I Am Not A Woman You Can Discard

g. No relief. No sadness. No anger. Just a hollow emptiness stretchi

s. They had been inseparable, their names always spoken together as if they were destined to be one.

ver had an ex

ything to, had betrayed her without hesitation. She had given him her yout

rage. Instead, she had smiled-a cold, lifeless curve of

d said, her voice

zel eyes. But it was too late for regrets. With

ing felt unfamiliar. The silence was deafening. The absence of Zayden's pres

in the distance, people were falling in love, making promises they bel

r ag

m her thoughts. She frowned. It was near

alked over and pul

here

air V

had spent ye

ce alone was overwhelming, suffocating. Unlike Zayden, who had once felt like warmth, Alistai

asked, gripping the doorframe a

her-his gaze running over her as if he were assessing

d, his voice deep and smooth,

"That's not y

ctively, she stepped back. The air betwe

said, his voice quieter now.

nto a fist. "And I told y

amusement and frustration. "You think you ca

rom this man, running from the past they shared, fr

she whispered. "With Zayden

His voice was softer now, but there was an edge to it. "You t

he always sa

about the pa

brushing her chin, forcing her to meet

breath and tore herself

is eyes told her

matter how much she ran, Alistai