It about two lovers trying to rebuild their almost dying love❤️ while going through a rough patch
CHAPTER ONE(1)
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the attic. Dust particles danced in the dim light as Sarah, a woman in her mid-40s, climbed the creaky stairs, determined to sort through the boxes that had been untouched for years. It had been a long time since she had ventured into this forgotten corner of her home. She couldn't remember why she had stored so much away, but today, something drew her back.With a sense of nostalgia, Sarah opened the first dusty box. A burst of mothball-scented air filled her nose as she pulled out a stack of old newspapers and magazines. Beneath them, she found a collection of handwritten letters, tied together with a faded silk ribbon. The sight of them sent shivers down her spine.Sarah's fingers trembled as she carefully untied the ribbon and began to read the letters. They were written in a familiar hand; one she hadn't seen in decades. The ink had aged to a sepia hue, but the words were as vivid as the day they were written. They were love letters-letters from James, her first love.As she read through the heartfelt words, she was transported back to a time when life was simpler, and love was pure. James had been stationed overseas during their whirlwind romance, and these letters had been their lifeline, connecting their hearts across the miles.Tears welled in Sarah's eyes as she read James's declarations of love and longing. She remembered the stolen moments they had shared, the promises they had made, and the dreams they had woven together. But as the letters continued, the tone changed. The words grew less frequent, and the love less fervent. Sarah realized that these letters marked the gradual fading of their romance.With each page she turned, Sarah felt the weight of time pressing down on her. These letters were a bittersweet reminder of a love that had once burned brightly but had slowly dimmed over the years. As she continued to read, she couldn't help but wonder what had become of James and whether he, too, had kept their memories alive.
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
To fund her father's medical bills, Helena stepped in for her half‑sister and wed the city's notorious deaf heir. On their wedding night, as she bared herself, he dismissed her hope with, "This is strictly business." Living beneath the weight of his unpredictable moods, she learned to fear every moment. When everyone bet on her ruin, he became her fiercest protector. But as their contract expired and she gathered her things, tears shimmered in his eyes. "Please… don't leave me."
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
Sawyer, the world's top arms dealer, stunned everyone by falling for Maren—the worthless girl no one respected. People scoffed. Why chase a useless pretty face? But when powerful elites began gathering around her, jaws dropped. "She's not even married to him yet—already cashing in on his power?" they assumed. Curious eyes dug into Maren's past... only to find she was a scientific genius, a world-renowned medical expert, and heiress to a mafia empire. Later, Sawyer posted online. "My wife treats me like the enemy. Any advice?"
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."