I brush my fingers over his face printed on the gravestone, “Am I really so unlovable? What is wrong with me? Why does everyone find it so easy just to toss me aside and walk away from me?” I hiccup, shaking my head. “I’m so mad at myself because I knew this would happen, but I didn’t expect it to hurt this much.” I laugh bitterly and wipe away my tears. “I deserve this. I deserve to feel this way because I’m stupid. I should have walked away from him that day, but I couldn’t. I should walk away now, but I can’t because my heart and my pride won’t let me.” I whimper dejectedly closing my eyes. “Oh, Daddy, what am I going to do?” I felt a chill run down my spine when I lay my head on the dirt and sob until I was all cried out. “I miss you so much,” I admit my voice breaking. “Thank you for listening to me, and I know you’re probably very disappointed in me and what a mess I&rsq
“No, that’s okay. I’ll drive myself. I’m not going to be very long. I’ll see you at the office, okay?” I say and smile at him. He looks into my face and blinks. I pull my hand out of his and walk to the front door. I open it and walk out of the apartment. I heave a sigh when he doesn’t follow me and rush to the car to leave as quickly as possible. I don’t even wait for the elevator; I take the stairs.Thirty minutes later, I was sat waiting for Franc at his office. “Miss Hart, Mr Clement, will see you now.” I nod and smile politely at the young receptionist and walk to his office. Franc stands and moves over to me when I walk in and shakes my hand.“Miss Hart, welcome. Please, take a seat.” He greets gesturing to the leather chairs opposite his marble desk. “How can I help you?”I sigh and lick my lips, “Before I tell you the reason I’m here, I need to know if the cli
“Tristan?”I lift my eyes from the cup of coffee I’ve been staring at for the past twenty minutes. I look at Sophie, who waves in my face. “Hm?”“I’ve been talking for the last twenty minutes, and you’ve not even been listening to me.” She huffs slumping back in her chair and crossing her arms over her chest, seemingly annoyed with me annoyed.I shake my head, “I’m sorry, babe, I’ve just got a lot on my mind.” I sigh and reach over. I take her hand in mine and rub her knuckles gently. “I’m listening,”Sophie smiles and places her hand over mine. “I was saying now you’re getting divorced tomorrow we can arrange a dinner and get our families together to announce that we’re back together again. Wouldn’t that be nice?”I rub my forehead and smile, “Soph, that’s a great idea, but let’s do it in a couple of month
Ah, I want to scream, why won’t mind just shut the hell up! I exhale, shake my head, forcing myself to focus on the work in front of me, but my eyes lift to her again. She’s packed up her desk and is now hugging everyone. Heather is crying, never seen her cry in all the years she’s worked here. This office is going to be so depressing once she’s gone.Shayla turns and looks at me through the window, our eyes meet, and when I see tears roll down her cheeks, everything in my being hurt so fucking much. I clench my jaw tight. My fingers were trembling, so I fist them to stop myself from walking over there and holding onto her for dear life. She kisses her index and middle fingers and presses it over her heart. I kiss mine and press it to my mine, and we nod. My eyes burn as I blink back the tears. That was a gesture we did while in Nice while we were making love. Shayla had taken my fingers, kissed them, and placed them over her heart. It was so sweet and
Josh rolls his eyes, shaking his head, “Jesus, Cole. I thought you decided you were letting this Shayla thing go man?”“I am!” I shout angrily. “She fucking left. She left work. She’s leaving home; she’s leaving me tomorrow!” I groan and turn my head to look at Josh. “Will you take me to her?”Josh laughs, shaking his head. “No. You show up at her door like this she’s going to think you’re a moron. The only place you’re going right now is to bed, my friend. You need to sleep it off. You’re going to see her tomorrow anyway. You can tell her whatever you need to tell her there.” He explains, and I groan staring out of his window up at the black sky.An hour later, Josh carries, half drags me through my apartment to my bedroom. “No, no, no,” I mumble, pointing at Shayla’s bedroom. “In there.” Josh nods and carries me over to her bed and drop
“Who said it was for nothing? I gave you my word, and I kept it. That might not mean anything to you, Cole, but to me, it means everything.” She tells me, her sincerity evident in her green eyes. “Look, I’m sorry I had to go behind your back. I didn’t do it to hurt you or get one over on you. I honestly don’t want it, Cole, I don’t. If you really want to do something, take that money, and give it to those who really need it. Be the guy who leaves his mark by making a difference in the world. However, big or small, that difference may be.” I stare into her eyes, and she smiles, but it doesn’t reach her eyes. “I have to go.” She whispers, and I reach out and take her hand in mine.“Can I drive you anywhere?” I offer, but she shakes her head.“No. I drove here, so I’m good.” She replies, looking into my eyes, and I can see them watering. She reaches up and brushes her fingers a
Is there a pain worse than watching the man you're in love with break down in your arms after losing someone he loves dearly? This was the man he looked up to growing up, and he just watched him die right in front of his eyes. The way his head fell into my lap and his heartfelt sobs would haunt me for an awfully long time. Grandpa Joe held my hand so tight they hand to pry his fingers from mine. I couldn't suppress the whimper that escaped me, especially when I heard Elaine's screams of despair over losing her father. I know that feeling all too well. Grandpa Joe died surrounded by his children and grandchildren; even if he didn't recognise any of them, in the end, he died in peace with the image of the love of his life before his eyes.Someone once told me that right before you die, the angel of death appears to you as the person you love the most, and to Grandpa Joe, that was Grandma Maisie. I may have only met him a couple of months ago, but I grew to love him just as I di
I lift my gaze to hers and nod, "Of course. I appreciate the apology. My marriage to your son may not have lasted, but you were right, we're not right for one another, but I do care for him deeply and wish him nothing but happiness in whatever he chooses to do next." I explain blinking back the tears that I feel burning the back of my eyelids.Elaine smiles sadly and pats my hand, "You're an incredibly unique girl Shayla Hart and the love and respect you've shown my father in his last moments will forever have a special place in my heart." She sighs wiping away her tears. "You'll come to the funeral, right?""I'd like to if that's okay with you," I ask, biting my bottom lip and she smiles nodding."Of course, you will be there. I would have it no other way." I smile a little and nod gratefully. "Would you mind if I give you a hug?" I look at her, surprised and shook my head. She wraps her arms around me and hugs me tight, her hands brushing my hair. "Good luck w
There he stood. All six-foot-four of him, looking just as wrecked as I was feeling. Our eyes meet, and he looks at me and shrugs before he walks in and pulls me into his arms, burying his face into my neck. "I can't breathe. I feel like everything is closing in around me." He cries. "Can I stay with you tonight?" I look over at Aimee who places her hand over her chest, her eyes filling with tears."Of course," I whisper, wrapping my arms around his neck and he squeezes me tightly. Why does he keep doing this to me, and why do I keep letting him? Why can't he just let me go? We pull apart, and I close the door once he walks into my apartment. He greets the girls with a nod, and they both walk over and hug him, which he returns."We're so sorry for your loss Cole," Jo says when they pull away from the hug. Cole nods and shrugs."Thanks, girls and I'm sorry to show up like this. I just couldn't bear being alone tonight." Aimee and Jo both nod in understanding.