I nudged Emily and she sat up properly, smiling sweetly.
We were just enjoying the party when Alex, Emily’s younger brother, came over.
Alex: Emily, this song’s for you! 😉🤟
He played her favorite song and she started dancing while sitting down. I blushed watching her, then she stopped, but only to sway her shoulder—the one farthest from me. Whenever I turned to look at her, she’d stop dancing and act all innocent. 😂😂😂
She told her family, and the next day they went shopping for the “lock-in” items. Emily stayed at her grandma’s place for the tradition, and I was completely cut off from her. 💔💔😢😢 We signed the marriage contract that Friday, right before our trip. I couldn’t even see her on the engagement day 😢😑 until I begged enough and she finally lifted her veil for a second. Our friends Natalie and Fiona were with us. Even though she was officially my wife 🙂🙂 it didn’t feel real without her around.
That whole month felt like a year without my Emily. I kept looking at old photos. She didn’t even send me new ones. I was genuinely upset. 🙂🙂
Then Came the Dream Day 💜 The White Day 🤍 The Best Day of Our Lives
She looked like the full moon on our wedding night. I insisted she wear a modest veil. 😂😂 And of course, she said yes—she never said no to me. 💝💝 My heart's queen. 🤩🤩
She was so beautiful in her wedding dress, I wished I could hide her away so no one else could see her. 💛
The celebration was a daytime feast, and our flight was at 10 PM. We packed up and traveled with the entire Zane family. 💝
The most beautiful baby girl in the world—our little Ava. 😍😍😍😍
I was the happiest man alive. She looked exactly like her mom. A little clone of Emily. My joy doubled that day.
My love for her grew every single day. And despite the teasing, bickering, and playful fights, I always made it up to her with surprises, gifts, and dates. 💝💝
When Ava came, our love deepened. We shared the responsibility, and our bond only grew stronger. 🧡🧡
Whenever challenges came up, we faced them together. Respect was the foundation of our relationship.
To make a relationship last, both people have to put in a little effort. A kind word, a small compromise—it goes a long way. ✨✨
#My Darling《02》😍
One Week Later – Uncle Ray’s Wedding Ceremony 🎉
I was so excited! It was a great event, everyone looked amazing—even if the girls went a little too heavy on the makeup. 😂😂 Except for her. Emily kept her makeup light and sweet. I decided I had to tease her. 😂😂
She stormed off, annoyed. I laughed and hugged Uncle Frank. 😂😂
I followed her into the house. She tried to shut the door in my face, but I pushed it open. 😂😂😂
I turned and gave her a serious look. She froze. Her face went red with panic 😂😂
#My Darling《03》😍
We laughed our heads off, finished a couple bowls of ramen, then hung out with Uncle Harris until the party was totally over and everyone left. The whole family sat around chatting and bonding. Of course, I couldn’t resist teasing Emily again 😆😆
Below is the adapted English version of Chapter 04 from My Darling (جميلتي), using the same character names and style as in Chapters 1 and 2:
#My Darling《04》😍
She grabbed her favorite coat, applied a touch of red lipstick, and strutted out confidently.
Emily: “Jake, please—don’t start fussing over my lipstick! It’s just lipstick, nothing extra. Look, it’s perfect! 🥺💔”
Jake: “Alright, alright… Get on out.”
I scooped up Uncle Frank’s car keys and off we went.
Emily: “Hand me my phone, please! 🥺”
Jake: “Quiet down, Em.” 😒😒
We reached the market and headed straight to a phone repair shop. I swapped out her cracked screen and even managed to change it for her—she grinned so hard her last tooth almost showed! 😂😂 I also picked up a brand-new phone case just for her. She kept giggling to herself, and even the shop owner was checking us out and laughing along.
Her laughter was simply beautiful—the sound of her delightful giggles, those warm honey-colored eyes, and the way she cradled her phone like a cherished toy. When she mouthed a silent “Thank you,” it was pure magic. 🤎🤎
Jake: “So… are you happy now?”
Emily: “Absolutely! 😍😍😍”
Jake: “Alright then, let’s grab a smoothie.”
Emily: “Yup!”
We went into a nearby café. As soon as we ordered our drinks, I dashed next door to pick up a few extra things from the corner store. Just five minutes later, my phone rang—it was Emily, crying hysterically.
Jake (concerned): “Emily, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?” 💔😳
Emily (on the phone, tearful): “Jake, where are you?!” 😭😭😭
Jake: “I’m here at the store! Hold on—I’m coming!” 💔💔
I ended the call and sprinted back to the café. When I arrived, Emily looked pale, shaking, and still in tears; a kind woman nearby was trying to comfort her.
Jake: “Emily, what’s happening? Are you okay?” 😧😧
Emily’s tears only deepened as she sobbed, “Where did you go? Why’d you leave me all alone? I’m terrified of being out here by myself…” 😭😭😭💔
Jake (softly): “Emily, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know you were that scared.”
I sat down beside her and took her trembling hand in mine. Her hand was cold and shaking so badly I had to squeeze it tight, and she closed her eyes.
Jake: “Come on, let’s get back in the car. Let’s go home, okay?”
She nodded, and we walked together back to the car. Once inside, she still clutched my hand as I drove. I tried to calm her by softly reading a few verses, resting her head on my lap. Gradually, her trembling lessened.
Jake: “Emily… are you alright?”
Emily (quietly): “Yeah… I’m okay now. Alhamdulillah.”
Jake: “I’m really sorry, Em. I had no idea you were so scared.”
After a few moments, she lifted her head and asked, “But… where did you go?”
Jake: “I just popped over to the store to grab something for you.”
Later, while still in the car, Emily reached over, grabbed a bag from the seat in front, and—once she opened it—burst into laughter.
Emily: “Ramen noodles!!! 😍😍😍 You’re not taking these from me, right? 🥺”
Jake: “No, no, don’t worry. They’re all yours—eat up! But we’ve got to head back now.”
Emily: “Alright, hop in the front and drive!”
Jake: “You get in, Emily! I’m your personal chauffeur today!” 🤨
Emily: “Okay, I’ll forgive you just because of these noodles.” 😌😂
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When we got home, as soon as we walked in, Emily excitedly grabbed her phone and showed it to Uncle Frank while dancing around and laughing. 😂😂
Uncle Frank: “Jake?”
Jake: “Yes, Dad?”
Uncle Frank: “Can we have a word?”
Jake: “Sure—go ahead.”
Uncle Frank: “Tonight, it’s the first time I see someone make Emily truly happy besides me. She loves to go out—but only when she’s with someone she trusts completely. You know she’s always a bit anxious being out in public alone.”
Jake: “I know, Dad. Tonight at the café and the store… I saw her cry. What exactly happened?”
Uncle Frank: “When she saw we were leaving for a drive, the crowd got so hectic that she got lost—We spent three hours looking for her! That ordeal really shook her, and ever since, she’s been scared to go out by herself. When she asked for your permission, I couldn’t say no. She felt safe with you tonight.”
Jake: “Honestly, I don’t know what to say, Dad…”
Uncle Frank: “Jake, I’m entrusting my daughter’s happiness to you. After I’m gone, I can’t force you to marry her—but promise me you’ll always take care of her. If you don’t consider her your wife someday, at least treat her like a sister.”
Jake: “Dad, may God bless you and keep her safe for me—and may you find the man who treats her right.”
After Uncle Frank’s heartfelt words, I felt something shift inside. I realized that Emily was truly a treasure—and it was my duty to protect her with all my heart. 💙💙
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The next day, I called her and we met under our favorite tree to talk.
Jake: “So… Who is he?”
Emily (blushing): “Who do you mean?” 😳😳
Jake: “You know—this guy you’ve been talking to.” 😒
Emily: “Oh, you mean Hamam. 😄😄”
Jake: “Mmm… Hamam, huh? Are you serious with him, or are you just playing around?” 🙄
Emily (earnestly): “I’m serious—really! He works at a company, he just graduated, and, if all goes well, once I finish college he’ll propose!”
Jake: “He’s not going to propose to you, Em.” 🙂🙂
Emily (confused): “Why not? What are you saying?”
Jake: “Because you’re my girl, and I’m the one who’s going to marry you—no way is he getting in between us!” 😂😂
Emily: “That evil laugh of yours isn’t going to convince me, Jake… And I’m not marrying you, not like that! 😬😬”
Jake: “Oh, you’ll marry me—just wait!” 😆😆
Emily: “Ugh… I swear, you’re the same stubborn guy. I’ve changed… I’m a grown-up now, but somehow I’m still stuck with you.” 😑😑
She got up, a bit flustered and pouting.
Jake (teasingly, with a hint of exasperation): “Listen, I need a treat—something sweet like basbousa. My clothes aren’t even ironed, my socks are missing, and I’m freezing.” 😌😌
Emily: “In your dreams, Jake!” 😑😑
Jake: “Alright, alright… I’m off to have a word with Uncle Frank—man to man, you know?” 😌😌
Emily (throwing her hands up): “Oh, for crying out loud, Jake!” 😬😬😬
#My Darling《05》😍
I handed her my laundry with a teasing grin—telling her to wash it—and then I tossed the clothes playfully in her direction. 😆😆
Emily: “Oh my gosh, Jake! Is that a drink or a dead rat?! 🤢🤢 No god but Allah, Muhammad is the messenger of Allah—seriously, you’re gonna be my husband someday? May God help you! 🤢🤢 I don’t know how you’re going to put up with this!”
Jake: “Well, now you’re really used to me, aren’t you? 😏 You’re carrying my laundry to wash AND you even want to iron it for me—what a load!”
Emily: “In your dreams!” 😑😑
She went off to wash the clothes and even started ironing them. Feeling sorry for her, I called out to our cousin Naomi to help with the ironing—but she barely got up, then dozed off on the bed, went to the store, and returned with a few things. “Just wait,” I thought with a smile, “you’ll see soon enough.”
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(In Emily’s voice)
I had been asleep from exhaustion (thanks to that guy Jake, of course). I woke up to find the room locked and discovered a ribbon tied around my finger. Curious, I untied it and found a little note taped on it:
“Follow the ribbon ❤️.”
I trailed the ribbon until it ended at a small table adorned with a single white rose 🤍 and a box. I wondered for a moment,
Emily: “Maybe this isn’t mine… But if it weren’t meant for me, why tie a ribbon around my finger? No way—it has to be mine!”
I picked up the box—a red box wrapped with a white ribbon ❤️❤️—and opened it. Inside were some delicious chocolates. I couldn’t help but jump with joy, grabbing the chocolate packets. Then, tucked inside, was another box. I opened that one and found three packs of my favorite ramen noodles 😍😍. I practically screamed from delight as I grabbed them, and then I discovered a small container inside.
Emily: “Wow! I must be dreaming—I’m definitely dreaming! And oh my gosh, Hamam really did bring me a surprise like this!” 😍😍😍
I opened the small container and there it was—a bracelet, silver with sparkling diamonds and a large, heart-shaped ruby 💚. I quickly slipped it on, gathered my things, and settled in the middle of the bed while happily munching away.
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(In Jake’s voice)
I had been watching her as she slept. When she suddenly started bouncing around with pure joy, I felt an indescribable relief seeing that smile—especially knowing I was the one who made it appear. I then watched her sit on the bed, muttering to herself with a face still smeared in chocolate. 😂😂
Emily (mumbling to herself): “Wow, this is like a dream. Such a sweet dream—I don’t ever want to wake up. And if someone had to pinch me just to make sure I’m not dreaming…”
Quietly, I crept up behind her and gave her hand a playful, firm pinch.
Emily: “Ouch! Jake, what’s with you?!”
Jake: “You told me to pinch you, so I pinched you!” 😆😆
Emily: “But not literally, Jake!” 😒😒 “For heaven’s sake, behave—I’m happy. Don’t ruin my mood! Please!”
Jake: “How can I ruin your mood when I’m the reason behind that smile?” 😌
Emily: “Oh, come on—are you serious? Absolutely not!” 😳😳
Jake: “So, who exactly is this guy you’ve been talking to? Your precious little ‘Hamam’—am I right?” 🤨
Emily: “Oh, stop it! And by the way, my delightful uncle gave me a gift—Big love!” 😄😄💚
I sat down beside her on the bed and reached over to grab a piece of chocolate. As soon as I did, she playfully hit my hand so hard that I dropped it.
Jake: “What’s with you, girl?”
Emily: “That’s mine! I didn’t buy it for you—get your sticky fingers off it! I want it all for me!”
Jake: “You’re really going to get on my nerves, aren’t you?” 😑
I snatched the chocolate back and held it high with a mischievous grin.
Emily: “Jake, quit being so naughty and give it back!”
Jake: “Alright, alright—I got it for you. But don’t think you’re off the hook!”
I handed it back with a teasing smile, adding, “Just remember, if you don’t share some of that chocolate with me, nothing else matters!” 😏
Emily: “Fine, here you go—but it won’t stay with you for long!”
Jake: “Thanks.”
I pocketed it and strutted away, then turned back to lob a piece of chocolate at her.
“Forget everything else and just enjoy it!” I called after her.
She laughed and happily munched on the treat.
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After a week, at Uncle Mo’s wedding, my attitude with Emily had noticeably softened—I wasn’t pestering her anymore. I’d simply ask if she needed something, and she’d just smile without getting upset. Even during the reception, she didn’t complain about her makeup or outfit. Later, while all the guys sat together at one table in the hall, Emily sat next to me, glancing over every now and then, while I pretended not to notice.
Emily (quietly): “Jake, what’s with you? You haven’t said a word about my dress or your makeup.”
Jake: “There’s really nothing to say… I admit, last time I went too far, and I’m sorry.”
I got up from the table and walked toward the restroom. Emily followed close behind, grabbed my hand, and said softly,
Emily: “Jake, what’s really going on? You’re not acting like yourself tonight.”
Taking a deep breath, I led her outside and began:
Jake: “Sweetheart, I married someone two years ago. But tonight, I got a call from her daughter—she told me that her mom divorced her husband because of me.”
Emily (shocked): “What? How did that even happen?”
Jake: “She said he saw our old messages and pictures, they got into a huge fight, and now she’s telling me ‘I love you, I want you back.’”
Emily: “And what did you say?”
Jake (sorrowfully): “I told her I’d never go back—that I’ve forgotten her and there’s no way I’d return.” 💔
I pulled her into a gentle embrace, looking deeply into her eyes.
Emily: “Jake, don’t say that—you’re not going to lose anything! I know everything will work out.”
Jake (softly, voice trembling): “I feel this emptiness… a yearning for someone I can’t even name.”
Emily: “Jake… do you still love someone?”
#My Darling《06》😍
I tossed my laundry at her—just for a laugh.
Emily: “Oh my gosh, Jake! Is that a drink or a dead rat?! 🤢🤢 No god but Allah, Muhammad is the messenger of Allah—seriously, how do you even put up with this?!”
Jake: “Well, you’re managing just fine right now. You’re carrying my laundry to wash AND expecting to iron it, too!”
Emily: “In your dreams!” 😑😑
She headed off to wash and start ironing the clothes. Feeling a bit sorry for her, I called Naomi over so she could help with the ironing instead. Then Emily got up, went to bed and fell asleep. I dashed to the store, grabbed a few things, and came back… just wait, you’ll see what happens next.
(In Emily’s voice)
I had dozed off from exhaustion—thanks in no small part to that guy Jake. 🙂 I woke up to find the room locked. Rousing myself, I discovered a ribbon tied around my finger. When I untied it, a little note was attached:
“Follow the ribbon ❤️.”
I followed the ribbon’s trail until it ended at a small table holding a single white rose 🤍 and a box. I thought, “Maybe this isn’t mine… but if they tied that ribbon on my finger, then it must be meant for me!” 😄😄
I picked up the box—a red box adorned with a white ribbon ❤️❤️—and opened it. Inside were chocolates! I jumped with joy, grabbed the chocolate packets, and then—inside that box—was another smaller box. I opened it and found three packs of my favorite ramen noodles 😍😍. I squealed with delight and, as if that weren’t enough, discovered a small container tucked inside.
Emily: “Wow!!! 😍😍 I must be dreaming—I’m definitely dreaming! And oh my gosh, Hamam really did bring me a surprise like this!” 😍😍
I opened the container to reveal a beautiful silver bracelet decorated with sparkling diamonds and a large, heart-shaped ruby 💚. I slipped it on immediately, gathered my things, and plopped myself right in the middle of the bed. I curled up and started munching on my chocolates with pure bliss.
(In Jake’s voice)
I’d been watching her from the moment she woke. When she suddenly started bouncing around, smiling like nothing could go wrong, I felt a wave of relief—I mean, nothing feels better than knowing you’re the reason for someone’s smile. I settled on the bed as she began talking to herself, her nose still smeared with chocolate. 😂😂
Emily (muttering): “Wow, I’m dreaming… This is a beautiful dream—I never want to wake up! But… who would do something like this?”
(If someone were to pinch me to make sure I wasn’t dreaming, I’d know for sure I’m awake!) 😍😍
I crept quietly behind her and gave her hand a firm pinch.
Emily: “Ouch! Jake, what’s with you?!”
Jake: “You told me to pinch you, so I pinched you!” 😆😆
Emily: “But I wasn’t meaning it literally, Jake! Seriously, behave—don’t ruin my mood! Please, just leave me be!” 😬🥺
Jake: “How can I let you be happy if you’re ruining your own mood?” 😌
Emily: “That’s so you, Jake… No way, impossible!” 😆😆
Jake (teasingly): “So… who is it really? My dear old buddy, Shafee—God rest his soul?” 🤨
Emily: “No, no! Uncle Zain—our charming one—gave me a gift! Big love!” 😄😄💚
I sat beside her on the bed. When I reached for a piece of chocolate, she playfully smacked my hand so hard that it flew out of my grasp.
Jake: “What’s wrong with you?” 😕
Emily: “That’s mine! I’m not giving it to you—I bought it for myself, so keep your hands off! I’m craving it, and you’re not getting any!” 😒
Jake: “Get a grip!” 😑
I snatched another piece and held it up with a mischievous grin.
Emily: “Jake, stop being so cheeky and give it back!”
Jake: “Alright, alright—I got it for you. But just remember, if you don’t share some chocolate with me, nothing else matters!” 😏
Emily: “Fine, here you go—but it won’t last long in your hands!”
I pocketed it, then stepped away and tossed another piece back her way with a playful smile.
“Forget everything else and just enjoy it!” I called after her.
She burst into laughter and happily devoured the treat.
Shortly after, a week later, Uncle Frank’s wedding arrived. After my antics with Emily, I’d stopped pestering her—she was calmer and no longer complained about her makeup or outfit. At the reception, all the guys sat together at one table. Emily settled beside me, casually glancing in my direction while I pretended not to notice.
Emily (whispering): “Jake, what’s up with you? You haven’t even mentioned anything about my dress or makeup.”
Jake: “There’s really nothing worth commenting on…I admit I overreacted last time, and I’m sorry.”
I rose from the table and headed to the restroom. Emily followed, and as she grabbed my hand, she asked softly,
Emily: “Jake, what’s really bothering you? You’re not acting like yourself tonight.”
I took a deep breath and let it out.
Jake: “Sweetheart, I got married two years ago. Tonight, I received a call from her daughter telling me that her mother got divorced because of me.”
Emily (shocked): “What? How is that even possible?”
Jake: “She said her husband found our old messages and pictures—and they argued—and now she told me, ‘I love you, I want you back.’”
Emily: “So, what did you say?”
Jake (voice heavy with regret): “I told her I’d never go back. I’ve forgotten her—I can’t even think about it again.” 💔
I pulled Emily into a tender kiss and gazed deeply into her eyes.
Emily: “Jake, don’t say that… You’re not going to lose anything; trust me.”
Jake (whispering): “I feel this aching emptiness—a bittersweet yearning for someone I can’t even name.”
Emily: “Jake… do you still love someone?”
#My Darling《07》😍
Emily: “Hamam! 😭😭 My engagement is set for next Friday—with Iman!” 💔💔
Jake: “What do you mean? And who did you say it was with?!” 😳😳
Emily: “It wasn’t like before—my phone was broken, and you fixed it for me yesterday, right? Before it was fixed, I called Hamam using my sister’s boosted phone, telling him my phone was down. I went a whole week without WhatsApp, completely out of touch with him. Then, after you fixed it yesterday, I told him to surprise me. I logged on at night and saw his status screenshot…” 💔😓😓
Jake: “What did it say? Tell me, please…” 💔💔
Emily held out the phone, displaying the screenshot.
Hamam (on the screenshot message): “Iman, I have a surprise for you.”
Iman (in reply): “What is it, baby?”
Hamam: “Get an appointment with your dad—next Friday, I’m coming to propose to you. 😉”
Iman: “Wow, Hamam! 😍😍 Are you serious? Alright then, I’ll talk to him for you—I love you!”
Hamam: “I love you too!” 😍😍
When Emily saw the screenshot, she became distraught; I couldn’t bear seeing tears well in her eyes.
Jake: “And what exactly did he say?”
Emily: “Nothing at all…” 💔😞
Jake: “I know exactly how you feel—I’ve been there, too.” 💔💔
We spent the next two days in misery. Emily was inconsolable, and though I tried everything to cheer her up, her smile wasn’t quite there anymore.
Then Friday came—and her tears wouldn’t stop. I finally couldn’t bear it. I grabbed her phone, saved Hamam’s number, and left.
That same evening at sunset…
Jake: “Uncle, I want to drive Emily to a restaurant.”
Uncle Frank: “And what’s the reason, son? All this chatter—it might ruin our family’s reputation, and I worry for my daughter’s honor.”
Jake: “Uncle, trust me—I’ll drive. And Naomi’s coming along. Emily’s been a bit down lately.”
Uncle Frank: “I trust you, son. Go ahead.”
I called Naomi and Emily; they got ready, and we headed out. We arrived at the restaurant where Naomi joined up with her friend and sister. I excused myself from their table.
Emily: “Where are we off to?” 💔💔
Jake: “We’re stopping by the grocery store—I need to pick up some things for you guys.”
Emily: “Don’t take too long!” 💔
Jake: “Alright, don’t worry—Naomi’s with you, nothing’s going to go wrong.”
We broke away, and Emily called after me, “Jake, I’m coming with you.”
“Okay then!” I replied warmly, and we left. As we walked by a grocery store, Emily pointed at it excitedly:
Emily: “Jake, look—a grocery store!”
Jake: “No, we’re not going there—we’re headed somewhere else.”
Emily: “Where?” 😳💔
Jake: “Just trust me—I’ve got something on my mind.”
We strolled until we reached an apartment building where Hamam supposedly lived. We stopped by the car, and I called him.
Jake (into the phone, playfully shouting): “Hey, you rotten scum—get out here!”
Emily (alarmed): “Jake, what did you just say?!” 😱😱😱
Jake: “Stay close to me—and when I say run, you run!”
Emily: “What?!” 😱😱😱
Within moments, we heard a door open. I grabbed Emily’s hand, and we bolted. Hamam saw us sprinting behind and shouted,
Hamam: “Hey! Stop—if you’re real men, stand up straight!”
We reached a darkened spot. Emily hesitated a few steps away. Then, as soon as Hamam came near, she struck him hard—letting out all her pent-up anger—and pushed him so fiercely that not a single tear fell from her eyes.
Jake: “That’s because you made her cry—spilling those precious tears when all she’s gotten is sorrow!”
Emily: “Jake, leave him alone! Get him away from me! 💔💔💔”
After venting all her anger and exhausting herself, she tossed him to the ground.
Jake: “You wimp! You don’t act like a real man at all—this isn’t the behavior of a proper gentleman!”
Hamam: “I’m sorry—truly, I am sorry…” 💔
Emily stood a little away, watching. Then she strode over, grabbed Hamam by the arm, hoisted him onto her shoulder, and marched him home.
Jake (sternly): “I didn’t want to leave you out in the cold—but if you ever hurt Emily or even get too close, just know you’ve opened the gates of hell for yourself!” 😠
They opened the door and went inside. Emily and I then returned to the restaurant. Along the street, she was quiet, lost in thought. Later, we even stopped by a grocery store, bought what we needed, and headed back. Emily ended up standing in the street, deep in thought.
Jake: “Why did you stop? Come on, move!”
Emily: “Why did you do that, Jake? Why did you hit him?!” 💔💔
Jake (exasperated): “After all this, you’re still defending him? Seriously—why are you asking me why I hit him?” 😠😠
Emily: “I’m not defending him—I just want to know why.” 💔
Jake: “I couldn’t bear seeing you broken. I couldn’t stand it—I took it too far and shattered your heart. I just couldn’t take it anymore!” 💔😠
My nerves finally snapped, and I began screaming at her. Emily got frightened and backed away. When I saw the fear in her eyes, I calmed down.
Jake (softly): “I’m sorry—I won’t yell at you again.” 💔💔
Emily: “Alright then, tell me—why? Why couldn’t you bear my pain, and why did you defend me? Please, Jake, explain!” 💔💔
I stood there silently, not knowing what to say or why I’d done it.
At that moment, Naomi called.
Jake: “Alright, that’s Naomi—we’re running late for her…” I excused myself and went off to speak with her.