Love Flows Deep Into the Years — Novel

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In a world where love is supposed to be unconditional, Sadie finds herself questioning everything she thought she knew about her six-year relationship with Max. After cutting her hair to impress his parents, she waits in vain while he abandons her for a winter cycling adventure with his new friend, Jane. As the rain pours down, so too does Sadie’s resolve, forcing her to confront the painful truth: Max has always put himself first.

When a chance encounter with a kind stranger in a hospital makes her realize her worth, Sadie decides it’s time to reclaim her life. But breaking free from a cycle of neglect and disappointment is harder than it seems. As Max’s charm and familiarity tug at her heartstrings, will she have the strength to truly let go?

With every lingering text and half-hearted apology, the stakes rise. Can Sadie discover the love she deserves, or will she remain trapped in a relationship that feels more like a prison? In this gripping tale of self-discovery and resilience, love flows deeper than the years they’ve shared, but will it be enough to set her free?

Love Flows Deep Into the YearsChapter 1

I’ve been in love with Max Carter for six years.

He gave me a ring and said we’d meet his parents this weekend.

"Here, take this and go get a haircut. My mom likes girls with short hair."

That weekend, I wore the simple ring he gave me and waited all day at the salon, but Max never showed up.

Later, I checked my phone and saw a post from his cycling partner.

[Someone ditched meeting his parents just to make my winter cycling dream come true. Guess who’s getting punished tonight!]

Normally, I’d be furious and call him a dozen times to demand answers.

But this time, I was too exhausted.

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It was a cold December day, the kind where the rain feels like ice and I was standing outside a closed salon, waiting for Max.

Today was supposed to be the day I finally met his parents.

Last night, Max had told me his mom liked short-haired girls, so I reluctantly went to the address he gave me and cut off the long hair I had grown out for three years.

He said he’d go buy a gift and pick me up before lunch.

I waited.

And waited.

Six hours went by and I called him eight times. He didn’t answer once.