Betrayed Once, Never Again 소설 & 이야기

My friends warned me to keep an eye on him, but I would just laugh foolishly, remembering his goodnight kiss on my forehead every night, no matter how late he came back. "No, I trust him," I said. But he eventually betrayed my trust. Such complete trust might only come once in a lifetime. Once betrayed, it would be gone forever.

Perhaps I should have forgiven her. I placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, understanding the pain he was feeling. "None of that is your fault. You did nothing wrong." "You think I would have been devastated when she died, but I felt nothing. That's what it's like when you find your mate and they betray you. All of your feelings vanish, and you're left with a black hole in your chest." His feelings resonated with mine; Dion had betrayed me as well. But I still couldn't hate him. It was a complicated mix of emotions that I struggled to untangle.

Betrayal, a bitter taste on my tongue, seeped into my consciousness, threatening to shatter the fragile trust I had built. It all started when I received an anonymous message, a cryptic warning that sent chills down my spine. "Beware of those closest to you, for their loyalties may be tainted," the message read. Uncertainty gripped me as I tried to decipher the meaning behind those words. Who could I trust? Who had turned their back on me?

I had tried several times and never anything happened. "Sanchi, I need you to calm down." His hand grasped mine but I kicked it. It wasn't some joke. He had no idea how I felt. How I bath in guilt and regret every night. How everything around me tormented me. How I hide the real me by my armor. Every morning I betrayed myself believing I wouldn't feel any regret. I betrayed myself believing my life was perfect. I wanted to live in this betray even if it killed me. "Bear calm down. I'm here." He touched my hand softly and squeezed it. "I'll go with you. I'm with you."

She spent the whole night drinking with her heartbroken childhood friend. She left me alone in that cold ward to endure the agony of fractured bones. Back then, I still held onto a sliver of hope. I thought she was only confused for a moment. Now, I finally understood that it wasn't a coincidence. It was a deeply rooted pattern. In her world, Chris would always come first. Every little thing about him mattered more than my life. I was always the one who could be sacrificed and overlooked. From now on, I would stop compromising.

But I clenched my fists into the sheets. I couldn’t fall into this trap again. Not so easily. Not ever. My dream of escaping my horrible fate through my mate was shattered by Cassius and the whole of the Silverfang Pack. There was no such thing as escaping. Escape was an unreal word. Bond, caged, betrayal, beaten… those were real. They were the realest words I had known all my life. “I don’t trust you,” I whispered, the words slipping out before I could stop them.

My body aches, the bond with my mate slowly breaking, every second an aching reminder in the form of physical pain like the universe itself holds me responsible for my husband’s betrayal. I try to hold myself back from crying. I try to tell myself that I am stronger than this. That I am a Luna. But when reality comes crashing down on me, it crushes my spirit as well. Squeezes my heart to the point of bleeding, leaving me breathless.

"Knowing you and your reputation and having witnessed your deceit firsthand, I believe I have enough reason to doubt all that you've said here." "Hey... Sweetie, believe me or not, I care not. Nathan's the snake here, and he's making you think the exact thing he wants you to think." Mila snapped, her eyes penetrating me with a stern gaze. I stared back at her as sternly as I could. "Nathan is playing your cards under the table, Ethan; it's left for you to believe whatever the heck you want to believe." She said.

༒ ℜ𝔞𝔣𝔣𝔞𝔢𝔩𝔢༒ The mistake people made about betrayal was assuming it announced itself. It didn't. Betrayal was quiet. Patient. It sat beside you at meetings, shook your hand, shared drinks with you, then sold pieces of your life when you weren't looking. The truly dangerous traitors weren't the greedy ones. They were the convinced ones. The ones who believed they were doing the right thing.

"I can't save you from what Jared did to you. I can't take away the pain of being betrayed." "I know." "But I can promise you something." "What?" "I can promise that I will never lie to you again. I will never choose someone else over you. I will never make you doubt your worth." "Christian—" "And I can promise that I will wait for you. However long it takes for you to trust again." "What if I never trust again?" "Then I'll wait forever." "Why?" "Because you're worth waiting for." I wanted to believe him. But I was so tired of believing people.