It will rip you apart and possibly put you back together again.
I know this because it's my story.
The pain and anguish experienced in this is what it was like to hold onto hope that some day we'd find each other again. I won't sugar coat the details of what I went through to have her, nor will I apologize for any actions that led me right back into her life.
Sometimes love isn't enough.
Sometimes it takes a little fate.
Love isn’t always
something we learn to feel or experience through years of heartbreak and
personal experiences. Though it can grow stronger, people aren’t able to choose
when it will happen. Sometimes, on rare instances, it becomes the only thing we
live for; the reason we keep striving to move in a forward direction. In other
instances, it can be the whole reason we exist in this world. That kind of
rarity isn’t one to boast about. Loving someone with extreme compassion comes
with great agony, and even more patience. Feeling as if you can’t breathe is
only the beginning of what could occur when you’re emotions play a part in the
existence of such a powerful word. There have been days where I’ve woken up and
wished it wasn’t there, hounding me from the depths of my core. I’ve always
considered myself a strong man; one that could withstand extreme amounts of
despair without breaking down. I felt like I could get past it, however,
learned quickly that it doesn’t work that way.
Imagine being in love
with the same person since you were a young child, only to have them fall for
your twin instead. This story I’m about to tell you is rocky.
It will rip you apart
and possibly put you back together again.
I know this because
it's my story.
The pain and anguish
experienced in this is what it was like to hold onto hope that some day we'd
find each other again. I won't sugar coat the details of what I went
through to have her, nor will I apologize for any actions that led me right
back into Katy’s life.
There is one thing
I’ve learned from all of this.
Sometimes love isn't
enough.
Sometimes it takes a
little fate, some bad experiences, and a lot of time.
Get the beginning of the story
with Love Survives
My heart belonged to Branch and Brooks Valentine since we were children, when we were all too naïve to know what that even meant. We didn’t understand that when we became adults, love would change us. I had to make a choice and when I did, it ripped our bond apart. Brooks left town, and he took half of my heart with him. It was difficult, but I coped and planned my future with Branch. I thought I’d made the right decision. I loved him and I always had.
Brooks showed up to be our best man the night before our nuptials. After drinks and too much reminiscing, I ended up in bed with the wrong brother. To avoid the humiliation and the fact that I’d ruined all of our lives, I left Branch and the only family I’d ever known.
That’s where my story should have ended.
Two years, one beautiful little girl and an abusive marriage later, I was standing there staring at the man that would always hold my heart.
The only question was…
Would I give it to him
I’m Katy Michaels and this is my story.
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Love's Suicide
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Jennifer Foor is
an award winning Contemporary Romance Author. She's best known for the Mitchell
Family Series, which includes ten books.
She is married
with two children and spends most of her time behind a keyboard, writing
stories that come from her heart.
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