Deesahwrites

Sticky Notes (1)

“I can’t do it; I really can’t take it any longer. I hope you will be happy with her; I really do. And although you no longer see me as important, I hope you still remember me from time to time. I give and leave all my love in these sticky notes. May it stick with you always. With love…Hayami.” Four years, it’s been four years since Hayami had left that heartbreaking and soul wrenching message for him in her favorite color of sticky notes: pink. Four good years since she had left and disappeared from his life completely without any trace. Four good years since he had lost the person that his heart had clearly chosen, four good years of his heartbreaking stupidity, when he had told her he loved her no more, when he had stupidly mistaken a little empathy and pity for new love, four good years of stupidly pursuing infatuation when he should have stuck with his beloved. Four good years of absolute misery and regret. And now, he was seeing her again after those four long years. Only that this time, they were three. An additional blessing to the already fated duo who were always going to find their way back to each other -no matter the hurt, no matter who had caused the hurt. But can he? Can he ever prove his worth and the sincerity of his love and regret to her, well…it wasn’t just her now, so will he ever be able to show them that he truly loves and care for them? Will he ever be able to piece and mend back the heart he had shattered and mauled with his own hands? Will she ever be willing to forgive him and love him once again- that is if she had even stopped in the first place. Get ready- alongside your tissue boxes- to find out as you read this beautiful story of love, betrayal, family, forgiveness and most of all, “Healing.” Excerpt: Tears poured freely from his eyes as he looked at her back that has been turned to him for so long, wishing she could turn to face him just so he could see the sincerity from his gaze alone… “Please believe when I say I love you, please...” “I loved you once too. But that was a long, long time ago.” She replied in a quiet voice that shattered and pierced his heart than a million knives ever could, watching helplessly as she walked out of his life for good. P. S: The book cover does not belong to me, as it is Ai generated.