Betrayed Myself Novels & Stories

The words felt like acid on my tongue, bitter and painful, as if the very act of speaking them made my heart ache even more. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down, but the hurt and betrayal poured out of me like a flood, overwhelming me with its intensity. "I trusted Aston," I said, my voice cracking with emotion. "I thought he was different, that he was the one person I could count on." My words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of my shattered expectations.

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

Jeremiah and Suzan’s late father. ‘’Your father was my very good friend, and the both of us trusted each other. But he betrayed me. He informed me. Suzan was then very shocked, hearing that her father betrayed him. She was aware that both her father and Mr.Jeremiah were great friends. Even before the painful murder of her late father and mother, she knew how they were very close with Mr.Jeremiah. Truly, she was provoked after hearing such words of information. But then, she refused to let it be known to him that she already knew about the details of those who murdered her parents.

Violette looked shaken, but she nodded slowly, eyes fixed on the crash as she whispered, "Selena… I think that was Kane. I think he drove into her on purpose." Sure enough, thick smoke was rising from the wrecked cars—and Kane was crawling out of one of them. On the way to the hospital, Kane kept asking to see me. "Selena… I am so sorry. I was wrong. I failed you. I failed our child. It was all my fault. I was blind. If I wake up tomorrow, can we try again? Please?" I looked at him, smiled coldly, and gently pulled my hand away. "No. We're done. You'll never get another chance. Now, it's your turn to feel everything I went through."

I didn’t need a punishment or a lecture or a list of reasons to feel like shit—I knew. She trusted me with the one thing she loved more than anything in this world, the only person who kept her grounded when everything else had already been taken away from her, and I handed him off like a fucking package to someone I didn’t even know. I betrayed her. Worse than that—I didn’t even realize I was doing it until it was too late. And now that the fog was gone, now that I wasn’t under her voice, her suggestions, her subtle manipulation, her carefully phrased guilt trips and half-truths—I could see it all. Clear as daylight. And it made me sick.

She would understand why I had done what I did. I had been a fool. Kamrynn had been my best friend. My confidante. The one person I trusted with everything. And I had betrayed her in the worst possible way. I had destroyed her. I had ruined her. And now, she had returned the favor. I let out a shuddering breath, my legs giving out beneath me as I sank to the floor. My hands trembled as I pressed them against my face, but nothing could block out the truth screaming in my head.

I agreed and arranged to meet with them. This time, I livestreamed the entire encounter. The weapon they had once used to attack me was now easily turned against them. Ryan and the others all burst into tears in front of me, claiming they had been manipulated and deceived by Paul into making this terrible mistake. They hoped I would forgive them and drop the charges as soon as possible. I ignored them. Under their stunned gazes, I had the officer bring Paul out and play back what they had just said for him to hear.

I won't go down for what I didn't orchestrate. I lifted my chin, staring into the camera with all the sincerity I could fake. “I know you guys might not believe me, but I was betrayed,” I said. “He was someone close to me; he told me he had a deal for me, and I fell for it. He didn't disclose everything, but then it dawned on me that I was the bait.”

I held the diagnosis and stood on the balcony for a long time. The evening wind rustled the paper in my hand. In the end, I picked up a lighter and set it on fire. The flame rose and consumed every word on the paper. It also burned away the heavy, suffocating past. Be it love, hatred, obsession or betrayal, it was all over. With Wanda gone, and with the diagnosis reduced to ashes, everything had finally faded away. What I needed to do wasn't dwell on the past.

I was under anesthesia again for the third time in a very short time frame. Gabriel was at my side when I woke up, holding my hand and resting his head against the stretcher’s rail. The grief on his face did nothing to alleviate what I was feeling. Completely lost. I thought having cancer was the worst thing that could ever possibly happen to me, but I was wrong. So wrong! My heart was broken and I felt like a complete failure of a human. I felt completely betrayed by my own body and I hated myself. Tears of rage rolled down my cheek which the nurse took for grief. Sure I was grieving the loss of the baby I had created a future for, but I was so angry with myself. I didn’t understand what I