"Georgina finds out that Derek cheated on her, so she terminates the baby. Anyway, there was no love between them. What use is starting a family like she always dreamed of? She leaves without a trace, only for him to show up sometime later…. Begging her to come back into his life? All the while, behind the scenes, someone is still out to ruin her. Will Georgina be moved and come back to him? Or will she choose a new love just waiting for her?"
I had been dating my boyfriend, Chris, for three years, and after all his indifference, he finally proposed. I was ecstatic. But when the day came to register our marriage, I stood outside City Hall for 12 hours, eagerly waiting, but he never showed.
My boyfriend was a forensic pathologist. When I was kidnapped and strapped to a bomb with ten minutes left to live, the thug forced me to make one last call. I called him. Desperate, shaking, praying he’d save me.
The day Sean and I decided to move to the same city, I completely screwed up. I didn't show up when I said I would.
I'd been married for four years when my husband's mistress ran off. All she left behind was a note: "Sorry, I'm eloping with my bestie. Bye-bye!"
Eight months pregnant, I was pushed from the second floor, blood pouring from me as I fell. Alexander rushed me to the hospital in a frenzy, calling in top specialists to perform surgery. Thankfully, the baby was saved.
On their sixth wedding anniversary, Jack Sullivan and his childhood sweetheart, Zoe, made a grand announcement on Instagram.
I lost five years of my memory. When I came to, I found out that Ethan Sinclair, my longtime crush, had somehow become my husband. But he wasn't kind to me.
My name was Nadia Cooper, and after seven years of waiting, I finally got the proposal I'd dreamed about... at work. But just as Lucas Madron, my fiancé, was about to get down on one knee, he turned to his first love standing right beside him, knelt in front of her, and slipped a ring on her finger, saying, "Skye, I haven't been able to let go all these years. I can't ignore my heart…"
Bella Sinclair and I were kidnapped together, but when Adrian Bennett stormed in with half a million dollars, it couldn't have been more obvious who he was there for—Bella, of course.
"Get me the best doctor here, right now!"
Keira had just scored an impressive 1580 on her SATs.
The night I lost my baby in a car accident, Alexander happened to drive by with his assistant. He took one look at my blood-soaked dress, shielded her eyes, and muttered, "What bad luck. Don't look." Then he stepped on the gas and disappeared.
I'm getting married, but my boyfriend of eight years has no idea.
The scent of sandalwood, mixed with the faint trace of the cigar he occasionally smoked, lingered in the air, wrapping around my senses. He kissed me exactly the way he always had: soft, gentle, and teasing. His masculine scent, combined with the feel of his lips, threatened to overwhelm me, but just before it could, he pulled away.
I ran into the girl David was keeping on the side, purely by coincidence, while I was at the hospital for a health check-up.
Una mujer fue trasladada de urgencia a las urgencias con una rotura del cuerpo lúteo y hemorragia masiva. Llevaba un formulario de consentimiento en la mano, buscando a un familiar para que firmara.
As I died from cancer, my husband was wrapped up in Zoe's gymnastics. "Just let her die already! Saves me the trouble of a freakin' divorce," he snapped before hanging up on my doctor. I woke up, surprise, as a ghost, right beside them, watching them continue the "gymnastics."
While everyone else was panic-selling their accounts, I was pulling all-nighters, hanging out with NPCs like it was our last day together. People said I'd lost it-talking to them like they were real.
My boyfriend had this "sister" figure in his life. They were practically joined at the hip.