Everyone's allowed to be in love with the wrong person at some point. In fact, it's a mistake not to be.
Harriet EvansMots clés wisdom life love break-ups
It was completely still, not a sound within or outside. As if it was just the two of them, nothing more in the world, in this room alone.
Harriet EvansIt's weird I don't know anything about you,"
"What are you talking about? We just spent the whole day together."
"Yes, but we drank loads and chatted about - I don't even know what we chatted about,"
"I like conversations like that," Tom said. "Much less hard work. with my ex, it was like pulling teeth sometimes. We had loads in common but we didn't see the world the same way." He stopped. "Oh, that sounds good. I should write it down." He got out his phone.
"You're writing that down?"
"Yep" Tom said, fiddling with his phone
She stared at him, trying not to laugh. "Wow. You are weird, do you know that," she said. "Most of the time you're almost normal, but occasionally your super-weird side comes out.
Mots clés chemistry ease instant-attraction weird-habits
She knew she could drink up to a certain point, but after that she never did anything interesting like dancing on the bar with her top off or snogging random strangers. She would merely fall over and then probably be sick.
Harriet EvansMots clés introverted
She missed him. And she was scared, deep down, because she felt him pulling away from her, and even though he assured her he wasn't, she didn't believe him.
Harriet EvansMots clés endings losing-someone distancing verge-if-breaking-up
That happy ending business - it's all a bit contrived. I don't ever believe it."
How unromantic. It wasn't true either. The truth was, Elle wanted to believe in happy ever after, more than anything. But to admit it would be to discount what she knew to be the real facts of life. So she didn't know how to admit that she longed, secretly, to have her perspective changed, by something or someone, she didn't know which.
Mots clés hopeless-romantic
She wanted to sit in the pub with him the way Sam did with Steve, the way Matty and Karen had done last weekend with their boyfriends, to hold his hand as they walked down the street, to be able to smile in public at him, not this controlled, agonisingly formal behaviour.
It struck her, this week in particular, that she was completely isolated. She couldn't talk to him, she couldn't talk to her friends, and she didn't know when that would change. And she couldn't do anything about it; she was weak, because she loved him too much, not that that was weakness, but - she was powerless.
Mots clés alone no-control tricky-situations
She stood firm, biting her lip. "I asked you a question, Rory. Yes, or no?"
He hesitated. "It's not as easy as that."
'It is," said Elle, feeling her heart physically ache. "It has to be. If you won't come to the pub with me, I have to go now, otherwise I'll change my mind, and that would be stupid. Very, very stupid.' She covered her face with her hands, breathing deeply. "As stupid as I've been these past few years... Oh, God, no.
Mots clés break-ups losing-someone
She had lost him. Lost him because she'd let him go. And she could not allow herself to regret that decision.
Harriet EvansMots clés regret heartache losing-faith
She'd learned now that the only way to write a list was to finish with something you actually wanted to do.
Harriet EvansMots clés to-do-lists
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