Bent But Not Broken นิยาย & เรื่องราว

What about you? "Just as unlucky as yours." I smiled at her. I didn't realise it until today... The world is too ironic. It takes sadness to know what happiness feels like. I realised that I wasn't the only one who'd had their world go upside down. There were others like her who stayed strong rather than trying to end their lives. There was one thing true about what my Dad told me once, "Life is like a piano. The white keys show happiness and the black keys show sadness, but as you venture on in life, remember that the black keys also make music."

Not broken. But whole. Forever.

Just then, Brian came in with the others and we all consoled her, soon she stopped crying. "Baby I got something for you, "Brian said revealing a charm bracelet with over five charms on them. One I noticed signifies Ava and Alexis, another one was a doll with "Type 1 diabetics insulin dependent " written in a tiny font on it. And three other charms. "Do you like it? " "Yes daddy, I love it. " "Daddy got me one too, "Alexis said showing her own to her sister, it had the same charms but no inscription written on it.

“I’m not going to hurt you.” “I don’t know that. You say you aren’t going to hurt me, but the way you act sometimes hurts me. One day you treat me like you want me. Then the next you’re telling people I don’t mean anything to you. That we are only friends. I can’t take that. Not from you. I’m already broken, Dmitry. But you the power to shatter me.” His eyebrows wrinkled together. “Dani. For days now, I have been trying to tell you how I feel.”

That old and tended and cared-for is not the same as broken. That you can begin again and call it home.

I admit, and saying it out loud makes tears start falling even though I thought I was done crying for the day. "Broken isn't the same as defeated. You're still here, still fighting, still protecting our family. That's not broken—that's resilient." His words are exactly what I need to hear, and I let them sink in, let myself believe that maybe I am resilient, maybe I am strong enough to get through this and come out the other side changed but not destroyed.

Someone who wasn’t broken. And that someone… should be me.

"Red, that is funny. Your optimism is cute, but so misplaced. Some things get too broken for repair. You have no idea what it's like to have seen what we've seen. To have endured. And, for some, live with the physical results daily." "You might have suffered a fall and cracked like Humpty Dumpty, but you can glue some parts back together and go on." "Did you just compare me to an egg?" "She did," Ben snickered. "It might not have been my best analogy, but the meaning is unchanged. You're broken, but that doesn't mean you can't pull the undamaged parts of yourself together and live a full life."

He took a deep breath and continued. "I can't take the weight of your love, I just can't. I'm getting lost on you, I feel like you'll be safe in the hands of another. I'm beyond damaged, I'm broken to the core. There are times I've felt maybe I'm not broken, just bent, but now, now I know I'm broken. Despite knowing broken things still work, I also know there's an expiry date. Broken things work till they don't."