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This is the second part of the story "When A Bully Falls In Love"
An incomplete love story of passion, love, and doubt.They never thought they would cross their ways like this. After six painful years of separation, they crossed their path again to sense the emptiness in their hearts.The pain she carried over these years rusted her heart to fall in love.Her heart stopped craving for love, but as we say "forgotten love is worst than lost love."This time she is not an innocent girl, she is a mother.He is not a bully anymore, he became a handsome and responsible man.Is her heart going to beat again for the same man who turned her into a stone-hearted girl? Or she will hide the truth.~Xander~As I settle into the taxi, gentle strains of a soothing melody brush against my ears, immediately capturing my attention. The music shifts me through memories of someone special, and with each note, my heart crumbles, painfully reminding me that I am not fortunate enough to celebrate this day of love.“Will you please lower the volume?” I exhale, hoping to dampen the waves of emotion that threaten to consume me.The taxi driver gazes at me through the rearview mirror, a flicker of amusement in his eyes. “Come on, man, it’s Valentine’s Day,” he muses as if encouraging me to embrace the atmosphere.I can no longer contain my frustration. “I don’t do Valentine’s,” I exclaim, my voice filled with a mixture of sadness and defiance. The taxi driver rolls his eyes, clearly unimpressed by my sentiment. “Then you better start.”It’s as if he’s challenging me to change my perspective.Today is Valentine’s Day, and as the taxi carries me towards my destination. I take a moment to observ
~Xander~After grabbing the white bouquet, I took a glance at my Rolex. I still had time to reach Arix Textiles. It was five minutes from my current location, so I decided to walk from the map directions in the blue line marked on my phone.The wind stroked my hair as it felt the aroma of San Francisco telling me something I wasn’t sure of yet. The warmth of this city has something special. I know it’s famous for its Golden Gate Bridge, cable cars, the former Alcatraz Federal Penitentiary, Fisherman’s Wharf, and its Chinatown district. But today, I feel something different inside. A stranger told me something I have wanted to hear for a long time. Then a small boy touched my heart in ways that had never happened before.Although I like to play with my nephew, this was something special. I don’t complain—not a single time—after I met him.I refreshed the G****e Maps page, and finally, I reached my destination. It’s a tall building constructed mainly with glass with a cornerstone engrave
~Xander~As Brandon introduced himself to me, I noticed a furrowed brow and a scrunch of his face, as if he were trying to recall where he had seen me before.“Xander,” he exclaimed, patting our handshake with his other hand. “Brandon from middle school?” I blurted out, my words muddled in confusion.Indeed, Brandon and I were friends back in middle school. However, when his father’s business relocated, he moved away from our hometown and ended up in San Francisco.“It’s nice to see you again. It’s been a long time, hasn’t it?” he said, pulling me into a warm embrace.Aoife observed our interaction, her professional demeanor momentarily resembling that of friends casually catching up. “Yeah, what happened to your braces?” I playfully tease, bringing up memories of his middle school days. We shared a chuckle, settling comfortably into Brandon’s office.Aoife followed us inside, her presence a constant reminder of the professional context of our meeting.“I didn’t realize Raphael was y
~Aoife~It’s a beautiful day. The three of us went to a carnival near Chinatown. It’s not only Valentine’s Day but also the Chinese New Year. We wanted to surprise our nanny, who is of Chinese origin. She’s a wonderful woman, and I consider her one of my strongest supports.Living in San Francisco, I feel fortunate to experience the richness of different cultures; Chinese, Indian, Mexican, and more. We entered the carnival together and indulged in some delicious Chinese dishes like mooncakes, dumplings, and spring rolls. Alex was overjoyed. I never wanted him to feel the absence of a father, although he once asked me about his dad, and I wasn’t sure how to explain it. It was a painful question for me, but I answered him with a smile. “You can choose anyone you like as your dad.”It started as a joke, but he took it seriously. From that moment on, he picked different actors, sports figures, and anyone he admired, as his dad. Today, he chose the great Jackie Chan.“Mom, I love Chinese f
~Aoife~After helping Alex settle into his room, I couldn’t shake off the weight of my thoughts. It was no wonder that he harbored such insecurities, fearing that I would abandon him. But the truth was, the fault lay with me. I was the one who had kept his father’s identity a secret all these years.As I lay in bed, sleep eluded me. Xander’s face haunted my thoughts, and I grappled with how I would navigate the situation without revealing my vulnerability. Tossing and turning, I finally gave in and got up, seeking solace in the living room. I poured myself a glass of wine and settled in front of the TV, hoping to distract myself. It was no use when the memory from my past haunted my mind.***Flashback - Six years ago…I left everything behind and found myself standing in front of an unfamiliar door, my father’s house. I swallowed my fear and knocked softly, anxiously awaiting a response.“Coming,” a lady’s voice answered from the other side.The door creaked open, revealing a beautifu
Suddenly, the alarm rang, and my eyes snapped open. I hadn’t been asleep; I remembered every moment of tossing and turning over the past few hours. With a weary body, I stood up, unable to find rest throughout the entire night.“Aoife, you didn’t sleep again last night, did you?” Jing emerged from her room with concern etched across her face. I mustered a smile with my eyes heavy from fatigue and traces of tears from the restless night.Jing knew I needed a comforting embrace and wrapped her arms around me, offering solace, before Alex joined in.“Mommy, I need a hug, too!” he exclaimed, bounding towards us, and jumping into the embrace.Though the night had been filled with exhaustion and darkness, the sun began to rise. We gathered ourselves, preparing for the day ahead, and getting ready for work and school.***~Xander~A lot has changed about her. She isn’t the same innocent girl who used to run into my arms whenever I called her. She appears more mature and composed now. I wonde
~Aoife~It’s a beautiful evening, and I’m dressed in a solid V-neck short maroon dress that falls just above my knees. The dress hugs my curves, accentuating my figure, and the color complements my flawless skin. I’ve applied a touch of makeup to enhance my cheeks and my deep oceanic blue eyes.As I stand in front of the mirror, putting the finishing touches on my lipstick, my son Alex enters the room. He looks at me with curiosity and asks, “Mommy, are you going out?”“Yes, baby,” I reply with a smile. “I’m going out for dinner with my boss.”Just as I finish speaking, the doorbell rings, and Alex eagerly runs to open the door. A handsome man stands there, holding a bouquet and a box of chocolates. He smiles warmly at Alex and introduces himself, saying, “Hello, I’m Brandon Arix. Is your mom inside?”Alex, ever the protective little detective, scrutinizes him and asks, “How do you know my mom?” He raises an eyebrow, not allowing Brandon to enter the house just yet.“I am her boss.”“
~Aoife~FlashbackAs I progressed in my pregnancy, my mind engaged itself in taking care of my swollen belly. I was in the last stage of my second trimester when I experienced my baby’s movements in my tummy. Slowly, Amara and I developed a bond, like that of a mother and daughter. I couldn’t help but feel that if my mother were here, she would have taken care of me just like this. Amara became a mother figure to me, and I started to appreciate the town more as its people began to show love and support for my unborn child and me.However, I had yet to decide anything about my future. How would I be able to provide a good life for this child? To keep myself occupied, I started engaging in community service. I spent time with the elders at the community center, assisting them with various tasks. I also helped the young children who came to learn painting and participate in kindergarten activities.One day, while I went to the community center to spend some time, I noticed a team of docto
Hello Folks, Thanks for joining in,I am super excited to tell you I am ready with another amazing story.Here is the blurb."When the act of saving reveals a world of secrets, the journey ahead becomes a collision of hearts and hidden truths."Dr. Hazel Colton, a kind-hearted woman dreaming of love and family, never expected to encounter Wyatt Romano, an alpha known for his cold and ruthless nature. Their lives collide one dark night when Hazel saves Wyatt’s life, only to uncover a world of wolf secrets she never imagined.Now, Hazel is bound to keep his secret, but it comes at a cost. She’s compelled to become his mistress, living under his mercy—a human in a wolves' world.However, Wyatt soon realizes that the woman he’s keeping close harbors secrets of her own—secrets that could potentially destroy his pack. An unknown enemy lurks in disguise.Will Wyatt be able to trust Hazel? Or will unrevealed mysteries alter the trajectory of their entwined fates?Was it destiny, or was ther
~Aoife~I took a deep breath, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness as I prepared for my wedding day. The room was filled with love and happiness, and Neeral was helping fix my perfect bun, adjusting my veil. I finally looked at myself in the mirror, and tears welled up in my eyes.“It feels like I’m dreaming,” I breathed, my voice filled with emotion.“No, you’re not. This is what you’ve always wanted,” a familiar voice came from the corner of the room. I turned and saw Gabriel and Angel walking towards me.“Congratulations,” Angel said, hugging me tightly.“Thank you.” Gabriel cupped my face and gently kissed the top of my head. “I can’t help but wonder what’s going to happen now.” “What do you mean?” “You’re pregnant.” Confusion furrowed my brow. “That means Xander should be prepared to get his ass kicked by you.” He chuckled. We all laughed, enjoying the lighthearted moment.“No, I’ve done this before, and I know how to compose myself.” “No, you don’t know how to comp
~Aoife~My eyes welled up with tears as I listened to Matt and Neeral’s story, realizing the depth of their love and the challenges they had faced. Even Xander, sitting beside me, seemed lost in his thoughts, his gaze fixed on them. Matt, seated next to Neeral, gently caressed her belly and planted a tender kiss on her head, a gesture filled with love and anticipation.“This is our story,” he said, a smile gracing his face as he glanced towards us, his friends. The room fell into an awkward silence as the weight of their emotional journey settled upon us. Unable to contain my emotions, I stood up and embraced Neeral tightly, feeling gratitude for the strength and love she had shown even when Matt was filled with hatred.“Thank you for loving him when he hated you,” I whispered, my voice choking with emotion. Then I turned to Matt and hugged him as well. “And thank you for loving her when she lost all hope in you.”Xander nodded in agreement, silently acknowledging the profound impact
~Neeral~Eight Months Later…It had been eight long months since I last laid eyes on Matt, yet my heart still ached from the moment I left him. When he unexpectedly showed up in Seattle, seeking my forgiveness, I foolishly allowed a glimmer of hope to flicker within me. But I soon realized that it was nothing more than a gesture of a gentleman asking for forgiveness, devoid of any deeper feelings. In an attempt to distance myself, I cut off all social contacts and disappeared from social media, keeping a low profile.I didn’t know if I was hiding from Matt or simply afraid of what might transpire if he discovered I was now residing in Austin. I had started a new job at a local publication house, which paid enough for me to survive. I rented a house with new friends, and everything seemed to be going well. However, every weekend served as a reminder of my solitude, as my friends would retreat to their families’ or boyfriends’ houses. To fool my longing heart, I sometimes found myself s
~Neeral~Despite having crushed Taylor’s heart, he selflessly requested that I stay and help him finish the work in Seattle before I left for Austin. I agreed, feeling a sense of responsibility towards him. He didn’t complain or question me about the person responsible for his heartbreak. His kindness and understanding only intensified my guilt.Taylor had planned a farewell dinner for me, but he had to leave abruptly due to his father’s illness. He apologized and asked me to stay in Seattle for another week to assist him. As he departed, I found myself alone in the chilly city, fully engrossed in completing the pending work before my departure.Returning to my cottage, I was greeted by John and his wife, who had been taking care of the place. They had prepared a delicious meal for me, and I thanked them with a smile. However, the atmosphere took a sudden turn when John informed me that someone had come looking for me earlier but refused to provide his name.Confused, I frowned and ca
~Matt~Mending a broken heart felt like an impossible task, akin to building a sandcastle in a perpetually wet place. No matter how hard I tried, a wave would inevitably crash upon me, obliterating everything I had painstakingly constructed. How foolish was I to find myself in the same situation again?I had developed a special connection with Neeral, only to witness her accepting Taylor’s ring. Falling in love once more required effort, but I failed to nurture it. Our story seemed to leap to its climax before it even had a chance to begin.When Taylor proposed to her, I struggled to understand how I should react. Should I direct my anger toward him or at myself? I didn’t dare express my feelings to her, and she didn’t wait for me either. We shared a bond, but my confusion persisted. Was it friendship or something more? An unsettling fear crawled beneath my skin.What if I told her how I felt, and she left me like Aoife did? What if I asked her to wait, allowing me to discern if my em
~Neeral~After my heartfelt conversation with Taylor, I returned home. He had expressed his love for me with such joy, but Matt’s reaction to my proposal left me astounded. Why did he act like such a jerk? He had never seen me as anything more than a friend, so why did it seem like he was unhappy?With a stack of files in my hands, I struggled to open the door to my house. It was already 8 o’clock, and Matt wasn’t home. I called him, but he didn’t answer. I sent him a message, and I saw the three dots indicating that he was typing, but no reply came.Feeling a mix of worry and frustration, I decided to take a quick shower, prepare dinner, and keep myself busy with work. I waited for him at the dinner table for a long time, but he never showed up.My eyes wandered to the ring Taylor had given me. It was beautiful, and it brought a faint smile to my face. Perhaps one day, I would be able to love Taylor as deeply as I had loved Matt.Lost in my thoughts, my phone chimed. It was Taylor on
~Neeral~It had been two weeks since that horrible incident happened to me, and a strange feeling of suffocation took hold of my heart. I thought I could survive as Matt’s friend, but the closer we got, the more I felt myself drowning in pain. I couldn’t see myself as just his friend anymore. This realization reached its peak when he referred to me as his close friend in front of his family.Last weekend, we went to meet his parents. They welcomed me with open arms. It felt nice because I missed my mom so much. Matt told them about Aoife and Xander, and it surprised his parents to hear about those incidents. They were happy that I stood by Matt’s side, but I cursed myself for creating so much pain for myself. I was foolish to let him enter my heart, and now it was enough. I needed to move on.I created profiles on dating apps, hoping to find someone who would help me forget about Matt. However, my bad luck struck again when he saw an email notification from a dating app on my laptop.“
“Matt!” I screamed, desperation and fear filling my voice.Suddenly, someone forcibly pulled him away from me, and all I could hear was Victor’s agonized scream before I heard his feet on the floor as he rushed out of the house. Matt came barging back into the room, and as my senses slowly returned, I scrambled to cover my nakedness.Shivering and bleeding from my lips, I looked up at Matt, hoping for his protection and salvation. He scratched my face and body, leaving visible marks of his assault, and all I wanted was to be safe in Matt’s arms. “Hey, are you okay?” Matt’s voice trembled with concern as he hurried to my side. He grabbed a bedsheet and gently wrapped it around me, shielding me from the world’s harshness. Tears streamed down my face, and I couldn’t help but feel disgusted when I looked at myself.“It’s all my fault... I am worthless,” I whimpered, my voice filled with self-loathing.Matt’s eyes widened with disbelief, and he reached out to touch my trembling shoulder.