After Betrayal I Chose Myself Novels & Stories

“Because you would have never let him go if you knew. He wanted you to let him go and move on with someone who wouldn’t put you in danger on a daily basis. When you did, and got pregnant, is when it hit him. You married another man because he was a coward, and you gave someone else a child. I did what my friend asked of me. I was stuck between seeing you be hurt, or honoring my friend to help you let him go.” “I don’t want to deal with this,” I reply stretching out, putting the towels under my neck and closing my eyes. I grab Anton’s sunglasses and put them on to help block the sun from my eyes.

“You plan to betray the one man you’ve been trying to please and gain acceptance from your entire life?” My chin trembled. I lowered my face. “He’s not much of a father, though, is he?” I mumbled, ashamed that I’d been so determined to seek his favor in the first place. Glancing up, I admitted, “It’s long past time for me to give up on that dream. So yes, I’m going to betray him.” Because I was the Bastard Betrayer. Apparently, that’s what I did. Nicolette lifted her chin to let me know she was listening, not necessarily believing, but at least listening to my explanation. And considering it.

Back at the house, I sat on the porch while the stars slowly appeared overhead. The night was quiet except for the distant sounds of wind moving through the trees. For a long time I had believed my life would be defined by one moment of betrayal. Instead, it had been defined by every choice that came after it. Choice to leave. Choice to build. Choice to love without losing myself. Choice to step away when the empire was strong enough to stand alone. Those choices had shaped the years that followed. Pierce joined me with a blanket and draped it gently over my shoulders.

"How do I trust anyone again?" He looked at me. "You start with me." I looked at him. "Adrian—" "I would never betray you, Scarlett. Never." I pulled him into an embrace. We held each other. The betrayal was uncovered. The traitor was caught. But the damage was done. I was changed. Changed by the betrayal. Changed by the loss. Changed by the pain. But I was still here. Still fighting. Still surviving. Because that was my purpose. That was my destiny.

And, “Oh God, what have I done? I’ve betrayed Isabella, my own sister, the person who’s always been there for me, she care for me, she loved me unconditionally and how do I repay her? By betraying her trust, by siding with the person who’s been trying to destroy her. Brandon, the man I love, the man whose child I’m carrying right now, and what he did for me, kick me out of his house just because I said truth, he is cruel, heartless. Its unbearable, the pain, the shame, the regret. Why did I betray my sister? I was so blind, so caught up in my own feelings, I didn’t see the truth; I didn’t see the kind of person Brandon really is.” **** Vincent’s Pov “What have I done? I’ve hut her again and

A Thalissia who is no longer afraid. I turn around and shift back into my human form. My walk, though slow due to my wounds, is confident and determined. When I finally reach the edge of the forest, my eyes inadvertently fall on my stinging left arm. The freckled woman didn’t just wound me, she carved a clear message into my skin, which will become a scar I can never remove and a lifetime reminder my heart has always known from the very beginning - CHOSEN TO BE BETRAYED. My jaw clenches and my mind and heart scream with rage - You're next to die, King Orvyn!

That was definitely not what I thought he was going to ask me about. “Uh. Well.” I begin, trying to collect my thoughts. “Honestly I kind of always had an animosity at the idea of having someone out there I was supposed to be with.” I confess. “Ever since I was a little kid, it bugged me that I didn’t have a choice in who I was supposed to love. I grew up with the mentality that it was a curse, not a blessing like most people view it.” I shrug a little. “Then I met Everly. She was smart and collected, beautiful and funny. Even though there was a large part of me that was against it internally from the beginning, I actively chose to love Everly. I decided she was who I wanted to be with. Unti

“I wouldn't tell you what to do but if you're smart you would chose my protection. Your husband is evil and has hurt a lot of people. The only reason why I'm still keeping you alive is because of those little acts of kidness you showed me back then while we were still together. I couldn't just kill you even though I hate your husband without telling you everything first. So I would imploy you to take all of this into consideration and make the right decision.” I wanted to say something but I swallowed. My chest was beating fast. I couldn't afford to betray Stefano even though I loved my life. Stefano has put his life on the line for me so many times and he never complained instead he didn it

He stared at the ground. “You chose fear over loyalty. You chose another woman over your vows. You chose silence over truth.” A tear rolled down his face. “And now,” she said quietly, “I choose myself.” She stood up. He looked up helplessly. “Is there nothing I can do?” “Yes,” she said. “Learn.” He frowned. “Learn what?” “That women are not backup plans.” She stepped back. “That sickness does not make us disposable.” His chest tightened. “That fear does not excuse betrayal.”

But in the face of my fury, the mastermind reveled in their triumph, reveling in the chaos they had orchestrated. In that moment, I made a choice. I refused to let the darkness consume me, to let the betrayal define my future. I would rise above the pain, find strength in my vulnerability, and seek the truth that would set me free. With renewed determination, I embarked on a journey of self-discovery, unraveling the complexities of love, betrayal, and redemption. The path ahead was treacherous and uncertain, but I refused to let fear guide my steps. I knew that in order to find solace and healing, I had to face the truth head-on.