Break Up Lines Novels & Stories

"Am I okay? Shouldn't you be asking your brother that question? ” His jaw flexed through I caught a hint of regret in his eyes before he hooded them with anger. "Why did you do that ? Or even better,tell me this fight of yours was staged so it'd look like you're really into me because if not, I'll rather eat stones than be known all over the country as the woman who broke the Carrington twins apart ."

It didn't take long for my opportunity to present itself. Jessica took a sip of the soup I made and frowned. "You can't even make soup right. It's too salty! What are you even good for? Let's just get a divorce!" There was a flicker of excitement in both her and Cole's eyes, as if they were already anticipating the punishment I had to endure just to get back together for the 101st time. But my reply was unexpectedly calm. "Okay. Let's get divorced." Jessica jumped in before she even processed what I said. "Then for this round, your punishment is to go run naked in the park for five—"

“Let me finish Zach… so yeah I know I ruined everyone's mood yesterday and I'm sorry about that I just couldn't help it” “Girll it's fine I mean what are friends for” Mira nudged her playfully, they all gave out a hearty laughter. “So ermmm I don't know what this is called but I think I unlocked a new ability”. “You what?” “Zach can you stop freaking out when she says anything you act…” “Mira don't get me started”. Ava clutched her forehead in frustration “you guys come on am trying to say something here”. “Wheeww fine we are sorry what's it”.

“Why don’t we… just work now?” Myron placed a hand on the back of my chair. “Anything you want, moonlight.” Timothy’s fingers snapped his pen in half. I jumped, startled. He cursed under his breath and tossed the broken pen aside. “Sorry,” he muttered, voice sounding like two stones grinding together. I swallowed hard and opened my laptop. This was going to be a long week.

A cut split across his brow, fresh and raw. It hadn’t been there when we’d walked home together that afternoon. Relief flickered across his face, so brief I almost missed it. He stepped back, pulling the door wider, letting me in. The apartment swallowed me in darkness. The air was thick, heavy with the smell of liquor that made my nose sting. Broken glass glinted faintly on the floor near the couch, a bottle shattered into jagged pieces. I moved instinctively toward the couch, wanting to sit, to ground myself, but before I could lower myself, his hand closed around mine.

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> Reiya: Ban: Reiya: Ban: - -------- Reiya: Ohh you manage to break it. What did you picture? Ban: Ohh I couldn't picture that line thinning and breaking so I imagined a plug being pulled out from the socket and somehow I felt something breaking and could not feel your thoughts anymore.

‘He has no right,’ Lila snarled. I pushed back hard, severing the link cleanly and decisively. The silence afterward was abrupt and blessed. I leaned against the counter, shaking, forcing myself to breathe. Rowan’s scent lingered faintly in the hall beyond the door. Steady. Contained. Never invasive. And for the first time, I let myself think the thought all the way through. Maybe the bond that broke me was never my true fate. Maybe it had only cleared the way

Orlando and I had been together for ten years. I'd looked after his sick mom, sweating out a fever of my own, and where was he? Knocking back drinks with Rosalind, playing therapist to her broken heart. I swallowed my pride at work, getting chewed out by my boss, while he spent the night companying Rosalind because she had cramps. Then, when I got the news my mom had passed, I tried calling him, desperate for support. But nope—phone off. After a wild goose chase, turns out he was at Rosalind's graduation. That was it. I gave up. But Orlando wouldn't let go. Red-eyed, he begged me for just one more chance.