All Chapters of LOVE LOST, LOVE FOUND: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

As I stood in front of the mirror, trying to compose myself after the emotional breakdown in the shower, I suddenly heard the sound of the front door opening. My heart skipped a beat as I quickly grabbed a towel to wrap around myself and hurried out of the bathroom to see who it was.As I entered the living room, I saw Gael standing by the door, his eyes fixed on me with a cold, detached expression. I felt a surge of excitement and relief at seeing him, and without thinking, I rushed over to him and threw my arms around him, holding him tightly."I missed you so much," I said, my voice shaking with emotion. "I was so worried about you. Where have you been?"But instead of responding with warmth and affection, Gael's body remained stiff and unyielding. He didn't hug me back or even put his arms around me. Instead, he just stood there, his eyes fixed on me with a cold, hard expression.And then, to my shock and horror, he pushed me away from him. His hands were firm and rough, and I stu

As the sun rose over the horizon, I woke up feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. I stretched my arms and yawned, feeling the stiffness in my neck and shoulders from sleeping in the chair the night before. But as I stood up and began to move around, I felt my muscles loosen up and my energy levels start to rise.I made my way to the kitchen, where I started my daily routine by brewing a fresh pot of coffee. The aroma filled the air, and I couldn't help but smile as I poured myself a cup. I added a splash of cream and a spoonful of sugar, and then took a sip, feeling the warmth and comfort spread through my body.As I sipped my coffee, I started to get ready for the day. I showered and dressed, choosing a bright and cheerful outfit that matched my mood. I did my hair and makeup, feeling like a new person as I looked in the mirror.When I was finished getting ready, I headed back to the kitchen to make some breakfast. I scrambled some eggs and toasted some bread, feeling grateful for the s

As Derek drove, he couldn't help but steal glances at me, taking in the sight of me sitting beside him. I was wearing a bright yellow sundress, the color of which perfectly complemented my sun-kissed skin. The dress was fitted at the waist, accentuating my curves, and the skirt fell just above my knees, showing off my toned legs.My hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail, and a few stray strands framed my face, which was radiant with a subtle glow. My eyes sparkled with excitement, and my lips were curled up into a bright, cheerful smile.As Derek gazed at me, he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at my beauty. I was stunning, with a natural radiance that seemed to emanate from within. My skin was flawless, with a subtle sheen that hinted at a healthy, active lifestyle.Derek's eyes lingered on my face, taking in the delicate features and the bright, expressive eyes. He felt a pang of attraction, and he couldn't help but wonder how he had never noticed just how beautiful I was

As I sat in Dexter's office, he leaned forward, his eyes filled with concern. "I think it would be best if you committed yourself to our care," he said, his voice gentle but firm.I stared at him in shock, my mind reeling with the implications. "What? No, I don't think that's necessary," I said, trying to sound calm despite the panic rising up inside me.Dexter leaned back in his chair, his expression understanding. "I know it's a lot to take in, but trust me, it's for the best. You need more therapy, more support, to work through your traumas. And our hospital is the best place for you to get that help."I shook my head, feeling a sense of desperation wash over me. "I don't have time for that," I said, trying to sound rational. "I have a lot of work to do, clients to meet with, cases to win. I'm a lawyer, Dexter. I have a reputation to uphold. I have a career to manage."Dexter nodded sympathetically, but his expression remained firm. "I understand that, but your mental health is mor

One night, I fell into a deep sleep, lost to my dreams. I didn't even wake up when my alarm clock went off, or when the sun rose high in the sky. I was trapped in a world of my own subconscious, where my deepest fears and anxieties came to life.In my dream, I found myself running through a dark and deserted alleyway. I didn't know where I was, or who I was running from. All I knew was that I was scared, and that I had to keep moving.I ran as fast as I could, my feet pounding the pavement. But no matter how fast I ran, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being chased. I could hear footsteps behind me, heavy and deliberate.I didn't dare look back, afraid of what I might see. Instead, I kept my eyes fixed on the path ahead, my heart racing with fear.As I ran, the alleyway seemed to stretch on forever. I passed by rows of dark and abandoned buildings, their windows like empty eyes staring back at me. I felt like I was running through a nightmare, with no escape in sight.Suddenly,