Novel & Cerita Aku Lelah Dengan Semua Ini

Stay home and rest. I shook my head. ‘No, it’s not that. I don’t feel ill, just tired. I think it’s because you… you want me every night. I’m worn out. I’m not like you, you know. I can’t just keep going and never get tired.’ ‘But I’m the one doing all the work. How does that tire you out?’

He was too tired to deal with a nagging Keelan. “Keel, I've been too busy to contact you or speak to you about it. My schedule has been even tighter than ever. I apologise,” he mumbled as he felt his eyes drooping. His head was pounding mercilessly. “What? Did I say anything?” he asked, the sarcasm lacing his words as he tried to act nonchalant. “Kee—” “Besides, I know how tired you must be with your constant trips and all. Plus let's not forget your Mafia duties. I'm gonna be the bigger person and let this go–”

The greatest pain comes from my soul, which dissolves in tears. I feel like shit about everything that's been going on and everything I've heard. So does that mean I'm easily replaceable? There are so many girls that look like me out there… this is hurting me so much. I hate loving them so much. Shit, I hate myself for loving them all. I don't feel the strength to get up from the floor and as soon as I lay my body on the cold floor, I'm exhausted from crying so much.

“What? You brought it up.” God! I so don’t want to have anything to do with him. But I also know that if he doesn’t get his way right now, he won’t make it easy for me to leave. Besides, I’m too tired to fight him anymore. After everything that has happened since this morning—the conference, the storm, the blackout, and the so-called investigation—I just want to throw myself on the bed and sleep until Judgment Day. I let out a long, suffering sigh. “Fine. Let’s get this over with.”

"I'm tired." She stared blankly at him but inside her heart was in broken pieces. How badly had he been hurting all these while, while she played heroine in Julien's film. "I'm tired of everything. I'm tired of trying to correct my past mistakes, I'm tired of trying to change, I'm tired of trying to be good enough, I'm tired of seeing you wait for me so patiently because you trust me so much, I'm tired of myself, I'm tired of my life, I'm..."

It was too much. I was tired of this cycle—trust Kade, get my heart broken. Rinse and repeat. Tired and done.

"I'm tired, Chloe. I am so god damn tired." I blinked. That's not what I'd expected him to say. "Do you want to go take a nap? We can meet later if you'd like." Alexander shook his head. "No, not tired like that. I'm tired of being King." "But you're a great King,” I say automatically, and it’s the truth. Alexander had led our people into a level of security we'd never known before. "But it's taking too much out of me, Chloe. I'm tired. I don't want to do this for the rest of my life. I can’t do this for the rest of my life, it’ll kill me."

The one that meant he was done listening to me pretend I was fine. “Keanu—” “Don’t. Don’t say you’re fine. Don’t say you’re tired. Don’t say any of the things you’ve been saying for days while getting progressively worse. You just collapsed, Leah. We’re going to the healers.” I didn’t have the energy to argue. Which probably proved his point.

Melissa added in frustration while I rolled my eyes and sighed. “Melissa, I am…” I started, pausing to take a breath and placing my hands on my waist. “I’m exhausted. With you hating him, with him controlling me, with Eric coming back to my life. It’s just all too much.” I admitted, placing a hand on my forehead in anxiety.

she presses, “what is this? Where does this leave you?” I exhale slowly. “Girl, I’m exhausted. I’m tired of this broken-ass record. The back and forth. He says he can’t leave me alone, and I hate that I don’t want him to. No offense to Talia or whatever, but she’s playing a crazy ass game too, and I don’t want to be wrapped up in it.” I pause. “But I already am.” She sighs. “Is there a way you can push this shit to end faster?”