Abandonment Issue Quotes Novels & Stories

I asked "then I'm sorry an you have no right to tell me what to do" "I'm sorry Lilly, I know I have wronged you in different ways but please I want you to terminate the contract. You're still young and single to be facing all these things which I know I'm to blame but you know nothing about the outside world. At Least get married to someone you love before getting pregnant" "Hahaha" I laughed "can you just listen to yourself" I said "just look at who is talking someone who abandoned me without turning back to look at me, so tell me since when did you start caring about me that you're telling what to do or not"

“You know, understanding something doesn’t make it true.” I frowned. “What does that mean?” “It means being afraid of abandonment doesn’t mean everyone is abandoning you.”

But she shook her head slightly to pull back the tears that were about to fall. She remembers what her mother said about something and Lady Yoanc supports that statement. [“If someone tells you to abandon your family, then that person is not good for you. If he says that it's out of love for you, that's just the biggest bullshit someone could spew. How can he love you if he can't accept your family?”]

As if all my words were meaningless noise. "Your mother is the perfect example." My fists clenched at my sides. “Just look at her life. Abandoned first by her husband, then by her son. And in the end? She died a meaningless, painful death. She died the way she had come to this world: alone. Her entire life was like a bad joke, wasted and thrown away on men who never valued her.” I let out a low, cruel laugh. "That is your inheritance, Abigail. That is what is waiting for you.”

“He isn't different, Octavia. He's better at hiding his colors. A better actor. They're all the same. They'll eat you up and leave you to the vultures. Don't cry over him.” “You don't understand, Mom. He wasn't like Dad. He would never abandon me. We have to get him out of there. Can't you call a favor from him again? I can't…” She paused, choking on her sobs. “Honey, you just have to let him go. He will indeed abandon you if you got into an issue. You should never give that much of your trust or your heart to a man. They're going to turn you into a mess.”

"Sweetheart, if Miriam and I were drowning, who would you save?" I heard him chuckle, and his response shattered the last piece of me. "Miriam will be abandoned, and you'll be saved. I love you, Nora, and I'm happier being with you than with her." My grip tightened around the paperboard until it collapsed, the hot coffee spilling over my hand. It burned, but the fire in my chest burned hotter. The only thing I feel right now is the sting of betrayal.

“Are you done?“ Kayden furrowed his brow. “What?“ “I asked if you were done venting because if you were—then, it's my turn“ I say. “I know you're hurting but I never abandoned you. Neither did I turn my back on anyone. I was always within reach yet mother no one reached out to me. Not you and especially not ever our own mother“

Not quite a smile but something in that direction. "Good," she said. She put her pen down and looked at Krista directly. "I want to be clear about what we have and what we are working with. This contract has three significant breach points that I believe are actionable." She touched the document. "The first is physical abandonment. Page twelve, clause seven. Either party abandoning the other during a documented medical emergency constitutes material breach. Leaving you bleeding on the street after a vehicle strike qualifies." Krista nodded slowly.

“Was I the one who abandoned our home? It was you!” “Yes. I abandoned it.” Compared with Evan’s evasion, Stella admitted it openly. That light, casual “I abandoned it” was a direct admission that she had given up on this relationship. Stella said, “I abandoned it. I don’t want it anymore.” Evan said nothing. She did not want it anymore. Hearing Stella give up so firmly and so coldly, Evan felt the blood in his entire body turn cold. What a simple sentence. I don’t want it anymore.

"How could they just quit? Just give up? Just abandon us?" "They were tired," I said. Defending people who gave up. Honoring their choice. Being honest about their pain. "They were broken. They couldn't keep fighting. Couldn't keep choosing. That's not betrayal. That's just being human. Being limited. Being exhausted beyond capacity to continue. We don't judge them. We don't condemn them. We just love them. And let them go." "But what if more people give up?" Maya asked. Practical concern. Real concern. Valid concern. "What if everyone decides it's too hard? Decides to stop fighting? What if we all give up?"