AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Okay, wait a minute. Let me make sure I’ve got this straight: The man you’re in love with goes all out, showering you with petals from your favorite flowers, crafting a love letter that could make Shakespeare jealous, hiring an orchestra to serenade you with your favorite song and topping it all off with a ring that’s probably worth more than my apartment– and your response is to vanish into thin air?”
Okay, when she put it like that, it did sound pretty ridiculous.
But in the heat of the moment, panic got the best of me.
“Yeah, I know, it sounds crazy,” I sighed, shaking my head in frustration.
She burst into laughter, saying, “Oh my goodness, you never fail to amaze me. They should give you an award for ‘Most Unexpected Reaction to an Epic Proposal’.”
“Ugh, I know, Jade,” I groaned. “I just… panicked.”
I’ve spent months trying to shake off this empty feeling that swooped in when he asked me to leave Russia.
Just when I thought I was finally settling into a routine that felt like normal life, he re-entered the scene like a wrecking ball, ready to destroy everything I’d pieced together.
It’s like the universe has a vendetta against my peace of mind.
When Mikhaïl dropped to one knee, that radiant diamond practically blinding me, his gaze a mix of love and determination, his words lingered like a sweet melody in the air — it was all too much.
Without a second thought, I bolted, not even looking back; tears streamed down my face, and sobs escaped my lips.
He didn’t try to stop me, and he didn’t follow me.
He just let me go.
I found myself dialing Jade’s number in a frantic plea, practically begging her not to go to the spa and asking if I could crash at her place for the night.
And that’s how I ended up sprawled on her couch, clutching a pillow for dear life, my cup of vanilla apple tea gone cold on the coffee table. Jade, curled up in her armchair, wore a smile that was part shock, part amusement, like she was caught in a sitcom moment.
“Do you love him?”
I sighed, my throat tight. “It’s not that simple.”
“I get it, babe,” she replied. “But no matter the mess, do you still love him?”
Of course I love him, I admitted to myself, my thoughts racing like a hundred wild horses.
But it’s not as simple as that, is it?
It’s about timing, about where we both stand in our lives, about the mess we’ve found ourselves in.
The feelings are undeniable, as potent as ever, but they’re entangled in a maze of uncertainty and confusion.
Can love really fix this mess?
Can it break down the walls we’ve built and crush our fears?
And what about me? Do I have the guts to face what loving him truly means?
As Jade’s gaze met mine, her patience was palpable, her question suspended in the air like a lifeline.
This isn’t your typical love story, that’s for sure.
Mikhaïl’s been both a hurricane and an anchor in my life – kidnapping me, putting me through humiliation, even taking lives right in front of my eyes.
And don’t even get me started on the long-standing resentment that’s festered between us, a brew of bitterness and anger.
But on the flip side, there’s more to the story.
