his eyes are cold, distant, like he's looking at a stranger. "A Clean break, no more complications."

I only caught bits and pieces. "So she sold herself for money?" "This is brutal. He waited until midnight just to see his girlfriend come out with another man." "That filthy bitch. Can we strike her already?" "This couldn't have been the first time. He got cheated on and still waited. How miserable!" "I want Annabeth Leavitt to be struck to death right now!" I stared at the screen, momentarily frozen, and my eyes began to sting. The pressure coming from the court made it hard to breathe. I braced myself, barely managing to stay seated.

They didn't know I was awake when they had to talk that night. They didn't know I was able to hear the breaking news from my father. They didn't know I heard the words that broke my mother's heart. “I'm sorry. My family needs me, Riva. They need me,” “Your family? Aren't we, your family Javier?” How I loathe hearing those words again. How I hate that I had to hear that only to break me apart. How I hate my father for making us a fool for years. How painful it was for me to see my mother crying every night.

Am a 29 old divorcée with little dating experience, no kids, the thought of loving someone else scares me to death, life without Zach is meaningless. Mom whispered several words of consolation to me as she slowly led me to my room.

then the barman ended everything by calling security on him. "hey... I..." "don't sweat it. keep the change." I interrupted him, dropping his money on the counter and left. ***** "Why!... I hate you." That was all I could yell throwing anything my hand could reach and breaking whatever was breakable close to me. I have never in my life felt such public humiliation, never felt rejection, never felt so broken before. I had no one to turn to or confide in. For weeks I drowned myself in alcohol, drugs and anything I wouldn't originally buy with my money. That was where I found consolence. I wouldn't pick any incoming calls, nor let anyone in on my life.

"Break that." "What?" "Date me."