Novel & Cerita Broken By Evelyn Miller

As she pushes, she remembers the promise she made to her husband- 'to forget the past, and focus on their future together'. But her future is an absolute nightmare. The only good thing she has now is her past, and she can barely even remember that. He took away everything and left her with nothing but a broken brain and an evil voice in her head. The cabinet falls over and the glass breaks, scattering into multiple pieces. "Did you really think you could push that big cabinet all by yourself" Millie mocks Emily ignores, stepping barefoot into the broken pieces of glass. Picking up every single golden statue and holding them tightly to her chest like lost treasure.

I yelled angrily and pushed him out of the room. I cried after he left. I don't know what to do. I broke up with him. We are over. I had to do the right thing. Talking to him earlier during dinner with my married best friend made me realize that I can’t ruin another marriage. I still can't believe that my moral compass is still working. I can’t believe that doing the right thing would hurt this bad. “Oh my gosh, what happened?” Claire asked when I immediately hugged her crying when she came over to my room after I called her over.

“…Should be mine. I should be the one celebrating a one year anniversary with Dmitry. But no…you had to come along with your sad sob story. And he fell for it.” I was done blushing with embarrassment. She stepped to my face. “You don’t deserve to be here. You’re trash.” “Lacy Clement!” A voice rushed out. Once the blood stopped racing, I realized it was Evelyn. She now stood beside me, though I had no idea when she appeared. Evelyn spoke again, “You have no right to speak to my daughter like that. Danica is one of us. And the only trash here tonight, is you.”

If I knew that loving him would break me like this I swear I would have never loved him. Never! At least I would not have been Broken by love. The door of the room opened with a bang and I saw Anirudh entering inside. So finally he came? But what is the purpose of his coming? I am raped once again! I am tainted once again. Aashish has used me and emptied his seeds inside me. I heard a gunshot and Aashish fell on my body. Maybe he killed him, maybe he just made him unconscious. I do not know nor do I want to know.

Broken By The Billionaire Mafia (chapter three) Jessica Martin's Pov I gulped a shot and thumped the glass to the table. "One more!" The bar attendant nodded and turned alcohol into a shot glass and handed it over as I swiftly gulped on the hot liquid till the last drop.

My stomach dropped. There was no reason for that phone to be in pieces unless... Unless…. The shattering noise I’d heard right before the line disconnected came rushing back to me. I stepped inside quickly. Evelyn looked up from the bed, eyes wide with something between shock and fear. Her fingers scrambled for the broken phone, hiding it behind her like a child caught with something forbidden. “Why... why is it broken?” I asked, my voice hoarse. She didn’t respond, of course. She couldn’t. She was mute.

“That this is what you wanted. That you’re happy. You’re not. I can see it.” I swallowed hard, my fingers tightening around the bouquet still clutched in my lap. The roses were already wilting, petals bruised from the day’s cruelty. “I didn’t choose this,” I whispered. A humorless laugh escaped him, sharp and bitter. “Neither did I.” And in that moment, I realized the truth: We were strangers bound by broken pieces. Two scarred souls forced into a union neither of us believed in. The question wasn’t whether we could survive it. It was whether we would destroy each other in the process.

Goodbye, Millie Berry. Those three words wouldn’t stop running through Millie’s mind, weighing heavily on her heart long after she left Evan’s room. She tossed and turned in her small bed, replaying their last conversation. She had never felt this broken before—no breakup had ever hurt like this. The emptiness inside her was overwhelming, like a hole she couldn’t fill.

A scar across his cheek. And a look of terrible sorrow. The reflection raised its hand. Then it spoke. I DID. Evelyn froze. Noah stepped backward. The mirror began to crack from top to bottom. The older Alexander looked directly at Evelyn. I CHOSE TO FORGET EVAN. Evelyn couldn’t breathe. “Why?” The reflection’s eyes filled with tears. BECAUSE HE ASKED ME TO. The mirror shattered. And from somewhere beyond it came the sound of a baby crying.

And the echo of kindness from a girl she had tried to break… but who had somehow left her whole. --- Evelyn stood at the doorway, the cold morning breeze brushing her face, but it did nothing to calm the storm within her. She hugged the letter to her chest, her shoulders shaking with silent sobs. The once proud, unbending woman had cracked. And in her tears was something no one in the house had ever seen before remorse. Her lips trembled as she whispered, “I pushed her away… I did this…” Her fingers reached for her phone in a frantic search. She scrolled through her contacts, eyes darting with desperation. She dialed Adrian.