All Chapters of The Meaning Of Love: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

And like John kransiski said "When you're lucky enough to meet your one person, then life takes a turn for the best. It can't get better than that." And that's today's episode of "all things love".Helen claims she'll never understand why Emma listen to these podcasts, but in truth they give her energy and make even the most mundane tasks feel like something to look forward to. Her all-time favorite podcast, "all things love," had that episode today. Jane and Lewis, a married pair, serve as its cornerstone. They are also the greatest literary duo.Despite the fact that She has never met them, She adores them because of the way they interact and communicate. She interacts with them by commenting on every episode of their podcast, She could say they are familiar. More like, She is a part of their podcast family.The previous episode of "all things love" began playing as She spits out the toothpaste into the sink to rinse my mouth. She looked at herself in the mirror, observing the

"I want us to talk about you," Helen smiled."My life is boring, yours is more interesting," Helen said. She wanted them to stop talking about her life because it made her understand the reality of all of it more, which she is afraid to face.Helen pulled Emma towards her, making her rest her head on her shoulder."What happened this time?"Helen hesitated for a bit, as memories of the night came flashing back in her head."He found out about my contraceptive pills, he was enraged, threw everything out, hit me till I fell on the floor crying."A tear slipped down Helen's cheeks, as she narrated what had happened.Emma raised her head looking at her sister's face lingering with sadness and fear. Emma's heart aches for her."I don't want to have a baby with him, I don't!!" Helen sobbed and Emma pulled her into a tight hug.Emma knew that all that Helen said about it being hard to leave was true. Their mum was already too exhausted from taking care of her alone and if Helen were to ret

Eric stared at the notepad, on his bed as he scrolled through his phone. He was trying his best not to open it because he didn't know what might be in it.He picked it up from where he had kept it, staring at the cover. He eventually opened it without thinking, he was bored and exhausted from all that had happened in the day and just really needed to do something different. He turned the first page and even after the bold warning of "do not open" was written on it, he still went ahead to open it.He saw her first poem written on the second page and read it slowly, it was nice and he loved it. He sat up straight on his bed, turning the pages one after the other and reading them. He had completely forgotten about the warning at the beginning and how she would feel about it if she found out.He wanted to know all there was to know about Emma and the book with him was one way he knew he could.Emma hurried to the park once it was time for her break, she was hoping to find her notepad th

Emma looked forward to going to the park on most days. It was becoming a routine and a part of her life.She went there for her breaks and to brainstorm on ideas for her books while Eric found it so relaxing being with her."Why do you write romance genres?" Eric asked.They were both sitting on their usual bench at the park. It was a sunny afternoon and not so quiet one at the park like on most weekdays. Kids were playing on the swings while parents sat around, making sure their kids were within sight.Emma figured it was summer break and everyone had their kids at home and that was why the park was so filled. Emma dropped the pen she was using on her notepad then turned to face Eric."Because I love love," she said and Eric smiled"what does that even mean.""I feel love is the best emotion ever and it wouldn't be a life well lived if one didn't get to experience it.""It's just an emotion, nothing serious.""Don't talk about love that way, it's more than that. Love is beautiful, a

"Here is your coffee, table 5," Emma teased placing Eric's order on his table.He had come in and sat on table 5 since the first day.Eric laughed."Why do you like to sit here anyway?" Emma asked."It's the best sit available here.""And how did you come to that conclusion?" Emma asked raising her brows."It just happened," he said and they both laughed."When do you leave for break?" he askedEmma checked the wall clock "few minutes from now.""Alright then."Emma went back to her table for work. Eric read a newspaper while watching her work. He did this on some days and it had really become a routine."I really like to walk in the park, clears my head," Eric said, while they both made their way across the park."Same here.""How is the book going? Finished yet?""That's not how books are made, you need time," Emma said and he smiled "okay.""When do I get to read it?" He asked."Soon, I need someone to give an honest opinion about it.""I will and when the book is done, I need a si