only to be torn apart in the worst of ways

Ahhh, shit man. The Alec/Ellie feels are starting to get to me.

Ellie’s clearly demisexual and can’t enjoy sex unless she’s in love. And the way she said ‘Say you love me’ in that awkward sex scene just shows how desperate she is for emotional and physical closeness with someone. I mean, for the last 12 years she’s had a man at her side, someone she loved and thought she’d be with for the rest of her life. And now he’s gone - he’s betrayed her in the worst possible way, torn her life apart and left her feeling confused, guilty and above all lonely.

And in this shitstorm, the only character who has consistently been there for her is Hardy. No matter what she says to him, no matter how much she pushes him away, he is there for her, offering whatever support he can. Sure, a lot of the time it’s awkward - he’s obviously not that comfortable dealing with emotions - but he tries anyway, simply because he cares about her. He tries to take the blame for her assault on Joe. He becomes incensed when the barrister “casts aspersions” on her. He checks up on her, takes her to lunch, listens to her when she rants, forgives her when she makes mistakes and doesn’t at all seem to mind when she swears at him and calls him a fuckwit. She’s the only person he trusts to help him with the Sandbrook case. He just loves this woman. She’s his best friend.

Joe Miller left a huge hole in Ellie’s life, and Hardy, with his gruff, awkward yet unwavering devotion, seems to be the only man who can fill it.

Happiness? I Do: Chapter 8

TITLE: Happiness? I Do.


AUTHOR: winterheart17


GENRE: Romance, Drama, Erotica

FIC SUMMARY: Everyone knows the making of a happy ending.  It starts with ‘hello’ and it ends with ‘I do’.  Or does it? What happens in between?  What happens after?  When Tom and Wednesday said ‘I do’, they believed it was their happy ending.  But 3 years down the road, everything has fallen apart.  That’s when they learn that ‘I do’ encompasses a lot of things, that marriage is hard work and just because two people love each other, it doesn’t necessarily mean they can make it till the end.  Now both of them have to ask themselves if it is worth it to hold on or is it time to let go?

Rating: M

Author’s Note: Wends and Tom take the next step forth and Daniel begins upping the competition with his presence ;) It would mean a lot to hear what you thought about this chapter.  Thank you for reading!

Prologue   Chapter 1   Chapter 2   Chapter 3   Chapter 4   Chapter 5   

Chapter 6   Chapter 7   


[22nd of April 2011]

Wait a second…wait…are we…?

‘Tom…’ I hissed, tugging my hand away from his grasp as he started to lead me through the gaping hole where the front door should have been. 

I don’t…I don’t know if I want to go in.

Stalling in his tracks, he turned around to look at me, a smile gracing his face as I frowned.

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Days after my little gentleman was born, I sat in the bathroom sobbing as I examined my battered and bruised body.

My stretched-out tummy flopped onto my legs when I sat down, and I felt as if my belly-button would brush the floor every time I bent over. My whole body ached. My mind hurt and was torn apart by self-loathing and sadness. It was truly an ugly time! Worst of all, I was more lonely than I had ever thought possible, and I saw no end in sight.

My heart aches for all new mommies, because I know we all feel this same way at one time or another.

I also know that new moms aren’t the only ones to have such dark times in their life.

I hope you know that you are not alone. There are millions of us, all struggling to love ourselves and to be the best we can be. Heck, some days we are just struggling to live through the day!

There IS hope and there are people you can turn to. I myself was too prideful to find a friend to help, BUT I did find a light in the darkness… In a place I never thought I would find comfort:

I found hope through exercise.

This particular set of photos represent what a difference exercise can make in one’s life. I didn’t alter much- I ate whatever/whenever I wanted, BUT I worked hard to exercise six times a week for at least 20 minutes. That made a significant difference in my life, obviously physically, AS WELL AS emotionally.

Many days were not perfect. Several WEEKS were far from it! But all in all, I stuck with things, and I am extremely proud of that.

In April of 2015, I decided to take the next step and tackle nutrition. It’s been almost two months, and I truly wish I would have started earlier!

These eleven months have brought on many great changes, but I truly cannot wait to see my progress a year from now.

I have found healing through health, and I am a firm believer in the magic that this lifestyle can bring.