Breathless

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This is not a love story, but a story of love.

All she ever wanted was to breathe. That was until she meets two men who would make her want to live: the man she left and the man who left everything for her.

 

Foreword

PROLOGUE
 

I spun and moved with the rhythm, hoping to let the remnants of my bitter departure get drowned to the music.

Spin, spin, spin.

I felt my eyes water as his words echoed in my mind. Still so vivid. Still so painful.

Don’t leave.

I left. Right in his eyes, I saw the pain I have caused. With his touch, the feeling of loss will be forever etched in these hands that let go of his.

I gave everything up for a star I wanted to reach. I wanted to be that girl on her elegant tutu, spinning her dreams through her own axis. I wanted to be that girl who lets her ballet shoes take her to the world. But I never wanted to leave the man who held my heart in place.

I did not know how long I’ve been dancing. It has been hours, perhaps, judging by the darkness that emanated from the evening darkness.

My lungs seemed to tell me to stop. It was in the verge of giving up. But it can’t. It just can’t. I gave up so much for this.

Breathe. I told myself as I halt to a stop, right in the middle of the spinning blur studio. Breathe, he used to tell me and it used to always work.

I felt my head spinning and my heart falling… or perhaps breaking.

Breathe. I told myself again before finding myself on the cold wooden floor, unsure of the life I hoped to still hold.

Why did I fall? Why did I stop breathing? Why now?

Of all instances, my worst came when I was dancing. Was it fate’s way of telling me I made the wrong choice?

Again, his voice echoed in my mind, warming me. Breathe.

Hurried steps came rushing to me. A warm touch lifted me up, but still, I could not breathe.

I knew it was not my safeguard. My heart continued failing me.

I hear words that vaguely entered my senses.

I could not will my heart anymore. I need him, my mind said. I need the man who had my heart in safeguard for years.

Back then, his mere voice was all I needed. But he was gone and it was my doing.

“Breathe,” said a voice.

It was not his, but it did the same magic. I breathed. 

 

NOTE: Please read the prologue because it will be vital to the story. :) I hope you subscribe and comment, so that I'll be more encouraged to update well. Thank you so much!

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29meylee
#1
Chapter 1: Waaa.. i immerse in this story.. look forward to your update soon^^
amber_rose
#2
I must admit that I was brought here by that gorgeous poster of yours :D But the prologue sounds interesting! I'll be looking forward to your first chapter!