Story cover for Letters To A Distant Shore | An Epistolary Love Novel  by crviaflav
Letters To A Distant Shore | An Epistolary Love Novel
  • ЧИТАТЕЛЕЙ 7
  • Всего голосов 1
  • Части 1
  • Время <5 mins
  • ЧИТАТЕЛЕЙ 7
  • Всего голосов 1
  • Части 1
  • Время <5 mins
Завершенная история, впервые опубликовано мая 09
There she stood. Under the palm trees, looking majestic. Her skin developed a tan from the heat of the sun, and she glowed as the sunset touched her skin. She was alone as of now, it seemed. The beach house of her family was an hour away from our village. Yet, the walk was worth seeing her. She turned and faced the shore.


 I saw it as an opportunity. While she walked towards the sea, I picked a flower from the bush of the plumeria. 

Slowly but surely, I walked towards her and waited for her to turn. She giggled when the wave caught on to her, and she moved back. Then, she bumped into me. She turned around and slapped me in the face. 

"Sino ka? What are you doing here?" She yelled, her eyes full of terror. 

"Ako si Lorenzo Morales. I am a citizen of the village in this island." I grinned and placed the plumeria behind her ear. 

Her fear melted into relief as she spoke, "Patawarin mo ako, Lorenzo. You took me by surprise." 

"Don't sweat it. It's okay. I was wondering if I could take you around the island?" I asked, looking straight into her hazel eyes. 

"Lorenzo, I wish I could. But, my family is having dinner later. Hindi ako papayagan na hindi ako sasama." She replied, her voice was laced with regret.

"Oh, that's okay. Maybe another time?" I insisted. I wanted to get to know her, I may sound desperate right now, but who cares?

"Okay, that's alright. How about tomorrow? Im free tomorrow." She said, her hands fidgeted on her bracelet. 

"Okay. I'll be here to pick you up." I took off my seashell bracelet and handed it to her. When she looked up at me with confusion, i spoke, "So I have a reason to come back here. You can't avoid me." I teased, my chuckle matched her sweet laugh. 

"Okay. I don't think I introduced myself. Amelia Reyes." She grinned as she turned. She looked back at me and held my hands, "I have to go, but promise me that you will come back." She taunted. 

"I will come back tomorrow, don't worry. Goodnight, Amelia." 

"Goodnight, Lorenzo."
Все права защищены

1 часть

Подпишись, чтобы добавить Letters To A Distant Shore | An Epistolary Love Novel в свою библиотеку и получать обновления
или
#160citygirl
Руководство по содержанию публикаций
Вам также может понравиться
Mis(s)matched: Redemption от lynk992925
40 Части Текущие
Vedha was holding her baby in her arms, her back resting against the inclined hospital bed adjusted for her comfort. The baby was nursing at her breast, tiny gulps filling the quiet room. Slowly, she leaned forward and kissed the baby's forehead. She touched her daughter's tiny hands and feet, still in disbelief that this life had been growing inside her just hours ago-and now, here she was, her newborn nestled in her arms, suckling gently, a moment of pure, painful beauty cradled in her arms. "You are filth... an unwanted filth in my life," Vedha whispered. With that, she jolted awake. She was alone in her hospital bed, the dream fading into the sterile scent of the hospital room. Her mother, Radha, who had been sitting in the chair beside her, panicked at the sudden movement. "Vedha, what happened?" she asked anxiously. Vedha, still dazed, shook her head slowly. She glanced down at her breast-it was leaking milk. Her breasts felt swollen and painful. Her body had begun to produce milk. Even though she had rejected motherhood, her body hadn't. "Amma, look at this. Do something," Vedha said, her voice edged with discomfort. The urgency in her daughter's voice snapped Radha out of her thoughts. She nodded and said, "Wait, I'll ask the doctor," before hurrying out of the room. Inside the doctor's cabin, Radha explained the situation. The doctor listened patiently and then said, "Since you're already a mother of two, I don't need to explain to you the importance of breastfeeding. Try to convince her husband to bring the baby, even if just for a few days. It will ease her pain and be good for the child. If feeding isn't an option, we'll have to start medication to stop the milk production. The choice is yours now." Radha nodded thoughtfully and left the room. She had made up her mind to speak to Arjun-one last time.
Вам также может понравиться
Slide 1 of 10
Mis(s)matched: Redemption cover
That One Slytherin Girl | Fred Weasley  cover
طحت ومحد سمى علي  cover
Twilight reversed cover
October, The Odd Ones cover
Fate Set Right cover
SMUT (GxG) cover
Cherry and Wine cover
BXB ONESHOTS (18+)  cover
Bella And Jacob or Edward cover

Mis(s)matched: Redemption

40 Части Текущие

Vedha was holding her baby in her arms, her back resting against the inclined hospital bed adjusted for her comfort. The baby was nursing at her breast, tiny gulps filling the quiet room. Slowly, she leaned forward and kissed the baby's forehead. She touched her daughter's tiny hands and feet, still in disbelief that this life had been growing inside her just hours ago-and now, here she was, her newborn nestled in her arms, suckling gently, a moment of pure, painful beauty cradled in her arms. "You are filth... an unwanted filth in my life," Vedha whispered. With that, she jolted awake. She was alone in her hospital bed, the dream fading into the sterile scent of the hospital room. Her mother, Radha, who had been sitting in the chair beside her, panicked at the sudden movement. "Vedha, what happened?" she asked anxiously. Vedha, still dazed, shook her head slowly. She glanced down at her breast-it was leaking milk. Her breasts felt swollen and painful. Her body had begun to produce milk. Even though she had rejected motherhood, her body hadn't. "Amma, look at this. Do something," Vedha said, her voice edged with discomfort. The urgency in her daughter's voice snapped Radha out of her thoughts. She nodded and said, "Wait, I'll ask the doctor," before hurrying out of the room. Inside the doctor's cabin, Radha explained the situation. The doctor listened patiently and then said, "Since you're already a mother of two, I don't need to explain to you the importance of breastfeeding. Try to convince her husband to bring the baby, even if just for a few days. It will ease her pain and be good for the child. If feeding isn't an option, we'll have to start medication to stop the milk production. The choice is yours now." Radha nodded thoughtfully and left the room. She had made up her mind to speak to Arjun-one last time.