All Chapters of Unexpected Soulmate: Dad's Bestfriend: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

"Sometimes the person we want to forget is what we search in someone else to feel connect",~EmmaThe sun hung low on the horizon, casting long shadows across the plain road as the air buzzed with the excitement of impending competition. Emma with her fearlessness impressed Elijah. Since she did not have a bike of her own, she looked around unsure how she would race. Elijah sensed her conflict and stepped close, leaning into her side he whispered seductively. “You wanna ride mine?” She rolled her eyes, taking a step back as her forest green eyes glared at him. “I’ll ride your friend’s.” Elijah bit his inner cheek feeling far more amused than he should as he watched his friend giving her the keys. Emma winked at him and straddled the bike with her toned legs. Elijah couldn’t help but observe how those toned legs looked with those cargo jeans. It amused him how her face screamed elegance and softness while her personality was entirely different. She grabbed the helmet his friend of

"Love is painful but still people are bound to fall in it and enjoys every phase of it."In the recesses of her eyes, a tempest brewed, betraying the storm raging within. The once-sparkling orbs, now veiled in a gossamer film of unshed tears, echoed the profound sorrow that lingered in the corners of her soul. The pupils, once vibrant and alive, were now like deep pools of solitude, reflecting the shadows of heartache that danced in the dimming light. Every blink seemed to carry the weight of a thousand unspoken words, each tear threatening to spill over and trace the contours of a story etched in the silent language of her gaze. The windows to her soul spoke volumes, revealing a narrative of pain that transcended the limitations of spoken language. But her face is stoic and hard, resisting her to show any of it.His eyes were bewildered seeing the depth of pain he caused her turning a lively person into this. His heart stings with the intensity of pain and a lump formed in his throat

"Love is so funny, the one who gave me pain I can't see him in pain"~ EmmaA month passed awayEmma and Shawn barely had any talk or interaction like a autumn break. She didn't let Shawn come close to her and neither was willing to stay alone with him. She always tagged along with someone or other or else stay out of her house. Like a person in search of motivation, inspiration, love and distraction. Inshort, she turned out to be a meander.Love brings it's own surprise baggage with it for everyone and she after finding that was clueless. She didn't know what to do and how instead of running from there like a escaper.Partying, hanging out, clubbing and sleepovers were what she looked forward to instead of being stuck with Shawn and his memories. She was enjoying her life to her fullest locking her sad soul in deep corner of her heart. While Shawn was working hard to get a moment with her and even started staying often in her house. He was more like a saint walking in desert in search

Shawn's POVTaking the sleeping pills I was deep lost in the slumber and when I woke up my head was finally not hurting nor was lightweight or heavy. Adjusting my eyes to the natural light in the room and getting myself awake in and out I lean my back at the head rest and take my phone in hand. I check the time seeing the sun standing high and straight and it read 2:45 pm.I inhale sharply and lean my head back closing my eyes while facepalming my face when Emma's face danced in front of my eyes. I felt like I saw her sitting close to me and talking while her hands cupping my face and caressing my hair. My eyes snapped open wide and my face held the expression of amusement written all over it. It's hard to say if whether I dreamt about it or it was a fucking reality. But whatever it is draws a big smile on my face and I feel better from inside.Getting up on my legs I walk inside the washroom and after getting freshen up and having a shower change into a trouser and sleeveless tee. I

Entering the exclusive banquet hall feels like stepping into a dream adorned with a delicate palette of peach and pink roses. The elegance extends to the white curtains gracefully draped along the pillars and ceiling, forming a subtle inverted curve that converges towards the centre, where a magnificent chandelier hangs.When moving through the space, the unique decorations are noticed – round glasses intricately linked together, forming garlands that dangle gracefully. Tiny chandeliers cast a soft glow, creating an ethereal ambiance. The glass flooring adds a touch of modernity, revealing a mesmerising display of floating flowers underneath, each illuminated by vibrant yellow LED lights. The overall effect is nothing short of enchanting, offering a visual feast that captivates the senses and transforms the banquet hall into a space of undeniable allure.Fixing his coat and plastering a fake smile he walks inside feeling awkward and jealous. As the more he dives in the pool of people