Break Her Bed Not Her Heart 소설 & 이야기

The woman who was with him quickly got dressed and ran out of her condo, even if I wanted to spank her and slap her, I couldn't because of the numbness of the whole system, I don't know what could be the reaction now I feel so hurt and drain. "B-babe let me explain please." he's begging to make me laugh, if he thinks she can take me there, he's wrong. "What else do you have to explain Kevyn? I already daw it with my own two eyes, so what else are you going to say? That you're just playing? That you're just talking? That's stupidity!" I said emphatically. "Please babe let's fix this." I shook my head. "What's broken can't be fixed again asshole! I trusted you enough but you choose to betray

The tightness in my chest was indescribable. Of all times, why did someone like him show up when my heart had been shattered? I couldn't give him any promises. The last nine years had worn down my ability to love someone. Would I step into another relationship just to be let down again? Promises were only meaningful when there was love. I couldn't give empty promises like Tyler. Fortunately, nothing had happened between Matthias and I yet. All we shared was that kiss on the night that I was drunk.

Her fingers trembled as she broke the seal. Inside was a single card. “How does it feel to sleep with the man who killed your mother?” Her heart stopped. And then it shattered.

Her heartbreaking into a million pieces. She broke him. She broke him again. I*******m- Buee_Dreams64

I am going to love you like there's no tomorrow, For who knows your love kills me tonight by making my heart beat out of its own hollow. ............................................... She woke up to find herself lying naked in your Majesty's bed. It was still dark outside and she had lost track of time. Her scared eyes looked down and the very instant she pulled up the quilt to her waist. Her heart beating at a crazy pace. What has she done? How could she? Tears stung her eyes instantly, she just repeated her mother's mistake.

The pain her heart and soul was feeling. Some things break but don't make a sound. Like her soul shattered into pieces but no one heard it. ______________________________________ Next will be updated soon. Do like and give feedback. Spread the purple heart. 

Ruin her for anyone else. “My body will heal.” She meets my eyes. “Unless you’re planning on breaking me again.” I smile, too. I can’t help it. “When I break you, it won’t be your leg. Or your ribs. Or your vocal cords. It’s your mind I’m after, Violet. Your mind and your soul, because of that black heart that beats behind your ribcage? That already belongs to me.” I thump my chest. She starts and rises, newly barefoot. Still graceful, even afraid.

She sits on the bed looking at the picture of Grant and her, strokes his face with her thumb as tears start to fall down her face. She always thought of herself as a strong person. Maybe not physically but she always thought she was mentally strong. But she feels that is a lie now having found that she isn’t who she thought she was. Her mind broke and that is the thing she is finding hard to accept right now.

Samantha accompanied me to the hospital. "I'll wait for you outside. Call me if you need anything," she said. I nodded and walked into Sophia's room. Sophia lay weakly in bed, bandages wrapped around her chest. Doctors had told us she'd narrowly survived. The knife had missed her heart by mere centimeters. "Sophia, thank you for saving me, but I can't be with you just because of what happened." She gave me a bitter smile. "Lucas, you're still as blunt as ever. You never leave any room for hope, do you?"

I buried my face in my hands, wishing the ground would swallow me whole. Thank God I didn’t have Roman’s contact information. All I could do now was hope he’d pretend last night never happened. I dragged myself out of bed and headed to the bathroom. Staring at my reflection in the mirror, I couldn’t help but wince. My eyes were red and puffy, my complexion pale. It was a picture-perfect image of a heartbroken mess. I patted my cheeks gently as if I could slap some sense into myself. "Come on, Chloe, pull it together," I muttered.