A Love To Call My Own
Alicia once believed in the promises of love—until she found herself suffocating in a marriage with Edward who returned with his mistress after winning the war, a man who once held her heart but now barely notices her existence. What was once warmth has turned to silence, and the dreams she once shared with him are nothing more than faded memories.
Just as Alicia begins to accept that love will never be hers, Lucien suddenly appears in her life. A gentle, charming florist who seems to make her laugh at every moment. A man who always saw her, understood her, and treated her like she was worth more than the shadows she’s been cast into.
His presence is a sun to the darkness of Edward’s indifference has left behind, and Alicia begins to wonder: Could love still be possible for her?
Caught between a husband who has grown distant and a man who makes her feel alive again, Alicia faces a choice that could tear her apart. Can she stay in the wreckage of her broken marriage, or will she dare to seize the love she’s always longed for?
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“I don’t know who I am anymore,” Alicia whispered, her voice trembling, the weight of her own sorrow.
Edward’s eyes were vacant, his words cold and detached, “You’ve always known, Alicia. You’ve always known where you belong.”
But as Lucien’s hand gently cradled hers, Alicia felt something stir within her—a flicker of hope, of warmth, of a love she thought was lost forever. In that moment, she realized for the first time in years: Maybe, just maybe, she could have a love to call her own.