All Chapters of Hearts Unbroken: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Ross cleared his hectic schedule, even though things at the hospital were getting beyond busy. He grabbed his jacket and hopped in his car and left. It was time for him to work hard to show Tippa how much he needs her in his life and to have her, sleeping by his side.Tippa was his everything and he knew he loved her more than life itself. Deep down in his heart, he saw himself married to her with kids one day. He loved her just that much, and all he could think about was how and when he was going to get her back. Even though they were apart he was holding on, without letting go.Ross had experienced the greatest pain that comes from wanting something so bad and knowing that you can't have it. Tippa was the first thing he thought about when he woke up in the morning and the last thing he thought about, at night before going to sleep. She is the person he spent his time dreaming and yearning for in the deepest parts of his soul. The hope of getting her back is what kept Ross going, no

Days, and weeks have now turned into a month. Tippa could not believe the exquisite torture of Ross’s touch was still wringing spasms of heat, cold, and pleasure from her dormant body. It was as if she had been waiting years all her life for the gratification of Ross’s return. She never gave up hope that he would return to her. When Tippa was awake, all she did was cry. The only solace she found was sleeping. In the depths of her dreams, everything was perfect. Somehow, each time, she would return to the moment when she was happy, feeling like it would never end and last forever. She and her fiance, Ross, are in their cozy New York City apartment, enjoying breakfast, the morning paper, the news on the TV, and talking about everything and nothing. Ross and Tippa would leave the kitchen as he asked about their dinner plans as he entered the bedroom to prepare to get dressed for work. And she’d reminded him that her aunt and uncle wanted them to come over for dinner. Also, she would re

“Good morning. Are you awake?” “I am now,” Tippa says in a groggy tone. “How is your little project coming along?” “It’s not.” “Why?!”“I’m too consumed with hurt and I don’t want to seem weak when I talk to his family.”“You are not weak and have every right to be in pain.”“I’m coming over. I’m on my way.”It was done. Shwe was now committed to getting out of bed. She hung up the phone, swinging her legs over the side of the bed, and headed for the bathroom. Last night's dream had been too real, Tippa recalled as she prepared to take a bath before Julia arrived. In her mind, it was vivid as she recalled the dream, as if it was real enough to touch. She sat on the bed and picked up the pen lying atop her cloth-covered journal. Unscrewing the top, she closed her eyes for several seconds. The tip of the pen was poised over a clean page before she sighed and collected her thoughts. Dream # 125 The love we two shared was the sweetest thing. And the two of them were happy and content

Tippa knew the way she was raised and her family background, but it was a question she had never considered. She wondered how this was a topic for conversation anyway. Nevertheless, the ladies pressed on with the questions, waiting for her response."Yes, you. Would you date a man that came from wealth?" The woman asked pointedly."Hmm. to answer that, I’m thinking about how I rarely change my hairstyle. "Tippa snickered, hoping that would be enough of an answer.“And…” The lady stated with all eyes on Tippa. "I'm not that big on change. Besides, I would have to get to know him first, and if getting to know him, we would fall in love. He’s a decent guy with morals of right and wrong who would stand up for me. I would date him if he were born into a wealthy family.” She replied reluctantly. "Even if his family hates you! And I couldn’t stand your guts! Got you fired! And offered you money to get away from their son!" The woman kept on with her persistent, harsh questioning, stating

It's been almost a month since she moved to the beautiful state of Vermont. Tippa began sleeping later; some evenings, she lounged in her pajamas when she got home. The Valley she stays in is the prettiest. Tippa lives in a town called Mountain Lake Valley. Tippa has filled each day with settling into her new place. Once she finally felt like she was getting somewhere, her funds were slimmer and thinner by the day. This brought a halt to all her decorating plans for her new home. So, she woke up here in this lovely environment with nothing to do. The weeks continue to roll by as she notices a change within herself now that she’s not as busy. She had already been to town to shop, but now she could spend time sightseeing in other parts of town."Oh, I almost forgot they have nice outdoor shopping centers and a great mall at the end of town. They are both really nice. I can at least go window shopping and make a note of future purchases I would like to make."But Tippa wished she had som