Enchanting Shimmer

A Noah and Gwen Story

Chapter One: Hurtful Goodbyes and Loving Acquaintances

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"Ethan! I love you so much," said Gwen, sobbing helplessly. "Please don't leave me. I love you...I love you," repeated Gwen.

Ethan had so much hurt in his eyes that you could tell he truely cared about her.

"Gwen, I love you. I always will. But I don't think we are right together, honey."

"Ethan. How could we not be right for eachother? We have been in love with eachother since before I can remember," said Gwen, continueing to sob.

"I'm sorry."

"I understand whats going on. Ever since Theresa began dating Fox, you have been determined to win her back. 'You never know what you had until you lose it', they always say. I understand, Ethan. I'm not good enough for you!" Gwen screamed and took off running. Her heels clicked as she ran and the snow was coming down heavily. The ground was covered and it was beautiful.

"How could you do this to me Ethan? I loved you with all of my heart. We grew up together." She ran all the way to the park and sat down on a bench. She sat and thought back about all of the times she had shared with Ethan. She had loved him so much and her heart was truly broken. Gwen thought about her baby Sarah and the pain she had experienced when losing her. Then it dawned on her: She was all alone. There was no one who would be there for her. She sat there for about 30 minutes with tears flowing down her face.

"Are you okay, miss?" asked a voice that inturrupted Gwen's thoughts. She looked up to see a very handsome looking man with golden brown hair and hazel eyes. He looked very concerned as he placed his hand on her shoulder.

"No, I'm not okay. It doesn't really matter does it? Nobody cares......" She trailed away and then finally asked, "Who are you?"

"Noah. Noah Bennett. Who are you?"

"Gwen."

"Nice to meet you Gwen," said Noah as he extended his hand.

Tears had finally stopped flowing and she took his hand in hers and stared.

He sat down next to her on the wooden bench and asked, "Do you want to talk about it?"

"No...no. I'd rather not."

He grabbed her hand in his and held it. "Hey. Everything's going to be okay," he said, soothingly, "Would you like to come back to my dad's house? He's fixing some dinner. I'm sure he wouldn't mind if you joined us."

"Oh, I don't know."

"Please? I would really like for you to. There's not need for you to be alone on Christmas."

"Ok, sure. I would love to, I am a little hungry. But only if it's okay with you."

They rose up off the bench and they walked side by side to their destination.