All Chapters of The Love Stories: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

 Maybe she didn't believe it now but he was going to make her do so as days went by. He thought as he fell asleep."No you don't" she whispered into the night. Then she rolled out of his arms and got into the bathroom. There Nasha realized...it came in a rush, she may have at some point fallen in love with him too"No..." she muttered staring at the lost woman in the mirror, "it shouldn't be" then she cried not the silent kind, the one that sounded like she was weeping...but then she was, Weeping for something she knew she might never have.  *****Just as she stepped into the house she remembered she had never called John."Oh my God...oh my..." he was sitting there waiting.  And he was surprised when he saw her and she k

Frank never showed up at work the next day or the day after. After almost a week of him not showing up she couldn't take it anymore."Sandra is their anyway you could ring Frank to let us no if he is alright?" "I will do that now", she said and left she was also worried. When Sandra called him, he sounded drunk, "Are you drunk Frank?""No""Well the boss says we should check up on you, she's really taking it easy with you Frank don't let her lose it""Maybe she should, that's what she's good at...I'm hanging up now" and he did."Wow", Sandra muttered. Something was wrong somewhere Sandra just knew. "He says his fine...""Why hasn't he shown up then?" Nasha asked,"how unreasonable can he be?!" she flared. Sandra pressed her lips together and left.&nb

 And they had made love that day and as she stood to go she had told him"This can't go on anymore, we need to stop", he had came to her immediately taking both her hands he asked"Why don't you divorce him?""I can't...""What do you mean? You don't love him anymore Nasha, you're worth more than this...you are a strong beautiful woman Nasha you deserve someone better", she smiled"Someone like you?""Maybe...but we both no you won't be here if you still loved your husband. We both know none of this would have happened if you still felt for him Nasha...please", he said softly"I don't no, what am I going to say to people Frank?, that I sort the easy way out? That I needed a distraction?", the same words Sandra said to her now. But he had held onto her and asked her to let him help, but she had said firmly that she didn't want

He arrived mins later...her door wasn't locked. She was just there sitting still staring at the body when he saw her."Oh God...Nasha", he went to her, she looked up at him, she looked like a helpless child. Frank moved quickly, picked her up and went to the restroom he didn't mind that she was covered with blood...she didn't speak until he had dropped her, took off her top and put he's on her.He wasn't thinking either, he just needed to clean her up and get them out of this house. "I killed him...I killed him...", she kept muttering"Shut up Nasha you didn't", he said wiping her face she looked at him and he no longer saw that strong boss of his who held her head high always instead he saw a...pathetic looking defenseless woman who was in shock. And he didn't think he liked this personality at all. 

He had her, she had him.He tiptoed into their apartment he hoped she was still asleep...she had gone out partying last night and came in late, he hadn't told her about his appointment today because he wanted to surprise her with a good news...but alas there wasn't any.He knew that know matter what happened she'd stick with him, she had always been with him he knew she would try to make him see the bright side of things but now he couldn't help feeling guilty because he couldn't give her the kind of life she deserved.  He could perceive the sweet aroma and it was coming from the kitchen, she wasn't asleep after all. So he went over to their little kitchen, she was stirring the contents in the pot when he came in she glanced up at him."Oh you are back...good afternoon", she said, he held her from behind"afternoon baby", he muttered kissing her on the head. Then sighed "smells good, what's t