Betrayed By Everyone, Loved By Four. の小説・ストーリー

Ivan took my hand, looking at me with unwavering sincerity. "Before God and everyone present, I hereby swear. "Through life and death, glory or ruin, my loyalty, my love, my everything, belong only to you." He unfastened his cufflinks, exposed his wrist, and made a small cut on his palm with a dagger. I did the same. Blood welled up, and he clasped my hand. Our fingers entwined while our blood mingled. "From this moment on, you are my wife. You are my family."

“I missed her because I loved her.” Grace scoffed quietly. Richard ignored her. “I just didn't know it was love.”His voice became quieter. “I thought what I felt for Freya was love. I thought Kendra was just someone who would always be there waiting for me.” He closed his eyes. “She loved me like no one ever did.” The room became silent. “No matter how terrible I treated her, she didn't give up on me. She kept trying. She kept believing in me.” A tear slipped down Richard's cheek. “And I still betrayed her.”

Hope faded from his eyes. “I still love you,” he whispered. She looked at him calmly. “I believe you.” His chest lifted. “But love is not enough.” It dropped again. “You loved me while you were betraying me,” she said. “That kind of love is not safe.” He had no answer. “I don’t hate you,” she added softly. That hurt more. “I don’t pray for your downfall. I don’t wish you pain. I just don’t belong to you anymore.” He stared at the ground.

nodded like sheep. I stared at Melvin's frozen expression, heart sinking. Still, I had to say it. "Melvin, fourth time I've saved your butt out here. "Remember Raventon? You tried some dumb shortcut, slipped off a slope. I dragged you back from a mudslide, patched you up, sat with you till help came. You cried, held my hand like I was your hero. Swore you'd never turn on me. "I know I'm nothing to you now... but please—after everything—just let me live."

“Greg helped me during one of the toughest periods of my life. When I was lost, betrayed, humiliated… he extended his hand and gave me something I hadn’t had in a long time—dignity. A chance to fight for myself again. That’s not something you forget.” Her voice was calm, even but her heart was racing. “I want to spend the rest of my life repaying that favor,” she said. “Not out of obligation, but because... when someone brings you back to life, when they believe in you when everyone else turns away... how could you not fall in love with them?” Greg was frozen. His fingers still gripped his wine glass, but he hadn’t taken a sip. His jaw was tense, eyes flickering with something Jane couldn’t

I spoke eloquently, exuding confidence and grace, just like the carefree person I had been years ago. After the event, Angie dragged me to the celebration party. Between clinking glasses and cheerful laughter, my phone vibrated. It was a news notification. 'Steven jumped to his death.' I froze. The wine glass in my hand almost slipped. The lively chatter around me seemed to fade away, leaving only that single line of text in my mind. "Do you still love him?" Angie’s voice was soft, but it cut through me like a knife. After a long pause, I murmured, "I once did. Now, I only feel regret."

It was 8:00 pm, and Jeanne rested on a chair reading a novel, she loves reading fantasy romantic novels, and she made sure she read a chapter every day except occasionally when her hands got filled. "I left my world, my family, my kind to be with the love of my life, I thought all I needed was love, I never knew love is not enough. Betrayal is real in the journey of love. I love dan, I gave him my heart, but he betrayed me, he chose his kind over me, he believed in their words over me.

He wasn’t asking for my past, but my loyalty. I didn’t hesitate. “No,” I replied, my voice steady, though the words cut deep. “I loved him once. But he betrayed me. He killed me. I don’t love him anymore. What I loved died when he threw me away for Vanessa. He betrayed not just me, but everything we built together.” A hush fell over the group, and I could feel the weight of their eyes on me, waiting for more, for weakness, for anything that might give them reason to doubt.

She question him Because I will make her think he is into Anna and I will distance her from him and only I know that he cannot be without her. He will go crazy.” He laugh out as he says the last word as he knows the prophecy "nothing can weaken Gordon but true love"

It's building something so beautiful, so real, so completely yours that their betrayal becomes just a footnote in a much bigger story. But most of all, I'd tell her this: You were never the villain they tried to paint you as. You were never too much or not enough or any of the things they said when they were trying to justify what they did. You were just a woman who loved fully and trusted completely, and there's no shame in that. The shame is theirs to carry.