This isn't just a story-it's a piece of my heart. Ema never planned to fall so hard, especially not for a girl like Oliver-quiet, distant, but with eyes that seemed to understand everything. What started as late-night calls and playful texts quickly spiraled into something deeper, something real. But real doesn't always mean easy. When miscommunication, silence, and past wounds creep in, everything begins to fall apart. Ema is left questioning her worth, crying into her pillow, wondering if love was ever enough. Meanwhile, Oliver battles her own fears, scared of hurting the only person who's ever loved her right. This story is messy. It's raw. It's full of overthinking, unanswered messages, and that aching feeling of wanting someone who seems to be slipping away. But it's also full of hope-the hope that maybe, just maybe, the right love is worth the fight. Inspired by real emotions. Based on a true first love. This is for anyone who's ever loved too hard, cried in silence, or held on when it hurt. This is Ema and Oliver's story. And maybe... yours too.
I hated love.
Everything about it made me sick-movies, songs, stories. I rolled my eyes every time someone talked about soulmates or butterflies in the stomach. Love was nothing but a scam to me, a trap designed to break you from the inside.
Oo sorry am ema Willmar, am 19 years old Nigerian, I live with my family and yes my family re pastors so u see is weird being a lesbian in a pastor's family, so for now am closed lesbian, my mom will kill me if she knows am in to girls so it is better she doesn't know for now. Back to my story.
At least, that's what I believed...
Until I met her.
She was everything. My dream girl. The kind of beauty that stopped time. The kind of presence that made you forget how to breathe. She wasn't just another girl-I became obsessed. Obsessed with her smile, her voice, her energy. She was the first girl I ever truly wanted. The first girl I imagined walking down the aisle toward.
Yeah, you heard me-married. I've always dreamed of marrying a girl, not a guy. The thought of a man putting a ring on my finger never gave me butterflies. But with her... it felt right. It felt real.
It started one lonely night-like many before. I was online, scrolling through social media, pretending I was okay. Smiling at memes, liking posts, typing "lol" when I hadn't laughed in days. Deep down, I was battling depression. The kind you hide behind filters and status updates. The kind you drown in silence.
Then... I saw her post.
A selfie.
She looked effortlessly beautiful. Not the type of beauty you fake with makeup or filters, but the kind that glows from within. She had this calm, confident aura. Like she knew who she was and didn't care what the world thought. The moment I saw her picture, something inside me clicked.
She was the one.
The one my heart had been aching for without even knowing it.
Without overthinking, I slid into her DMs. My hands trembled slightly, but my heart beat with wild excitement. I told myself not to expect too much-people ignore DMs all the time. But she replied. Not only that, we clicked. The way we talked, the way she understood my jokes, the way her words flowed like poetry-it was instant. Natural.
I didn't waste time.
I asked her out that same night.
I didn't want to play games. I didn't want to wait and wonder. I wanted her. And to my shock, she said yes. Just like that, she agreed to be my girlfriend. That night felt like magic. It was the first time in months that I fell asleep smiling, my chest full of peace instead of pain.
For two whole months, we were everything to each other. We texted constantly, shared secrets, laughed like we had known each other for years. She made me feel wanted. Seen. Alive. I'd fall asleep to her voice notes and wake up to her "good morning, baby" texts. It felt like a dream I didn't want to wake up from.
But then... everything changed.
About two weeks ago, I noticed something was off.
She stopped texting like before. Calls became rare. Conversations felt forced. When I asked if she was okay, she shrugged it off. Said she was "just busy." Said, "We don't have to talk all the time."
But I knew something was wrong.
I asked her directly if she still liked me. She said yes, she did. But then added, "We don't have to talk every time."
I didn't understand. We used to talk every time. Every minute. Every second. And now I was supposed to be okay with the silence?
I wasn't.
Slowly, I saw myself slipping back into that dark place. The place I thought she had saved me from. I cried late at night-something I hadn't done in a long time. But lately, the tears came back. Because all I wanted was my girlfriend to be... my girlfriend again. The one who made me feel alive. The one who used to care.
I opened up to my best friend. He's a straight guy, and probably the only person I trust completely. I told him everything-how I was feeling, how much I missed her, how confused and broken I was becoming.
His advice was simple: "Kill that obsession so you can be happy."
I stared at him like he had no idea what he was saying. "How can I? It's not easy," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
He looked me dead in the eye and said, "Then you'll only get more depressed. And I don't want that for you."
And he was right.
But I won't lie...
I am depressed.
I smile in public and laugh in chats, but deep inside, I'm drowning. I keep hoping she'll come back, that this is just a phase. But what if it isn't? What if the girl who once made me feel like the happiest version of myself is now the one slowly tearing me apart?
Title: Dear Diary Description: Favor has always had one true confidant-her diary. As the daughter of strict pastors, she's spent her whole life hiding who she really is: a lesbian struggling to reconcile her identity with her faith. Living in silence, she pours her fears, dreams, and heartbreaks onto paper, too afraid to speak them out loud. But everything begins to change when she meets Blessing, a fearless and vibrant girl at school who sees right through her walls. For the first time, Favor feels seen-really seen. Their bond grows, forcing Favor to confront the truth she's kept buried deep inside. Will she find the strength to come out to her deeply religious mother, or will she choose to stay hidden in the shadows of secrecy? Told through raw, emotional diary entries, Dear Diary is a powerful coming-of-age lesbian story about love, self-discovery, and the courage it takes to be yourself in a world that tells you not to be.
"I stood at the edge of my heart and watched him choose her. In the end, I was not the one he needed. I was simply the one he settled for." - Noelle ~~~~~~~ I thought I was the one he loved. But a few days before our wedding, I saw him in a way I never had before. His eyes softened as he spoke to her. His first love, and the very woman who had left him in pieces. Heartbreak was something I knew too well. And as I watched the love he still held for her in his eyes, I realized what I had to do. I couldn't marry a man who wasn't truly mine. With no means to cancel the wedding and lacking the courage to confront him, I made a desperate choice to leave. I painfully gave his first love my treasured engagement ring thinking it was for the best and the only way to free myself. But when he saw that ring on her finger, the fragile world I had tried to escape began to shatter. His obsession to find me and bring me back ignited a dangerous game of cat and mouse.
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
For two years Caitlin quietly wore Isaac's ring, trying to melt the frost from his heart-until his first love returned, pregnant. Devastated and hiding her own pregnancy, Caitlin presented divorce papers. Isaac ripped them apart with a sneer, "Tired of your games already?" Later, Caitlin stormed back into the spotlight-a billionaire designer with endless admirers. Desperate, Isaac pinned her to the wall, pleading, "Honey, give me one more chance."
"Love is blind!" Lucinda abandoned her beautiful and comfortable life because of a man. She married him and slaved off for him for three long years. One day, the scales finally fell off her eyes. She realized that all her efforts were in vain. Her husband, Nathaniel still treated her like shit. All he cared about was his lover. "Enough is enough! I quit wasting my years with an ungrateful man!" Lucinda's heart was shattered into many pieces, but she summoned up the courage to ask for a divorce. The news caused a stir online! A filthy rich young woman recently got divorced? She was a good catch! Countless CEOs and handsome young men immediately swarmed to her like bees to honey! Nathaniel couldn't take it anymore. He held a press conference and begged with teary eyes, "I love you, Lucinda. I can't live without you. Please come back to me." Would Lucinda give him a second chance? Read to find out!
P-please, I beg you. Come let's go tell Christian I had no hand in whatever happened, p-please." I clutched the lapel of his jacket desperately. "Let's go. You need to tell my husband you were paid." "Young lady, you're harassing me." His tone was cold and his stare granite. But I could care less. "You harassed me first! You had sex with me without my consent, my husband knows and now I'm pregnant with this child he doesn't want. You ruined my marriage! I-I hate you!" ************************************ Caught by her husband with another man on their matrimonial bed the morning after her birthday, Hailey Codza could not defend herself. As though it's not enough, she gets pregnant. Her enraged husband decides to pay her back for her infidelity by having an affair with his ex-girlfriend - Denise Kellers, the family Hailey never knew she had. Losing her family's wealth and company to her husband and his ex (now girlfriend), she is devastated, homeless and penniless as all her credit cards are blocked by her husband. She sees the man who is responsible for her pregnancy. The man she has no idea how he'd found his way to her matrimonial bed - Jared Johnson. Jared is annoyed when this strange woman disrupts his meeting and accuses him of ruining her life, marriage and impregnating her. It affects his business deals and having no choice, he marries her to calm the public whilst engaged to someone else. But he loathes her and allows his family treats her badly. Hailey who has fallen in love with Jared is broken when she can no longer take the humiliation. She signs the divorce papers and leaves, only to arrive six years later to the country as a self-made, secret billionaire and a mother of twins. Now her two ex-husbands are begging to have her back...