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Crazy idea

Felix’s POV Sarah looked at me curiously, wondering how I had known her favorite food. Honestly, I hadn’t. It was purely coincidence—or maybe fate. What I had cooked was actually my own favorite meal, something I had perfected over time. I had no special insight into her preferences, yet somehow, I had gotten it right. There was no logical explanation. It just happened—and maybe that meant something. Spending time with Sarah tonight had been everything I hoped for and more. Every second felt magical. Her laughter, her voice, even the way she carried herself—it all had this powerful effect on me. I couldn’t stop looking at her. She was glowing, vibrant, and so full of life. I was completely taken. I felt like a teenager again, discovering love for the first time. Everything about her just drew me in. I had finally gathered enough courage to tell her that I wanted to know her better—to get closer to her, to build something real. But she politely turned me down. She said it was too soo

Dernière mise à jour : 2023-01-29

Ella's insecurities

Ella’s POV This was so unusual. I hadn't spoken to Felix for a while now, and that was unlike us. We always found a way to talk—no matter how busy we were. I couldn’t help but wonder what was going wrong in the relationship that once made me so happy. Something felt entirely off, and a strange, unsettling feeling stirred deep inside me like a storm was brewing within. “What is wrong, Ella?” a familiar voice gently pulled me out of my thoughts. I blinked, realizing I had been completely lost in my mind. I was sitting here physically, but all of me—my thoughts, my heart, my soul—was with Felix. I suddenly had the urge to run to him, to find out what was going on. “Nothing, Dad,” I replied, trying to sound casual, though my voice betrayed a hint of unease. It was my father, and I knew he could read me like a book. He was always concerned about me. After all, I was his little girl—his princess—and it was his nature to worry about me. “I can clearly see that something’s bothering you,

Dernière mise à jour : 2023-01-29

Change of plans

Felix’s POV Lately, I feel like Ella is just disturbing my peace. I don’t even feel like talking to her anymore—not even a little. She calls me whenever she wants, without even thinking if I’m busy or not. Her excuse this time? That I hadn’t texted her the whole day and she was “worried” about me. Honestly, it’s all starting to feel so boring now. Predictable. Repetitive. She told me she would be coming over because she missed me, and also because I supposedly had something important to discuss with her. Well, I guess it’s fine. She has every right to come over—we’re still together, after all. At least until we break up. After that, she’ll have no business being here again. I made sure to get home early today so I could clean up the place. Not just a regular clean-up—I had to make sure I erased every single trace that Sarah was ever here. Ella couldn’t find out that I had brought another girl to the house. I don’t think she’d be able to handle it. Not in her state. Just as I was fi

Dernière mise à jour : 2023-02-01

Wedding preparations

Ella’s POV I knew something was wrong with Felix—and today, I confirmed it. His behavior had shifted so drastically in such a short amount of time, it left me confused and heartbroken. I couldn’t understand how the man I loved so deeply had become so distant, so cold. But despite everything, I loved him with all of my heart. There was no way I would allow our wedding to be canceled simply because I refused a small ceremony. I didn’t want to lose him—not over this. Honestly, I didn’t even have a choice. He made it clear: it was either a small wedding, or no wedding at all. So I had to agree. We had already wasted so much time postponing the ceremony, waiting for the perfect moment, for enough money, for the ideal venue… But now, it was obvious none of that mattered to him anymore. If this small wedding was the only way to keep us together, then I would accept it. Love meant sacrifice, and I was willing to give up anything—just not him. We began planning right away. There was a long l

Dernière mise à jour : 2023-02-01

Not sure about the wedding

Felix's POV I know Ella is thrilled about all the wedding preparations, and I can see the joy glowing in her eyes every time she talks about the ceremony, the decorations, or even the smallest detail like the table arrangements. But me? I was overwhelmed with boredom. I wasn't excited—not even a little. Deep down, I knew this wasn't what I wanted anymore. I used to believe in our love, or at least, I thought I did. But now, it’s all clear to me—what I felt for Ella was nothing more than friendship. Pure companionship, not romantic love. Somewhere along the way, my feelings shifted, and I couldn't pretend anymore. I wish there was something I could do to fix this mess. Every day, I feel the weight of my silence growing heavier. I wish I had the courage to tell Ella the truth—that I no longer love her. But how do you break the heart of someone who has given you their whole life? Someone who trusts you completely? That kind of betrayal would be cruel. It would destroy her. And I don’t

Dernière mise à jour : 2023-02-04

The insecurity

Sarah's POV “Girlfriend, have you heard the news?” Joyce asked me, her voice laced with urgency and excitement. “What news? Tell me, please,” I asked, curiosity bubbling inside me. My heart started to race slightly, uncertain of what she was about to say. “How come you're the only one who doesn’t know about it?” she said, almost amused. I sighed. “Maybe it’s because I don’t involve myself in gossip. You know I’ve never really been one to follow the office rumors,” I replied, still trying to remain calm despite the growing knot in my stomach. “Okay, listen,” she said, leaning closer. “I’ve heard that Felix is getting married next week. Everyone at work knows already.” “What?” I gasped, the word escaping my lips before I could hold it in. My hands trembled slightly, and my entire body froze for a moment. It felt like the floor beneath me had collapsed. I couldn’t believe what I had just heard. Felix—my Felix—was getting married? How could he do this to me? We had grown so close… h

Dernière mise à jour : 2023-02-04

The wedding day

Ella’s POV I had finally found the perfect dress for my wedding—the one I had always dreamed of wearing. It fit me beautifully and felt like something straight out of a fairy tale. As I stood admiring it, I couldn't help but smile. In just a matter of hours, I would be leaving my parents' house for good and starting a new life with the man I loved. The thought of becoming Felix’s wife filled me with joy and excitement. He was all I could think about. Every second, every heartbeat, every flutter in my chest was for him. Since we were so close to the wedding day, I knew it wouldn’t be proper for us to meet, but I couldn’t resist hearing his voice. So I decided to call him instead. It was only a day before our big day—our special day. My heart danced just thinking about it. "Felix—what is it?" He answered, his tone sharp and flat. His response threw me off completely. I paused, stunned. Why did he sound so cold? So distant? My heart skipped a beat. Wasn’t he happy? This was the first

Dernière mise à jour : 2023-02-05

The rejection

Felix’s POV The day had finally arrived. My wedding day. Yet, as I stood in front of the mirror, I took hours getting ready—not because I was excited, but because I was dragging my feet. Every second that passed was a reminder of how much I didn’t want to go through with this. I felt like I was walking toward something that didn’t belong to me. I knew Ella must have already reached the venue by now, probably smiling, glowing with anticipation—waiting eagerly for me. But for me, this day felt like a burden more than a celebration. “Hey, man, what are you still doing here? We need to get moving. Your bride’s already waiting,” my best man said, clearly frustrated. He’d been waiting on me for what felt like forever. “Yes… let’s go. I think it’s about time,” I replied flatly, trying to hide the dread in my voice. We left for the venue. Just as I had expected, Ella was already there. I saw her car parked from a distance. She was inside, probably full of joy, waiting for everything to be

Dernière mise à jour : 2023-02-07

The heartbreak

Ella's POV “Felix, please… I cannot live without you. Don’t leave me—not today. It’s our wedding day, my love. Please, my darling, come back,” I cried, my voice trembling with desperation as I watched him walk away from me. My heart was shattered into pieces. I stood there frozen, unable to make sense of what was happening. How could he do this to me? After everything we had been through—after all the dreams we built together—how could he just walk away like that? I was so deeply in love with him. How could he say he loved someone else? How could he choose her over me? “Why, Felix? Why would you do this to me today, on the day we were supposed to become husband and wife? Am I not good enough for you?” I sobbed, tears pouring down my cheeks like an endless stream. I didn’t care about the guests anymore—the stares, the whispers, the shock that filled the air. None of it mattered. The only thing I could feel was pain—raw, gut-wrenching pain. Seeing Felix walk out on me at the altar wa

Dernière mise à jour : 2023-02-08

A bad decision

Ella's POV I have to get out of the house before anyone sees me like this. I can’t let them witness me in such a miserable state. I don’t want their pity—not now. Pity won't heal me. What I truly want is Felix… by my side, holding me, reassuring me that none of this is real. Please, someone… anyone… pinch me—wake me up from this nightmare. Because it has to be a dream. Felix could never do this to me. Not the man I loved with all my heart. Not the man I believed loved me back. Our house is huge, with many rooms and corners, so I’m confident I can leave unnoticed. Before I go, I scribble a note and leave it on my bedside table. I know my mother will panic once she discovers I’m gone, and I don’t want her to run around in fear. The note simply says that I need space—to be alone for a while—and that I’ll be back. Even though, deep down, I’m not sure if I ever will be. I tiptoe quietly, careful not to make any noise. I creep down the hallway and slip out through the back door. Thankful

Dernière mise à jour : 2023-02-09

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