You don’t have to see the whole staircase. Just take a step together.You never know where this will take us.~ARLET~~~~~~~~~~~I read last night never decide when you are angry and promise nothing when you are happy. Staying away from Ruben was not the determination I took out of anger, but it was a consistent approach not to break myself repeatedly. After his confession that night, I shifted my lens of love to the meniscus of the practical world. It was hard. Indeed, it might take every last bit of my energy to unloved him, but I want to try it. After all, I was alone in that relationship where I fell in love and now struggling to unloved him.Like a seed takes time to grow, my constant effort to unloved him might help me stand firm in trials.My first step was to distance myself from Raya. Oliver and I needed this time, and it became a reason for me to take the first step of distancing myself from them. But what can I say when my angel keeps asking about my return? It’s remarkable
Sometimes you are just one prayer away from everything you asked for.~AUTHOR’S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~`A gesture can heal more than words when it originates in little actions. Ruben slipped in those moments when he saw her getting mistreated by Debbie. Not that he wanted to hinder, but Arlet silenced. Sobs amazed him. He never saw a girl taking those burnings so quietly. She must have trained herself to endure so much. It must have burned her badly. At that moment, he found a zeal to protect her pulsating inside his heart that could not be controlled, but she was candid enough to remind him of the practicality of their relationship.He decided to stay within the boundaries he had forgotten.“Daddy, how much time will it take?”“Just a few more minutes, Raya,” he stole a glance in Arlet’s direction, who was looking outside the window.“So, Oliver, what do you do, and how old are you?”“I am in sixth grade,”“That’s cool. What are your electives?”“Cello, and arts.” Ruben tried hard to make
He didn’t know when the last thing expected by his heart became his priority to know the truth.~AUTHOR’S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Tugging the pen between her lips, Arlet was lost in her fantasy world. Falling in love and altering the situation was so easy in her dreams, just like reading a romance novel where the lead characters went through hell, but the readers knew they would find a happy ending on the last page. If the truth was harsh, the reverie was her rescue. Her unhindered dreams cultivated the hope for dark days, and today she was resting in those dreams when reality exhausted her mind.She refreshed her novel list on her phone and invested her time stealing happiness.Take care of every word in your book for a good life; the story will be the most beautiful ever written right to the last page. Raya was in school while Ruben was in the office. Just when she thought to write some beautiful lines for herself, her phone buzzed and displayed the Baloo.How did she forget? The truth s
In the hovering of my feature over you, there hid a thousand of reason pulling me back, but that one reason you have given me was strong enough to stay and be with you in that moment.~AUTHOR‘S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The night was long for both of them; swirling thoughts and steering opinions about the last evening was not the only one they battled, but sticking by the promises they made for themselves was more difficult to imply. Ruben felt Arlet knew Milo’s arrival already while Arlet faced the harsh truth in images of Gabriel’s story.The morning strikes early than expected and sprinkles over the sheer curtain, grazing against her skin. Arlet woke up and prayed her morning prayer before getting up from her bed, and as her morning routine, she opened her eyes to see the most desirable face of her life, Ruben.There was a time when she prayed to get up in the morning and see his face first. There was an insatiable desire, an ablaze fervent who wouldn’t want to stop pursuing his
He didn’t realize he was getting addicted to her touch, her presence.He caught himself thinking about her, sinning and touching himself. He never did.~AUTHOR’S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Sitting at the breakfast table, Arlet and Ruben avoided eyes contacts with each other. Silently slurping the coffee, he covered his face with the newspaper while she indulged with Raya. Her phone chimed with continuous messages to break this stillness. She slid to unlock, and her smile came through her eyes. The message was from none other than Milo, reminding her about today’s party. Ruben skimmed the date to confirm, knowing that the poise of her beautiful face was someone’s gift.He loathed that he didn't get the same grace in the morning, but it was all anxiety written on her face, as if she was scared of him.He stole glances at how everything rejuvenated inside her, thinking about the man who didn’t accept his love for her.Love is beautiful. It can make you or break you. It hurt him badly, but
Just when I tried to wash you off of my skin. I found you were in my heart. ~AUTHOR’S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Miles and Roselin entered the ambiance, pulling the attention of the crowd. She was a well-known celebrity among the models and fashion world, and Miles was the perfume king. Two independent personalities complement each other. Arlet always thought Ruben might want a woman like her, bold and self-defined. That is why he chose Reile, but she didn’t know she was changing and challenging his every definition with her simplicity.She slid back, focusing on Raya, knowing they were heading toward them.“Hey guys,” Miles hugged Ruben and greeted Arlet with the same respect.“Hey Ruben,” Roselin pecked Ruben’s cheeks and glanced at Arlet, declaring she had no interest in greeting her.“Hey,” a plain blank work sent in Arlet’s direction.“Miles uncle,” Raya hopped from her place and hugged him.“My gift.” They had a deal. Wheneve
Those broken piecesThis is reckless love: The feeling you get in your stomach when someone has peeled your heart, squeezed it with bare hands, and dropped it on the floor with no mercy. But still with those broken pieces, you call the name.~AUTHOR’S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~“Breathless,” Ruben muttered, only to be heard by his friends and Arlet.Arlet's heart skipped a beat.“You heard her show?” Kat questioned.“Every day,” Ruben proudly accepted his passion for this unknown woman.“Yes, she has become a new sensation. And to our surprise, she is here,”The crowd went silent, knowing Breathless was here, sitting among them.Milo skimmed a glance towards Arlet, and she shook her head, warning him not to reveal her identity to anyone.The way Ruben found his association with that name would be dammed if he found out it was none other than Arlet.“Breathless,”“Breathless,” the crowd cheered for her name.“Where is she?”“She is here, maybe sitting next to you, but for now, I would like to
In the middle of my chaos there was you holding my hand, artistically reciting the words from the deep of your heart.~ AUTHOR’S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~They drove back in silence. Even the chirping of the little birdie went speechless. Raya’s perked-up ears and longing heart wanted to know why Arlet was silent. Her little hand stroked down Arlet’s hand, giving her silence with empathy.Ruben is sitting in the passenger seat, stealing glances from the rear mirror. Whatever happened between Milo and her was none of his business, but there was an impulse rippling in his hand to smack Milo’s face for hurting her like this. How rude was he to leave her alone in the alley without looking back? He called himself her best friend, which he delivered, calling her onstage and hurting her when unaided.Trevor pressed the brakes, and the vehicle came to a rest. As always, Arlet turned to help Raya to settle down on her chair, but Trevor was there to conclude her efforts.“Don’t worry, Miss Rodrigu
The morning sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a gentle glow in the room. Arlet slowly blinked her eyes open, her hand instinctively clenched in Ruben’s. She released a warm breath, her gaze meeting his as he looked down at her. Shyly, she lowered her eyes, but he gently lifted her chin to meet his gaze again.“What are you looking at?” she asked softly, her voice tinged with curiosity.Ruben’s eyes softened, a tender smile playing on his lips. “Nothing,” he replied, his voice filled with wonder. “I was just thinking about how incredibly lucky I am to have you in my life.”Arlet’s cheeks flushed with a mixture of emotions. “We’re not supposed to be like this,” she murmured, a hint of hesitation in her voice. The unexpected turn of events, from marriage to divorce and now sharing the same bed again, was not something they had anticipated. But Ruben’s unwavering gaze conveyed a different truth.“Why not?” he questioned, his voice filled with conviction.“Because... we
Not just the silence, but his touch was enough to let her feel what is.~~~~~~~The entrance of the mansion felt like a familiar embrace, as if it welcomed Arlet back with open arms. She glanced around, the memories flooding back. It had been months since she last stepped foot in this house, and now, when she was ready to leave the country, it seemed to call her back. She held Ruben’s hand over her shoulder, supporting him as they walked inside. His touch still had the same effect on her, sending a rush of warmth through her body, just like it did on their first day together.“Careful,” she muttered, looking ahead as they stepped inside.Magda’s eyes widened as she took in Arlet and Ruben’s condition. She remained silent, but her heart swelled with emotions seeing Arlet by Ruben’s side, offering her support.Once Ruben was settled on his bed, Arlet busied herself, arranging the medicines and preparing a thermometer from the drawer. She knew every corner of the room, every little detai
"Sometimes, the chaos that enters our lives also brings unexpected connections and hidden blessings."~~~~~~~~~Arlet stood at the airport, her bags packed and ready to leave. The weight of her suffering and her unresolved feelings for Ruben consumed her. As she called for an Uber to take her away, her heart felt heavy with the knowledge that she was running away from her own emotions.Every step she was taking wanted to ease itself. Everything inside her wanted to stop, turn and go back to him.“Arlet,” a familiar voice came to her voice, and when she turned, it was Milo, a friend who had always supported her through thick and thin. His voice was filled with concern.“You are running away from everything?”Tears welled up in her eyes as she nodded, unable to find the words to explain her actions.“Yes, I don’t think I have anything left here,” she added.Milo’s next words struck her like lightning.“Why don’t you accept the fact that you still love him?” he asked, his voice filled wi
“Can you tell me how you mastered the act of unloving me?” ~~~~~~~~As the days turned into weeks and the weeks stretched into months, Ruben found himself engulfed in desolate solitude. The absence of Arlet, the love he had lost, weighed heavily on his heart. Every passing moment seemed to amplify the void within him.Arlet, on the other hand, had taken small steps towards rebuilding her life. She had found solace and purpose in teaching swimming to children at a local school. It was a way for her to channel her love for the water and share her skills with others. But despite the outward appearance of strength, her heart still longed for Ruben, the one who had held such a significant place in her life. It was hard for her to keep him away from her heart, but she was struggling with that part.Every Friday, Arlet sought comfort and guidance in the peaceful embrace of the church. It became a ritual for her, a sacred refuge where she could find moments of respite from the turbulence of
“As much as it hurts me to admit it, loving you was the most agonizing experience of my life.”~~~~~~~~~~~As they walked, Ruben snuggled his hand into hers, sending the vibes of shiver. The vibrant colors of blooming flowers, the gentle rustle of leaves, and the melodic twittering of birds enveloped them in nature’s embrace. Arlet’s steps became lighter, and a hint of serenity flickered across her face as the healing power of the natural world worked its magic on her broken soul.Ruben couldn’t help but gawk at her, his heart pouring with a mix of admiration and love. Seeing her face light up with a renewed sense of joy brought a glimmer of hope to his own wounded heart. After losing everything, she is the only part he wants to hold close to himself. The weight of their shared pain momentarily lifted as they immersed themselves in the beauty and tranquility surrounding them.“Would you like to have some popsicles?” As soon as they crossed the ice stand, he added, giving a gentle squ
Take small steps forward, to navigate the path of healing together.~~~~~~~~~The morning brought a new beginning to their lives as Arlet found herself waking up to the comforting presence of Ruben, his strong hands still holding hers and her head nestled against his chest. She attempted to shift away, intending to create some distance, but the firm grip of his hands pulled her back into his embrace.“Please, don’t leave,” he whispered, his voice filled with a mix of vulnerability and longing. “Stay like this. It feels so good to have you close to my heart.”Arlet felt perplexed by his words, unsure of how to respond. She looked up, meeting his gaze, and found herself lost in those beautiful gray eyes she had always dreamed of looking into. There was a mixture of hope, affection, and a hint of apprehension in his expression.“Good morning,” he finally added, breaking the silence that hung between them. His voice carried a trace of uncertainty, as if he was unsure of how she would reac
Let me take care of you.~~~~~~~~~~The beeping of the machine reverberated in the silent room. Arlet’s eyes were closed while the nurse pushed the chart into the box. Since morning, they have kept a close look at her health.The weight of guilt bore heavily upon Ruben as he stood by her bedside, his hand firmly clasping hers. Each passing second felt like an eternity as he anxiously awaited any signs of improvement.Memories flooded his mind, each one a painful reminder of his past mistakes and the consequences they had brought upon him. He couldn’t forgive himself for the way he had treated Arlet, for the love he had failed to acknowledge until it was almost too late. Regret gnawed at his heart as he realized the magnitude of his actions and the depth of his own blindness. He had lost his brother, Raya, to his own foolishness, and now the woman who had loved him unconditionally was fighting for her own survival.The door creaked open, and the doctor walked into the room, holding a f
"In the pages of her journals, he found the unwritten chapters of their love story, revealing a truth he had been blind to: she had loved him since the dawn of her understanding of love."~~~~~~~~~~Ruben made his way out, but he knew it wouldn’t be easy to win her back. She was in complete denial, and he could feel the weight of her anger and hurt. The downpour intensified, soaking him as he stood outside, looking back at the closed door of the house. His lady was inside with their child, and he was left waiting outside, longing to be let in. She didn’t open the door, and he had no choice but to settle against his car and leave the place.Once he reached his own home, haunting memories of Raya and Arlet consumed him. He made his way to his room, where the emptiness echoed in the silence. He sat on the bed quietly, gazing out at the pouring rain, which mirrored the hurt within him. Rubbing his hand down his face, he was lost in his thoughts when his phone buzzed, displaying Reile’s nu
"I no longer yearn for the love you once held, for now, I mirror the indifference you once showed me."~~~~~~Arlet arrived at her parent’s house, a place that had remained closed for so long. However, she couldn’t think of anywhere else that could provide the solace and comfort she desperately sought. This house held a history of love and care in her life, and in her current state of despair, it seemed like the only refuge available to her.Grateful for her parents’ foresight and protection, even in their absence, she appreciated the inheritance they had left for her. The house and a substantial amount in her bank account served as a lifeline, offering a sense of security and stability amidst the turmoil of her shattered marriage.Unlocking the front door, memories flooded her mind, causing tears to well up in her eyes. She was instantly transported back to her childhood, remembering how special she had felt within the walls of this home. With her bag abandoned at the entrance, she s