Elena's entire being quivered within the safety of Shawn's embrace, fingers clutching his shirt with a desperate intensity. The room bore witness to her raw vulnerability – a symphony of sobs that hung heavy in the air. In the corner, Ivy, the silent observer, stood, her gaze a mix of concern and helplessness.The departure of cops, doctors, and neighbours left an unsettling quietude, contrasting sharply with the emotional storm that raged within Elena. The trauma of the sudden attack etched itself on her tear-streaked face, her lips trembling as if grappling with words unsaid.Shawn, attempting to bring solace, whispered reassuring words while his hand tenderly patted her hair. "It's fine, Elena. I'm here with you," he murmured. However, her response was a fragile admission, punctuated by a stutter, "B-but you weren't th-there when I needed y-you."In the aftermath of the attack, Elena's body bore the aftershock of trepidation, her mind locked in a nightmarish freeze. Her desperate a
Author's POVIn the dim lit glowing room above her favourite red couch shaped as a human palm having fingers as the headrest Emma was sitting there with her head hung low. As she was busy staring at Shawn's pictures which she took secretly whenever she got a chance on her iPad. Every picture makes her heart rate increase and eyes glimmer with a different spark. A strong emotion enveloping her chest as she contemplates, what she is doing and what life wants from her? Why is she not getting the one she is craving? And if he is not in her destiny and she deserves a gentleman like Shane, then why is she not able to move on? Why everytime something or other thing happens making her cross the line she herself wants to be drawn?Emma is oblivious to reality when engrossed in her own head with earpods playing a sad romantic song in the background a soft knock lands on her door. The man standing on the other hand with a thin line of patience waits for a response and knocks again only to meet
"Your earnest feeling makes me crumble down internally, as I'm not worth of it at all. I don't deserve your love Shane... I don't. Please don't love me at all',~EmmaAuthor's POV Emma's chest bore the weight of an indescribable heaviness, a pervasive feeling of everything being awry suffocating her. The guilt trip waged war on her, a relentless onslaught of emotions—lust, anger, and sorrow, all hitting below the belt. Tears cascaded down, forming rivulets that soaked Shane's shirt. Despite his earnest attempts to calm her, his soothing words and gentle coos seemed powerless against the turmoil within her."It's okay, Em... it's not a big deal. I'm not going anywhere. We have our whole lives ahead. Just shush," he murmured, but his reassurances only triggered more tears. "I am here with you, Emma. I love you," he declared, his words echoing with sincerity, causing her heart to shudder.Internally, she fidgeted, grappling with the turmoil of her own emotions. "But I don't love you. I
"The truth I want to blurt out is like bone stucked in my throat and everytime I try to speak I find myself choking up again"~EmmaAuthor's POV Waking up in the morning Emma finds herself alone lying in her tee. For a second she thought everything happening last night was maybe a dream. Pulling herself on her ass she holds her head in her hands as her long hairs cascading down comes front. Her head seemed heavy as she was crying last night and sighing. She rubs her palms gently against each other and cups her face. The heat generated due to static force sends a relief to her eyes and face muscles and after a few seconds brushing her hands in her hair she slowly opens her eyes. Getting down the bed, she walked straight inside the washroom and pulling her top out she stared at her reflection nonchalantly. She starts doing her morning routine when her eyes catch the glimpse of the reddish green hue mark over her collar bones as she pushes her stands behind. It caught her off-guard and
As the evening unfolds, the sun gracefully retreats behind the hills, casting a warm, amber glow that caresses the surface of the oceans and soon gets gulped down. The night emerges, draped in a velvety, dark blue canvas, adorned with stars suspended like celestial jewels. Yet, an unspoken melancholy lingers in the atmosphere, blending with the enchantment of the night.Unaware of the impending storm, Shane, fueled by enthusiasm, heads home with a contagious, grinning smile. In his mind, he envisions a night filled with enchanting surprises, unaware of the looming threat of the thunderstorm that awaits.Emma, on the other hand, meticulously adorns herself in a captivating red burgundy satin dress. The garment boasts a daring deep V-neck, long sleeves, and a gracefully flared, backless design that exudes sophistication. A slit on her left leg adds an alluring touch, allowing glimpses of her mid-thighs to down. Intricately placed diamond stones adorn her waistband, catching the ambient
Emma's right is sliding on the floor as Shawn is pulling her backward. He turns her to him and Emma feels her breath hitched with the smoky wood fragrance of Shawn's. Her eyes darted to peek at his face but the face mask of him kept his whole face covered, keeping the identity mysterious to her. While the touch, smell and closeness which accelerates her heartbeat said he was Shawn."Who are you?" Emma asks to be sure and Shawn rolls her body between his thighs by bending forward. A smirk dancing over his lips which she can't see for sure."The dancing partner." And the warm breath touches Emma's neck. She is pretty sure that it's him but she remains silent to be sure. Shawn is spinning Emma on her toe and after completing 3rd orbit Emma pauses and Shawn twirls to her.Her twerking move turns on Shane effortlessly, he slides to them and intends to take the lead but Shawn is stubborn to allow him. Still, Shane pulls Emma to him and he starts circling by lifting her. She completes the ci
"Here I was building my dream house with you, but in a blow you drop the foundation of it."~ShaneAuthor's POVGetting down the car Emma kept on calling and requesting Shane to listen her once. "Shane... Shane wait please," She yells again but he going deaf kept on dragging her as if his heart already sensed the upcoming storm. "The wait is over. We are here for your suprise. I'm sorry for before but I'm sure seeing your surprise you'll forget everything and even spare me", he mumbles flashing a toothy grin he says and Emma with a teary gaze looks at him. I'm sorry Shane but I need to say this. I am already enough late and I can't be more.Saying with a strong determination in her head she snatches away her hand from his grip. Adamant to not move further she roots her legs and Shane on its own stops. "Shane...I need to tell you something please listen to me", she begs joining her hands infront of him as tears freely rolls down her eyes. Shane frowns looking at her and arching his
"Never thought I'll witness this day as well, I guess I expected too much from my life"~ShaneAuthor's POVShane turns around, desperately hoping to find solace in Emma's presence, the void left by her absence becomes palpable. The desolation of the moment weighs heavily on his shoulders, and he berates himself, labeling his actions as those of a naive fool. Anticipating Emma's reassurance, he envisioned her staying, sharing the burden of his heartbreak, apologizing, and affirming her commitment to stand by him. However, the reality starkly contrasts his expectations as she coldly departs, leaving him shattered.In the deafening silence that follows, Shane's anguished cry pierces the air. His voice, laced with desperation, reverberates through the emptiness around him. Each syllable echoes the depths of his wounded soul, pleading for answers that elude him. As he collapses to the ground, the resonance of his heartbreak is intensified by the harsh impact of his hand against the unforg