Dreamyquill16
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Shadows of Yesterday
Romance Laila Collins never believed in fairytales. After losing her mother and being sent away to a rehabilitation camp, she learned the hard way that trust was fleeting, and love was nothing but a beautifully crafted lie. But then she met Maximilian Astor- reckless, untamed, and carrying wounds of his own.
For one summer, they found solace in each other. A connection so raw, so intense, it felt unbreakable. Until it shattered.
A misplaced number. A severed connection. A destiny rewritten by forces beyond their control.
Now, eight years later, Laila has built walls around her heart, and Max has become the cold, untouchable heir to an empire. When fate forces their paths to collide once more, the ghosts of yesterday come rushing back along with secrets that could change everything.
But love doesn't wait for second chances. And some wounds never heal.
Will they fight for what was lost, or will the shadows of their past consume them forever? You might like
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SarahBlythe. "I want a divorce Noah", I said to him. My heart beating and knees weak. I was scared of how he would react.
'He should be happy right? I mean I am giving him a way out of the bondage of a marriage', I said to myself.
Noah expression darkened and I could see his jaw tighten. He stood up and took slow steady steps towards me with both hands in his pocket.
I immediately got scared and moved backwards.
Noah Wellesley isn't the abusive type but he hates me to the bone, I wasn't sure what he is capable of.
"Wh-what are you doing?", I asked, still moving backwards. Before approaching him for the request of divorce, I promised to be strong and not to let him intimidate me but... he is Noah Wellesley, the only man I have loved, and maybe still love.
"What did you say?", He growled and I flinched.
"I want to end this sham of a marriage, shouldn't you be happy?!", I suddenly found the courage to speak back.
"And what makes you think I would be happy if we divorce?", He uttered and my brows furrowed.
What did he mean by that?
I stopped moving and he soon caught up to me, his eyes dancing on my lips and I saw the hidden feelings in his eyes.
'Why is he like this?', I asked myself.