Novel & Cerita Bitter Love

"I'm Mariana and I don't really know why I'm here. With the number of times I've been cheated on, I don't see how it's possible to ever trust him again." I knew it sounded bitter and like I didn't even plan on trying this weekend, but honestly, right now I do feel bitter. Maybe it's just a defense mechanism so I don't feel any more hurt. I just can't take any more hurt. So yes, I'm bitter. Darryl shocked the hell out of me when he responded to my brutal honestly.

While I was thinking about what she was talking about, she was saying the same thing. "You are solid now. But then, as time passes. As time go on, you're slowly turning into liquid. Like the way it was before." I gulp again, not liking what Im thinkig and feeling anymore. I reached for the spoon, and took a bite of the salad. When it touches my tongue it tasted sweet, but what I feel right now is bitterness. It's bitter. I feel bitter because of what Gina says. "You can't fall in love with anyone. Because in the end you'll marry another man, not the man you love." she said seriously then licked the finger that was covered with milk.

After that, you got dead drunk and cried the entire way home. [That was when I knew you would never get over her.] [Luckily for you, she came back.] [Ethan, if you two get back together, you’ll restore my faith in love.] I froze. The sweet chocolate in my mouth suddenly tasted bitter. I did not have a sweet tooth, but I specifically loved this brand of chocolate. It was all because Ethan used two pieces of chocolate from this brand to win my heart three years ago. Back then, he was chased out of his house with nothing to his name and struggled to build a company from scratch.

My back slammed against the wall, and I coughed up a large mouthful of blood. Seeing me vomit blood, Alan just watched coldly. "Still being stubborn when death is at your door. Summer, when did you become so vicious? I truly regret saving you back then! If anything happens to Leilani and the baby, I'll make you understand what regret truly feels like!" I lay crumpled on the ground, blood continuously pouring from my mouth. Actually, it was not just Alan who had regrets. I regretted it too. I regretted meeting him, and even more, I regretted falling in love with him.

“Well, think about it rationally. Have you ever heard of someone being salty and still able to be in love?” Heph wipes a few symbols from the board and writes something else. “No. It doesn’t happen. Love isn’t just a chemical, dear girl. It causes a physical reaction that is the opposite of salt. Salt may be a neutral compound, but it has a bitter taste. It destroys love. Chemistry isn’t my strong suit, but even I know that. You need something to strengthen your compound… like… I don’t know… gallium, I guess? Small particles of it. Ever heard the expression, ‘make him melt in your hands’?”

I swallow another bitter sip of coffee, closing my eyes a little as the bitterness washes my throat all the way down. Damn it! I can't take another sip. I pour the remaining water into the sink and start dragging my feet out. "Is it too bitter for your liking?" Oh, this, BITCH! "What do you care?" I snap, turning slowly to look at her ugly face. That's according to my hatred for her, though.

I am Aurelia Giliam, I am hated by my family and I crave to feel any type of love. I am stuck in an endless cycle of trying to get the love of people who I know will never give me it. I am bitter, I am angry. I hate this.

Till now too, even though a lot has changed. The image of him burning my ribbon came flooding my sanity in deep waves. My cries, my heartbreak, my pain. I've always wanted to be what he wanted but I couldn't. And it wasn't my fault, I gave it my all. At the thought of all this, I snapped. "Have you ever had fate in me Sir?" I asked in a demeaning, mocking tone, "don't lie." "Emilio, shut up! That's your father for goodness sake." Brianna chipped in.

However, when his company started thriving, he publicly declared that Beverly was his lucky charm, the one who made it all possible. While I was struggling, needing his support the most, he was feeding Beverly, cuddling her, singing to her, and doing everything with her that he never did for me. Charles always assumed I’d come crawling back, no matter how far he pushed me. Love doesn’t work like that, though. He betrayed me, and now he was facing the consequences. I looked at him, my face void of emotion. “Stop wasting your time. I don’t love you anymore.” Charles tried to step closer, but Beverly stormed over, glaring at me.

She fisted her palm angrily remembering his words. Then, she wiped her tears and said with determination," Tum sirf meri mohabbat nehi, tum meri Zid ho. Tumhe hum hasil karkehi rahenge( You aren't just my love, you are my obsession. And, I will have you anyhow."