Chapter 5

The emotional pain became unbearable late at night, manifesting physically.

I clutched my cramping stomach, biting my hand until I nearly lost consciousness.

Vaguely, I felt strong hands lift me up, his usually calm voice now panicked.

In my haze, memories flooded back like a tide.

My relationship with Alex wasn’t always smooth sailing – we’d once completely fallen apart.

It was in our second year together, without warning, when he suggested we separate.

I was planning our first vacation with my rare time off when he said it. It felt absurd.

He looked at me with distant eyes, as if detached: “I can’t give you what you want.”

Just moments before, he’d spent ages fretting over my burned hand.

I thought long and hard, but besides money, I couldn’t imagine what could stand between us.

“It’s okay, we can work it out together.”

“We’re so young – if we just keep trying, we can have everything we want.”

“Besides, I don’t need you to be rich…”

He cut me off, gently patting my head as if we’d never meet again.

“Emma, I’m sorry. I hope you find someone better.”

We were young then, proud and stubborn, believing no one was irreplaceable.

So I didn’t beg, didn’t cry, just feigned calm dignity: “Alex, the truth is you’re a coward. You just don’t love

me enough.”

“If that’s how it is, let’s end this cleanly.”

was truly overwhelming, how could he give

was

discard anything that didn’t serve

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with Alex, none of

vanished until fate pushed us

event I should never have been at,

at him blankly as he fumbled for words, his wine glass turning in

what

nodded without speaking, walking past him.

if I missed this chance, we’d never love again.

won over reason, and I

stopped suddenly, pushed through the crowd, running back to him.

reached him,

fought through the crowd, using all my strength to

“Alex, I’ll only ask this once–do you want to get back together? If you say no,

this once, I’d humble myself for

long time, then lifted his wine glass to touch my raised forehead:

meaning behind “I can’t give you,” who couldn’t see through his

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Chapter 6

as dawn’s birds began their chorus

fair complexion, already pale, appeared even more stark against the white walls and

suddenly?” Seeing me awake, he gently massaged my

to think

our home.

ordered some porridge. Feel up to trying

away, flexing my fingers: “Did you know the stomach is

emotions are sick.”

softly: “Who upset you? Tell me, I’ll deal with

response – he’d often made

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