Shattered Love

ly believed love, real lo

ackling radio. She believed it on sleepless nights when dreams were too heavy to carry alone, and his arms became her shelter. Their l

shop, Emily stared at the empty chair across from h

anymore. It had started, she thought, not with a grand betrayal, but with the quiet, invisible shifts. A missed call. A glance t

silent and slow, until one day she woke up and realized she no

she knew Jackson was probably staring at the same gray sky, wrestling the same ghosts. They were both prison

? Emily wasn't sure. Some nights she still dreamed of him - of their laughter ringing through the canyon of their old

glimpse of a world that might have been, then rippe

e had sat down. The door chimed softly behind her as she stepped into the rain, letting it soak

hat they once were, lay the pie

an love. It would take courage. It would take two

way back. She only knew that, for the first