Heaven stood on the outskirts of the grand estate, Sterling Manor, watching as the opulent doors closed behind her. The echoes of Alexander's wedding lingered in the air, a bitter melody that played in her heart. She had witnessed the man she once thought would be the love of her life marrying another, and the weight of unspoken emotions settled heavily on her shoulders.
Leaving Sterling Manor behind, Heaven wandered through the streets of the town that had been a backdrop to the chapters of her life intertwined with Alexander's. The once-familiar pathways now felt foreign, each step echoing the distance that had grown between her and the man she had once held dear.
As she walked, Heaven sought refuge in the quiet corners of the town. The echoes of Alexander's laughter and the memories of stolen moments in the library haunted her. The quaint shops and cobblestone streets, once witnesses to the blossoming of a connection, now carried the weight of unfulfilled promises.
Heaven, with tears that mirrored the raindrops that began to fall, grappled with the reality of Alexander's choice. The library, where she had once found solace and shared confidences with him, now seemed like a distant haven unreachable in the storm of emotions that raged within her.
The small apartment she had called home became a sanctuary for reflection. The walls, adorned with remnants of a life left behind, held the whispers of a love unrequited. The library, a metaphorical anchor to the past, appeared in the recesses of her mind like an unfinished story.