Chapter 23"Very well," she said with her tone devoid of emotion and her eyes dead-set on the floor.Jonathan's breath caught in his throat. No... No, she can't... Just as he was about to step forward, Laura spoke again. "I will do as you wish. If that is all, please excuse me. Have a good night." Her voice was cold, mechanical, like a robot devoid of any real feelings. She turned sharply, striding away with purpose, but Nathaniel quickly chased after her, concern etched on his face.Jonathan instinctively hid from view, peering around the corner as Nathaniel reached out and grabbed Laura's arm before she could reach the gates. "Why did you tell them? Didn't I say I would take responsibility? Please, Laura. You don't have to do this," he pleaded, pulling her into a tight embrace.As Laura lifted her gaze, her eyes met Jonathan's for a brief moment, and he felt a chill run down his spine. There was something haunting in her expression, a mix of fear and resignation that struck him to
Chapter 1The living room sparkled with a warm, inviting glow from twenty-eight candles on Jonathan's cake. Laura who was trying to hide her nerves, fussed over the final details with Jonathan's family. She'd poured her heart into this surprise—every detail, from the chocolate cake he loved to the decorations that matched his laid-back style. Tonight was supposed to be special, a chance to show Jonathan how much he meant to her."Everything looks amazing," Jonathan's sister said, giving Laura a reassuring smile. "He's going to love it."Laura forced a smile with her racing heart. She had been looking forward to this night for weeks, hoping it would set the stage for what she planned to say after the party."Relax," his sister nudged her gently. "He's gonna love it. You know he will."Laura nodded, swallowing the knot in her throat. It wasn't about whether Jonathan would love the party. He always appreciated her efforts, he always appreciated her. But the thought of finally confessing
Chapter 2Jonathan stood in the hallway, his back leaning against the wall as he wrapped up the conversation with his latest fling, a girl he'd only met a few weeks ago. She had a way of keeping his attention for now, but it wasn't anything serious. He chuckled at something she said while his voice dropped into a flirtatious tone."Yeah, I'll see you soon. No, not tonight. It's my birthday party, after all," Jonathan said, glancing at the door that led back into the party. He heard the music pulsing through the walls and gave a lazy smile. "But, we'll hang out soon, alright?"After a few more words exchanged, he ended the call and slid his phone into his pocket. He lingered there for a moment and ran a hand through his hair, not really thinking much of the conversation. It was just another call, just another girl.But then his thoughts shifted back to Laura. She had seemed a bit off earlier, quieter than usual, like she had something on her mind. He remembered the way she tried to say
Chapter 3"Just be gentle with her," Mrs. Levine added, a hint of concern in her voice. "She's been a bit overwhelmed lately.""Yeah, okay," Jonathan replied with a touch of impatience creeping into his tone. He climbed the stairs as irritation bubbled beneath the surface.He reached her door and knocked softly, but his annoyance was creeping in. "Laura? It's me, Jonathan."But there was only silence."Can I come in?" he called, trying to keep his voice steady."Yeah, sure... come in," came her muffled response, but it felt more like a reluctant invitation than an enthusiastic one.Jonathan sighed, opening the door and stepping inside."What's up with you? It's my birthday, we should be celebrating," he asked, his irritation clear.Laura let out a tired sigh, turning her back to him. "Yeah..." she mumbled weakly. "Your gift is on my study table." She didn't look at him as she spoke, but Jonathan couldn't care less about the gift. What bothered him was his pouting childhood friend, the
Chapter 4The next morning, Laura woke up to the quiet chill of an empty bed. Jonathan was gone, the space beside her cold as if he had slipped out hours before. She blinked groggily, trying to process the stillness around her. Slowly, she sat up as her body protested with a dull ache between her legs. A wince escaped her as the memory of the night flooded back—intense, raw, and filled with emotions she couldn't quite unravel.Her eyes drifted to the bed, the sight of bloodstained sheets staring back at her, a clear reminder of the reality she now faced. It was no wonder—it had been her first time, after all. Laura smiled softly as the warmth of last night wrapped around her like a comforting blanket. It was a moment she would cherish forever, filled with tenderness, and a love she believed had finally blossomed.With a renewed sense of hope, she headed to the bathroom to clean herself up, her heart still fluttering with the memory of Jonathan's touch and the intimacy they had shared
Chapter 5Laura drove back home, her vision blurred by the flood of tears that she couldn't hold back any longer. The painful weight of Jonathan's words settled in her chest, squeezing her heart with every breath. She had tried to stay strong, to put on a brave face, but now, in the quiet of her car, there was no one to pretend for.Each tear that fell felt like another piece of her heart breaking, her grip tightening on the steering wheel as the reality of the situation sank in. How could I have been so naive? she wondered. She had given everything to Jonathan last night—her love, her trust, her body—and now it all felt like it meant nothing.As the familiar sight of her house came into view, Laura pulled into the driveway, letting out a shaky breath. She wiped her eyes hastily, but the tears kept coming, as though they wouldn't stop until she had cried out every bit of hope she'd once had for them.Laura stepped through the door with her face swollen from crying. Her eyes were red
Chapter 6The next few days were harder for Laura than she ever imagined. Every small moment in her routine seemed to remind her of Jonathan—his laughter, their inside jokes, the countless hours spent together. Now, she had to force herself to stay distant, to resist the urge to call or text him like she used to. It was a daily struggle, pretending to move on when all she wanted was to fall back into the comfort of their friendship, however broken it had become.But for Jonathan, life seemed to return to normal effortlessly. The absence of Laura's constant presence didn't weigh on him the way it did on her. He was used to people coming and going, used to the attention of his playful, cheerful friend who always seemed to be chasing him around. Her sudden distance didn't matter much to him. If anything, his life slipped back into its usual rhythm—parties, women, indulging in whatever his heart desired. The void Laura left was barely noticeable, hidden beneath the layers of his carefree,
Chapter 7Mr. Levine chuckled, "That would be a secret," he replied with a teasing smile before standing up. "Well then, I'm heading to the company. You get some rest, my love," he gently ordered his wife, leaning down to kiss the top of her head. Mrs. Levine smiled softly in response, a gesture of affection that didn't go unnoticed by Laura.Laura watched her parents and she couldn't help but smile. Because deep down, she wished for a love like theirs, to be treated with the same tenderness her father showed her mother. But then, her heart lingered on its true desire—Jonathan. The thought of him doing those things for her made her wince, realizing how much space he still occupied in her mind."Are you okay, sweetie?" Aurelia asked, concerned by the sudden shift in Laura's expression.Laura quickly shrugged it off, forcing a smile. "Yes, Mom. I'm okay. I think I'll go back to the garden," she replied, standing up to escape the storm of emotions within her."What do you mean, go back t