You don't need to pretend Zoya! Logan shouted over the radio noise.
Zoya tucked in her lips, her heart ached and she suddenly wish she could be reborn back to the time when she was still a teenager.
She is completely baffled at how the only man she has ever loved was causing her a heartbreak that could never be diagnosed under the x-ray 🩻 machine.
In the past ten years, Zoya has learned to invest her time and emotion into the marriage, she hadn't had time for another soul, including herself.
Her parents never supported her date with Logan and when he finally proposed to her, they clearly advised her to face her studies, as she was still 16 and had a bright future ahead of her.
But she had threaten them with running away forever, & using the specs of been the only child into forcing them to accept her early marriage with Logan.
After she graduated high-school, Logan convinced her to be a full house wife and at first, the marriage was fit for her and no one else. He took her on multiple dates, shopping spree and vacations, he swept her off her feet that, she scrap the idea of furthering her education.
Later on, Logan became a successful well-known business tycoon and got very busy with work, meetings and brand parties that, their time together became limited.
Whenever she whined to him about coming home late in the morning, he would wrap his arms more tightly around her boobs and give it a gentle squeeze.
This tiny romantic gesture kept her mouth shut, of cause, she couldn't see the glare in his eyes every time he touched her or the disgusted smile on his face Whenever she reached for his belt, automatically hoping he complies with her needs.
I can go on a three months trip, she bargained, her voice discreet but sounding frail.
Through the mirror, she could seen the dirty smirk plastered on his face when she said that and pretended that everything looked normal between them.
Then she felt a tiny bump hit in the stomach, then, the pain turned sour but she didn't let out a sound of cry.
My sweet pretentions Zoya, I don't need you to think for me or go on a vacation, he said leaning forward while staring deeply into her eyes.
Zoya couldn't see anything but plane hatred
She felt the rejection tenderly crawling into her shattered heart, she wondered if this love boat has crashed a long time ago.
She closed her eyes, she didn't want to regret choosing him, she couldn't help but remember how her father had been furious with her ten years ago, how her mom tried pacifying him, her moms interference got him to support the wedding but couldn't stop him from blocking all communications with her.
Can't you give us a try? She asked but her voice sounded more like a plea, she silently hope he could try again, as they have come this far to give up.
His lips moved closer to her ears, this isn't proper he muttered, Zoya parted her lips to protest but he squeezed her shoulders then shouted at her.
Taste change, people move on when it does happen he shrugged expressively.
What? She could see his mouth move but she couldn't hear properly because she has chosen to be deaf to his rejection.
She crawled on the floor, desperately begging him to not do this to her, she felt a urgent need to save her marriage.
Logan stepped on her hands, and grinded on it in circles, she swallowed the pain and watch her hands peel from the torture.
Logan stumbled back and spit on her, it landed on the injured hand, he picked the divorce papers up 📃 and threw it on her laps.
It's over Zoya.
Don't worry, you can keep the house cause I don't want to be stuck in the disgusting memories you have forced on me over the years. Sign that and I will have someone come get it in the morning he said before turning and backing out of the house
After her father's death, Bo was never the same. She and her mother moved out of town to avoid the depressing town, but fate had something else planned for them. They decided to move back to Bo's hometown Shinpi.
Bo is struggling to keep her high school life on track but her past keeps interfering with her present. As she explores her hometown the memories she suppressed start to resurface and things start to get ugly when she tries to find more about her father's death.
While she's trying to figure it out she feels a constant presence wherever she goes will she be able to find out the truth hidden in her hometown?
Noah is known at school as an all-around bad boy, Part of him is broken and shattered, part of him is still holding on to what little things he has left. Its hard being able to "fit in" with the rest of the crowd at school. His mom passed and it was hard for him to get through it.
He's had one person closest to him, they'd known him for the longest time. They grew up with each other spending the majority of their time together. Learning about the real side of what actually happens behind the smile that hides everything. The darker side of life. Reality.
He had nothing left he gave up and wanted to move. He was going to. But then he met Isabella. Spending time around her changed everything about him.So, why is it so hard to let her go when it comes time to go?
Jessie is hopeless about finding love, after asking out the fourteenth guy she had a crush on, and being rejected for the fourteenth time, she gets disappointed and decided: love doesn't exist. Jessie's best friend, Rachel, feels sorry for her, she thinks Jessie deserves to be loved, after all she's pretty, kind and she's a girl any guy would want to get as his girlfriend, but neither Jessie nor Rachel understand why the guys keep rejecting Jessie.
Rachel gets very worried about her friend that she will have no other choice but to ask a favor from her brother, Nathan. She begs him to pretend he's in love with Jessie.
Nathan is too busy with work and college that he doesn't have time for love, so he finally agrees, since Rachel promises it will only take two months, She wanted Jessie to feel loved and that's all.
Rachel's plan backfires when Jessie falls madly in love with Nathan, and gets devastated to know the truth behind Nathan approaching her.
Her feelings take a very long time to heal, or maybe not healed after all.