A Love Story: Mysteries Of The Universe, #1

By Dana Andrews

Some unknown force sent Alex. He came to help the grief and remorse and spread love and compassion. He is the mystery man from nowhere and everywhere.

"A Love Story" tells the poignant story of two women, Sarah and Emily, grappling with personal tragedies. Sarah, a successful model, has recently lost her spouse and son in a tragic car accident. Overwhelmed by grief and a profound sense of loneliness, she struggles to rebuild her life and find meaning after her loss. But a man of mystery named Alex comes to their world, and he is destined to get involved.

In the aftermath of darkness, a love story unfolds. Follow Emily and Sarah as they navigate the complexities of life and love, defying the odds and rewriting their destinies. And trying to understand what Alex genuinely wants.
Meanwhile, a talented artist, Emily, has endured the painful news that she has a terminal illness that has left her feeling shattered and struggling to regain her sense of self. The trauma haunts her, and she finds it difficult to trust and open up to others. Her partner of five years also abandoned her.

Amidst the chaotic dance of fate, two hearts collide. Experience the exhilaration of Emily and Sarah's journey as they forge an unbreakable bond and discover that love knows no boundaries.

The man of mystery sets up Sarah and Emily to meet. Sarah and Emily are inexplicably drawn to one another. Initially hesitant to embrace their connection, they cautiously navigate the boundaries of their budding friendship. As they spend time together, they discover shared experiences and emotions that create an unbreakable bond.
As their relationship deepens, Sarah and Emily find solace in each other's presence. They begin to confide in one another about their darkest secrets, fears, and regrets. Their healing journeys become intertwined, providing a source of comfort and strength they both desperately need.

In a world of uncertainty, their love becomes a lifeline. Uncover the emotions, secrets, and shared intimacies that bind Emily and Sarah as they embark on a path filled with passion, resilience, and unyielding devotion.
The mystery man named Alex has one mantra
LOVE IS FOREVER

• Language: English
• Publisher: Independent
• Release date: Feb 23, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224854370

Book preview

PROLOGUE

Three months earlier

Doctors Office

Emily entered Dr. Jane's office, her heart pounding in her chest. The room was expensively done, exuding an air of professionalism and sophistication. The walls were adorned with tasteful artwork, and the furniture was plush and inviting.

As she walked in, Emily couldn't help but notice the people in the waiting room. Some were engaged in animated conversations, their voices mingling in a low murmur. In contrast, others sat quietly, their eyes fixed on the books or magazines they held in their hands. It was a diverse group, each with worries and concerns.

Taking a deep breath, Emily approached the front desk and politely greeted the receptionist. The woman smiled warmly, the lines around her eyes crinkling with kindness. Emily signed her name on the patient board, her hand trembling slightly, and sat among the other anxious individuals.

Her leg bounced uncontrollably as she waited for her name to be called. Nervous energy coursed through her veins, making her feel nauseous. Doubts crept into her mind, tempting her to get up and leave to escape the impending news that awaited her. But she knew better than to succumb to fear. She had to face the truth, no matter how difficult.

Minutes stretched into eternity as time crawled by. Emily's palms grew clammy, and her heartbeat quickened with each passing second. She fiddled with the hem of her shirt, her fingers twisting and turning in a futile attempt to calm herself.

Finally, a flicker of movement caught Emily's eye. She looked up and saw a sign hanging above one of the doors, reading Doctor Jane Kennedy. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized it was her turn. Rising from her seat, she walked towards the door, her footsteps sounding muffled against the plush carpet.

As she entered Dr. Jane's office, Emily couldn't help but feel a wave of apprehension wash over her. The room was immaculate, with everything in its place. The gleaming wooden desk stood as the centerpiece, adorned with neat stacks of paperwork. The walls were lined with shelves filled with medical textbooks and framed certificates.

Dr. Jane herself sat behind the desk, her presence commanding yet reassuring. Her gaze was compassionate, her eyes filled with empathy as she looked at Emily. She motioned for her to sit, her voice calm and soothing.

Emily, please have a seat, Dr. Jane said, her voice laced with warmth. I have your test results here, and I understand how anxious you must be. Take a deep breath, and know that whatever the outcome, we will face it together.

Emily nodded, her throat feeling dry. She settled into the plush chair, her body sinking into its softness as she held her breath, waiting for Dr. Jane to reveal her fate.

Emily sat in the sterile office, her heart pounding in her chest. She shifted uncomfortably on the stiff chair, waiting for Dr. Jane to break the silence that had stretched for what felt like an eternity. The scent of antiseptic hung in the air, making her nose twitch, while the distant sound of ringing phones filled the room, adding to her growing anxiety.

Dr. Jane shuffled through the papers on her desk, her brow furrowed in concentration. Emily's eyes darted nervously to the chart, hoping to glimpse her test results. Finally, the doctor sighed, meeting Emily's gaze with sympathy and trepidation.

I am sorry to tell you this, Emily, Dr. Jane began, her voice tinged with hesitation, but you  have leukemia.

The words hit Emily like a wave crashing upon the shore. She felt her breath catch in her throat, and her body grew numb with shock. It was as if the world had suddenly reached a standstill while her mind raced to process the devastating news. Leukemia? The word echoed in her mind, its weight sinking deep into her very being.

Leukemia? Emily repeated, her voice barely above a whisper. What... what does that mean? Her mind was swimming with thoughts and questions, her heart yearning for answers that might provide some glimmer of hope amidst the dark cloud that had descended upon her.

Dr. Jane leaned forward; her eyes filled with compassion as she explained. She delved into the intricacies of the disease, describing the abnormal production of white blood cells and the toll it took on the body. Emily listened, her eyes glazed over with fear and a desperate desire for understanding.

And the treatment? Emily asked, her mouth dry with anxiety. What are my options?

The doctor paused, her gaze shifting to a medical poster on the wall as if searching for the right words. There are several treatment options available for leukemia, she explained, her voice measured. Chemotherapy is often the first choice, followed by radiation and, in some cases, a stem cell transplant. We will need to refer you to an oncologist group specializing in treating this disease.

Where do you...want me to go? Emily asked hesitantly

I recommend Jackson Memorial in Miami. There is also the Clevland Clinic in Weston.

There is too much to process.

Emily's mind buzzed with information, her thoughts whirling as she tried to grasp the gravity of her situation. Chemotherapy, radiation, and stem cell transplant echoed like a broken record in her mind. Each option held its own risks and uncertainties, daunting her with the unknown.

In a fragile whisper, Emily asked the question that weighed heavily on her heart, her mouth agape in shock. How long do I have to live?

Dr. Jane's expression softened; her eyes filled with empathy. She shook her head gently. I'm sorry, Emily, but we can't determine that. Everyone responds differently to treatment, and focusing on the journey ahead is important. I will ensure you receive the best care possible.

Emily couldn't help but feel frustrated at the doctor's response. The uncertainty of her prognosis loomed over her like a dark cloud, casting a shadow of fear and despair. But she knew deep down that she had to find strength, to cling to hope even in the face of such uncertainty.

With a newfound determination, she nodded and gave a weak smile. Thank you, Dr. Jane. I appreciate your help. I'll do whatever it takes to fight this.

Dr. Jane reached out and placed a comforting hand on Emily's trembling shoulder. I'm glad to hear that, Emily. Staying positive and surrounding yourself with a strong support system is important. I'll ensure you're referred to the best oncologist group in the city.

Tears welled in Emily's eyes, threatening to spill over. She took a deep breath, fighting to regain her composure. Thank you, Dr. Jane. It won't be easy, but I won't let this defeat me. I have so much to live for.

The doctor nodded appreciatively, her voice gentle. You're strong, Emily. I believe in you. Remember, you're not alone on this journey. Reach out to your loved ones, lean on them for support.

Emily's mind raced as she began to contemplate what lay ahead. Overwhelmed with conflicting emotions, she couldn't help but feel a surge of determination mingled with fear. As the reality sank in, it sparked a fierce resilience within her.

I will put my all into this, Emily whispered, clenching her fists. I won't let leukemia define me. I'll keep pushing forward, even when the road gets tough.

Dr. Jane smiled, her eyes shining with admiration. That's the spirit, Emily. Remember, the road may be challenging, but you're not alone. Let us help you navigate through this journey and provide you with the best care possible.

With renewed resolve, Emily wiped away her tears and straightened her spine. She glanced out the window, a ray of sunlight breaking through the clouds, giving her a glimmer of hope.

I won't let this diagnosis consume me, she said, her voice filled with determination. I will find the strength within myself to overcome this. And with the support of my loved ones and the amazing medical team, I know I can conquer anything.

Dr. Jane's smile widened. I have no doubt that you'll face this challenge head-on, Emily. Remember, we're here for you every step of the way. We'll fight this battle together.

As Emily stood up, a newfound sense of purpose ignited within her. She thanked Dr. Jane, their exchange of words filling her with a sense of hope amidst the uncertainty that lay ahead. With a deep breath, she stepped out of the office, ready to confront the challenges that awaited her. The journey would be long and arduous, but Emily was determined to reclaim her life and rewrite her story.

Emily went home and locked the door. She turned off all the lights and went into her bedroom. She didn’t even feel like painting. She slipped from her clothes and slid under the sheets with the covers over her face. She cried till she was utterly spent and fell asleep.

Chapter 1

Emily

Victoria chuckled, her warm laughter echoing through the gallery. Oh, you know me too well, Emily, she said, her hazel eyes twinkling mischievously. You always have a way of finding the hidden gems and diving into the depths of art.

Emily's infectious enthusiasm radiated off her as she moved closer to the first painting, her fingertips grazing the smooth canvas. Her eyes widened with wonder as she absorbed the vibrant colors and intricate brushstrokes that danced across the surface. The air crackled with creative energy, filling the space between them.

This is incredible, Emily breathed, her voice filled with awe. The artist has captured a piece of their soul in each stroke. It's as if they're revealing their innermost secrets through their artwork.

Victoria nodded, her own eyes drawn to the masterpiece before them. Art has a way of transcending words and connecting us on a deeper level, she mused. It evokes emotions and sparks conversations beyond what we can express verbally.

As the afternoon stretched, Emily and Victoria. The prestigious gallery owner delved deeper into the gallery, exploring the different exhibits together. Their conversations flowed effortlessly, blending their shared passion for art with personal experiences and anecdotes. With each step they took, their anticipation and intrigue grew, as if their connection was mirrored in the artwork surrounding them. Victoria always liked Emily. She thought she was so hot. She wanted her badly, but Emily wouldn’t bite. But Victoria kept trying to get her to bed, maybe one day. She was hopeful that she would eventually give in to all her charms.

The gallery walls reverberated with whispers of unspoken stories, and the air hummed with unspoken desires. Emily and Victoria were drawn to the same pieces, their gazes interlocking in understanding and recognition.

I feel like I'm on a journey, Emily confessed softly, her voice laced with vulnerability. This gallery, these artworks, they're igniting something inside me. It's as if they're guiding me towards something... or someone.

Victoria's breath caught in her throat, a flutter of excitement stirring in her chest. Maybe art has led you to this moment, she murmured, her voice barely a whisper. Maybe it's brought us together for a reason. Victoria was always aroused by Emily and would never stop trying. But Victoria was not for her. Business was for business, pleasure for pleasure. That was Emily’s motto, and she stood by it.

The tension between them hung in the air, ripe with possibilities. Once a simple space showcasing artworks, the gallery had transformed into a catalyst for their budding romance. Victoria fantasized.

With the mingling scents of coffee and blossoms, the soft brush of their fingertips against the paintings, and the murmurs of conversations echoing in their ears, Victoria felt a connection was formed.

As the gallery's closing hours approached, they shared a lingering gaze, their unspoken words echoing louder than any artwork could ever convey

Victoria's eyes gleamed with curiosity as she leaned in, her voice filled with intrigue. Oh, you're in for a treat. The artist, James Bellows, has created a series that explores the depths of emotions. Each brushstroke is a heartbeat, pulsing with unspoken stories. Victoria stopped momentarily to see what Emily had brought in." Very nice. They will go with James’s painting.

Emily's emerald, green eyes widened, mirroring her growing fascination. That sounds incredible! I've always been drawn to art that speaks to the soul. I can't wait to immerse myself in his creations. Do you think he'll be here tomorrow night for the opening?

"Of course, he wouldn’t miss it for the world. There will be plenty of media people here as well. Photographers, critics, etc. So put on a happy face and smile to the cameras, and be sure to say good things about me and my gallery.

A soft tune drifting through the gallery speakers created a harmonious backdrop to their conversation. Victoria nodded; her voice gentle but filled with certainty. Yes, James will be here, she said again to emphasize the importance. He wants to witness the reactions his artwork evokes firsthand. There's something magical about engaging with the artist behind the creation, don't you think?" And I am sure he is anxious to meet you.

Emily nodded in agreement, her gaze drifting around the gallery, taking in the vibrant colors and evocative images adorning the walls. The place hummed with an undercurrent of anticipation, as though the atmosphere was a catalyst for unexpected connections. She loved seeing her paintings and sculptures surrounding the gallery.

The gallery seemed to come alive, whispering secrets and dreams, its every nook and cranny infused with the energy of art and emotion. Victoria hoped that the beauty and captivating charm of the gallery would weave its enchantment into the prospective buyers.

Emily was nervous but excited about opening her first dual exhibition at such a prestigious gallery. Everyone of importance will be here tomorrow night. She had been working tirelessly on her collection and couldn't wait for people to see it. Victoria was concerned about preparing everything for tomorrow's opening, but Emily reassured her that everything was in place.

As they chatted, Emily's mind wandered to her recent breakup with her girlfriend of five years, Janice Hartly. It had been a loving relationship, but when Emily got sick, Janice panicked and left without a second thought. It had been a painful realization for Emily, but she was determined to move on and focus on her art.

As she set up her pieces, Emily couldn't help but feel a wave of emotions. She was proud of her work but also nervous about how it would be received. She hoped that people would understand the message behind her art - the longing for love and the struggle of being a lesbian artist in a judgmental world. But despite all the emotions, Emily couldn't help but let out a little laugh as she remembered her parents' constant pressure for her to find a real job instead of pursuing art.

But she knew deep down that this was her passion, and she wouldn't let anyone stop her from living her dream. She finished setting up her pieces and took a step back, admiring her work with a sense of accomplishment. She knew her parents may not understand her career choice, but she was determined to prove them wrong and become a successful artist.

As she continued to prepare, Emily couldn't help but feel a little nervous about tomorrow's opening. But she also felt a sense of excitement and hope for the future. She was ready to share her art with the world and hopefully touch people's hearts with her message of love and acceptance.

CHAPTER 2

The unknown man and

Sarah

Sarah, a successful model, has recently lost her spouse and son in a tragic car accident, overwhelming her with grief and loneliness.  

A talented artist, Emily has endured the painful news that she has a terminal illness, leaving her feeling shattered and struggling to regain her sense of self. When a mysterious figure named Alex appears, these two women must face their deepest demons and discover the power of love to heal all wounds. Through their struggles, pain, and joy, Sarah and Emily will find solace in one another and realize that love knows no boundaries.

As Sarah walked towards the art gallery, a cool breeze brushed against her face, bringing the faint scent of lavender and the distant hum of city life. The vibrant fall foliage painted the streets, creating a picturesque backdrop for her thoughts.

Lost in her own world, Sarah's attention was suddenly drawn to a man standing by the gallery entrance. Tall and strikingly handsome, his dark hair, with intriguing hints of grey at his temples, had an air of sophistication. He wore a perfectly tailored custom suit that accentuated his broad shoulders, and his wrist was adorned with a gleaming gold Rolex watch. A sizable diamond pinky ring sparkled on his hand, the epitome of sophistication and luxury.

Their gazes locked, and Sarah felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her. She approached cautiously; her curiosity piqued. Could this man be real or just a figment of her imagination?

Excuse me, miss, he said, his voice like velvet, drawing her closer. You seem lost in thought.

Surprised but intrigued, Sarah replied, Yes, I suppose I am. How did you know?

A knowing smile played on his lips, and he extended a hand towards her. Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Alex.

Sarah hesitated for a moment before offering her own hand in return. Nice to meet you, Alex. I'm Sarah.

Alex's touch was warm and comforting, setting her at ease. They stood by the gallery entrance, exchanging pleasantries and engaging in conversation that flowed effortlessly between them.

You have an eye for art, Alex remarked, peering through the large display window, his gaze flickering toward the vibrant paintings adorning the walls.

Sarah glanced at the colorful masterpieces, her heart quickening. Yes, art has always fascinated me. It evokes emotions and tells stories without words.

Alex nodded; his eyes now fixed on her. And what story will this art convey to you, Sarah? What emotions will it awaken within you?

Sarah's brow furrowed, and a sense of unease crept over her. How did this man know so much about her? The air grew thick with anticipation, and she couldn't shake off the feeling that something mysterious was at