Bent Not Broken Novels & Stories

Standing at the breaking point. Letting the fracture speak.

I would not be broken. Not by them. Not by anyone.

"I turn all strength into dust." But this time, as the pain surged— I didn’t break. I didn’t bend. I pushed back.

Its light slid over her collar, turning iron to silver for a heartbeat. She breathed out, slow and sure. *Bend, do not break.* ---

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

Neither does Roman. We stay connected. In this fragile moment. ###########

I can get my freedom once I make sure that everyone will be safe. I still did not understand why this happened to me only? What ever is happening with me is it because I loved Aashish ji? Is the love I have for him doing everything? Is the love that has broken me? Am I Broken by love?

Until he engulfed me into the biggest, longest, best hug. It was almost like he fixed all my broken pieces.

“It’s nothing.” “It’s not nothing.” Haru looked up. The station noise faded into the background. “I’m fine,” Haru said. “You were there.” Tae Min swallowed. “You can’t always depend on me.” “Why not?” Because what if I’m not strong enough? He didn’t say it. Instead, he reached out. And without thinking too much— He took Haru’s hand. Just lightly. Not interlocked. Not tight. Just enough. Haru’s breath caught.