Novel & Cerita Break My Heart Novel Serleena

Then the other. With the same carefulness of holding something fragile. "It's alright, Serena." "It was only a nightmare." "Your baby is safe." "No one is taking him." I gently rubbed her back. "No one ever will..." But little did I know... How wrong those words would one day become. Little by little... Her trembling eased. Her breathing gradually steadied. Only then did I realize... How uneven my own heartbeat had become. ___________________________________ Serena's Point of View The chaos inside my mind slowly faded.

I say before quickly running upstairs to my room. When I finally found myself to be alone I immediately lock the door behind me before breaking down into tears. I couldn't comprehend what I was feeling in the moment. This feeling was overwhelming and completely foreign so I don’t even know how to deal with it properly. I’ve never had anything like this happen to me. I’ve never been talked to in that manner before. I’ve never been treated like this by a man before. Fresh tears continued to replace the old ones as I try to process my thoughts. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop crying. I couldn't stop thinking about how Jack called me a slut and how Aubrey just completely left me for

Through those repeated notes, I gradually rediscovered my old self and regained the passion and perseverance I had buried long ago. However, the process wasn't easy. My fingers were stiff, and my playing was riddled with mistakes. It felt like I was learning every piece from scratch. Even deep emotion couldn't mask the years of neglect. One afternoon, after practicing, I saw a new social media post while I was taking a break. Cecilia was showing off again. She posted a photo of a designer handbag with the caption, "A gift from Mr. Whitmore." The way she shared it made her seem smug and full of herself.

The noise of the world faded into the background, replaced only by the sound of my own heartbeat pounding in my ears. "There is nothing left of you," I whispered to myself, the drugs intensifying the darkness within. "There's nothing left for the demon to take from me. I'm nothing." The words echoed in my mind, a bleak mantra that had become my twisted reality. I had become a broken vessel, shattered and discarded, just like the windows of my soul.

She dropped the bombshell. My heart literally broke like if I wasn't human , you would hear the sound of a glass heart shattering. "Making out?." I squeezed my eyes shut because tears were already welling up. "Yeah and you wouldn't want to know the girl." My eyes were still close, "Tell me who?." "Jess." No , no , it can't be. As soon as I opened my eyes , tears rolled down my cheeks. "Which Jess? , It can't be my cousin?." I faltered.

The cold, dead numbness had taken over every corner of my mind, locking away the pain so deep that I couldn't feel it anymore. I looked up at the grey horizon, watching the distant city lights flicker on as the evening sky turned dark. The wind howled across the open water, blowing my hair across my face, but I did not move. I sat on the edge of the abyss, completely calm in the silence of my own ruin. I realized that the Serena who had entered that marriage was officially dead. The naive wife who cried for Damien's affection was gone forever, buried beneath the weight of his family's cruelty. Whatever came next in this empty, uncertain life, I would never let another human being break me ag

Adrian didn't glance her way, keeping his firm grip on the wheel as he spoke with a quiet, unyielding severity devoid of remorse: — "Do not delude yourself, Dana, and do not weave stories that never existed in the first place... I never deceived you, nor did I ever make you a promise. You went along with this game of your own free will and full awareness." Hot tears spilled down her cheeks, and a bitter coldness settled inside the car; she couldn't tell how the vehicle's air conditioning had suddenly turned so icy, while her face gradually transformed from the weakness of a heartbroken lover into that of a woman determined to scorch the heart of the man who had broken hers.

I took the stairs three at a time and threw open our bedroom door. Empty. There was no trace of her scent. The closet was wide open and bare. Her makeup was gone from the vanity. Even her favorite books were gone. All that was left was a single letter on the nightstand. My hand trembled as I picked it up. Her familiar handwriting stared back at me. Damien, The bond is broken. There is nothing between us anymore. I'm gone. —Serena The letter slipped from my fingers and floated to the floor. "No… impossible…" I collapsed by the bed, my hands in my hair. "How dare she? How could she sever our bond?"

Take her measure, her strength, her heart, her worth. And if she is all that he hates—and all that he wants—I'll figure out where I stand. With him. Or against him. For even broken, I am not weak. I am Serenia. Child of Lilith. Born of fire and darkness. And I am done being anyone's pawn. He'd certainly learn this the hard way but first I must see for myself what their obsession is with this woman and what makes her so different.

This time, I'm the one sacrificing. Because I knew my love would talk to me, I planned it with my colleagues that I would be the one to find a way to get her, I put drugs in the water she was drinking. That my friend Sebastian would love her more, I betrayed her. My mind was closed to the woman I loved because I thought this was the only way for my friend to live.