Her first heartbreak struck her like an unexpected ambush, leaving her defenseless against the onslaught of pain, sadness, and loneliness.
The weight of depression hung heavily on her shoulders, threatening to drown her in a sea of despair.
For months, she found herself lost in her thoughts, reminiscing about the precious moments they had shared. The nights filled with laughter, the endless conversations, the passionate arguments, the promises and declarations of love, the comforting embraces, the tender caresses, and the unforgettable kisses.
But now, all she could feel was an overwhelming wave of anguish crashing against her, forcing her to bow her head and succumb to the tears that flowed uncontrollably. Each time she read the text message that shattered her world,
"I'm sorry, but I can't continue with this relationship. I don't love you anymore," her heart pounded, and her eyes welled up with tears.
She scrutinized the name of the sender repeatedly, hoping to find some solace or a glimmer of hope, but it remained the same,
"My heartbeat."
Her sobs intensified, leaving her with bloodshot, swollen eyes clouded by tears that burned like fire.
During their time together, she had never once imagined a life without her partner. They had promised her a love that would transcend time and space. Yet, here she was, enduring months without a single call or text. It was a pitiful and agonizing reality.
Eventually, she mustered the strength to delete all the pictures they had taken together. She erased every trace of their existence from her phone and her mind. She wiped away the messages and anything else that could serve as a painful reminder.
Now, her heart had hardened like a metamorphic rock. Love was no longer a part of her vocabulary. She despised anything that preached love. "Love is a scam" became her anthem, a shield against any potential heartbreak.
Time passed, and the days turned into weeks, which seamlessly transformed into months. And once again, she found herself falling deeply in love. She could sense it in her bones, the certainty that this person was the one for her.
But one lingering fear plagued her like a haunting nightmare—what if heartbreak struck again, knocking her off her feet? Would she be able to bear the pain? Would it drive her to the brink of desperation, tempting her to take drastic measures?
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