She Will Be Loved

Chapter 1

It was about 6 months ago when my heart was shattered into millions of microscopic pieces. 

And forgive me if I may sound a bit dramatic. But believe me when I say that it was broken. Forever.

---Flashback---

I was getting ready to go to the airport to pick up Ryan. He was coming home from Paris from his band's tour. I put my straightener down and danced downstairs because I wanted to check the mail. I was waiting for my new catalog for Vera Bradely. I ran passed my dad and out the door to the mailbox. There was mail for me. A letter. From Ryan. Along with my catalog. Ryan never sent letters. He wasn't that kind of guy. I went back upstairs and read the letter.

My dearest Sophie,

It is great here in Paris. Everyone loves our shows. There are so many people here! But that's not the reason that I'm writing this letter. I'm writing this letter for a completely different reason. I'm sorry that I couldn't pick up my phone. It's been months since I've talked to you. Where I am doesn't exactly have the best service. So, I'm sending this to you in letter form. Please, forgive me for what I'm about to say. I love you, Sophia. But over the tour, I met a girl. She really understands me, much like you do. Sophie, I'm not coming back. I've moved on. I'm staying out here with Lucy. We're getting married. I'm so sorry. I won't ever forget you. Please, Sophie. Forgive me. I never meant to hurt you.

With all of my heart,

Ryan.

---End of Flashback---

That was all it took to break my heart. And now, it's broken. For good. I remembered my mind playing those very words in my mind. "I met a girl." That was all it took to ruin my life. Listen to me. I've been through so many things. I'm surprised this has hurt me so much. But it did. Ryan was the only thing I really loved, along with my mom. But they were both taken away from me, for reasons I'm not sure of. But all I am aware of now is that my life will never be how it was when I was with Ryan. It will never go back to the way it was. I won't ever be as happy as I was with him. He was the only thing that kept me from holding on to my life. Without him, I would have ended my life. I'm surprised that I didn't let go in these six months. Believe me. That thought entered my mind so many times before. But there was just that one strand of hope that left me hanging on. And I was willing to do whatever it took to make my life just a fraction of how good it was before.