Third person's p.o.vUpon waking up, Linda felt something heavy pressed against her body. She looked down and realised it was Daniel's hands. She rubbed the remaining sleep from her eyes and gazed at the person who was sleeping next to her. Their face was completely close and his hot breath was fanning her nose as well as her upper lips. He was looking like an angel while sleeping. She knew she promised Max that she would leave Daniel but it was for the first time they made love. It was a good thing that they did it in darkness. However, she made up her mind. She would consider this as a one night stand and would forget it. Her body was still sore and the lower part was painfully aching. It was her first time. It was supposed to.She glanced at Daniel and slowly caressed his soft white cheek. Groaning, Daniel opened his eyes and Linda immediately pulled her hand back and looked away.Looking at the angelic face in front of him, he cracked a big smile. Nonetheless, the smile disappe

Third person's p.o.vDeath. The end of a life with no point of returning back. Attending a funeral of someone whom Linda thought would forever be with her was immensely blood-curdling. There she stood lifelessly in the rain next to her father's casket in the graveyard. Seemed like mother nature was mourning as well. It was all gloomy and rain was pouring like cats and dogs. Some of the people in the blacked dress were showing their sadness by talking good about her father leaving no doubts that he left a good impression on every single person that he came across when he was alive. This did not go unheard by Linda. It was a proud moment for her but the situation said otherwise. If only her father was not lying blandly on the casket, ready to be buried six feet underground. Henry hated the color black. He said that it brought depression to him and yet he was effortlessly lying in a black suit along with so many people dressed in black color, attending his funeral. Who would care for

Third person's p.o.vAs soon as Linda entered the house, she felt a coldness hitting her. The place that once comforted and warmed her turned into a place that she longer wanted to reside in. Every single time she entered the house she felt unwelcome. No longer was the man who would stand at the entrance of the door and smile joyfully at her. Neither would she experience that parental hug which provided her safety. Never would she taste the pancakes that would uplift her mood anymore. Everything in the house became a source of her father's remembrance.In the past, the house gave her hope to find the meaning of life. Now the same residence snatched that hope. Her father was the life of this house. Now it felt dead. She took a deep breath and shove those memories away. Her father would not want to see her like that. He might already be suffering after knowing the truth of her marriage.But she would not let the same thing repeat. There was a new life ahead and she was going to live

Third person's povLinda sat down on the couch with her right hand on her left chest. She exhaled deeply. She grabbed her hair in frustration and laid down. What the hell was wrong with her? If she wanted to move on then she should stop feeling that way. That heart of hers was betraying her. If she could remove her heart and keep it aside, she would have done it. She felt the need to relax so she switched on the television. She knew that from today she was going to have hard times. Daniel was not that type of person who would give up easily. Neither was she. Both of them were stubborn as hell which would eventually make their life more complicated.After concentrating on the tv for some time, she felt her eyelids heavy. She got up to leave for her room but recoiled in horror when she heard a loud noise coming from the other room. The one which was preoccupied by Daniel.Her eyes widened in surprise and her eyebrows slightly furrowed. "What did you do Daniel?"She shouted and hurri

Third person's pov Two days had passed and there was no sign of Daniel. After he left the other day, he did not appear again. Maybe this time he really did give up. Linda took it as a win and felt satisfied. She was just waiting for the moment when Daniel would sign the divorce papers and return it to her. Nevertheless, if seriously speaking, she would feel sad for separating with Daniel because no matter how much she would try to deny it she still loved him. Now that when Daniel claimed to love her as well, it would be a little difficult to go apart and move on. But she had to do it. She could not trust Daniel at that. If he really loved her, he would have agreed to her condition but there's been no news of him. Plus Max had been asking her if Daniel had signed the papers. Hence to sum up everything that had been stated so far, Daniel did not love her. Maybe he was used to her or it was just an infatuation.Linda was sitting on her balcony and sipping her tea. Her laptop was there