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pleasseeeee! She shoved her phone toward me. I scowled. Was I not loud enough? Or was selective hearing her problem? "Ahem....!" I cleared my throat before speaking slowly. "Until you're ready for heartbreak, don't approach him," I repeated, smiling sweetly. She pouted like a kid who could denied of candy "I am ready for heartbreak, she said dramatically. "My ex broke up with me a week ago. I was disappointed in him for being so cold and then disappointed in myself for not even being able to cry."

“I can’t do this. I can’t do you. You have basically broken my heart, and you’ve broken my kid’s heart. I have nothing for you. Nothing. The dynamic that I had with a great friend is gone. We were family, and you broke that. You’ve shattered everything I held dear, Marco.**” She stands up suddenly, her hands gripping the edge of the table, her shoulders shaking with emotion. “Do you fucking realize you broke that? You broke my kid’s heart! You broke my heart! You broke our family! You broke our home! You broke everything!” I flinch at the rawness of her words, but I can’t speak, can’t defend myself. She wipes her eyes, taking a deep breath, but her voice is still tight with emotion.

Something inside me shattered but I pulled her into a hug, holding her close, letting her feel the way my heart crackled painfully in my chest. “No, you won't,” my voice sounded like a broken chord but there was a finality in it. My face met the side of her head and I felt a tremor that ran through her as her tears soaked through my shirt, her grip almost bruising as she clenched my sides. “I can't lose you again. I won't. I would rather die.”

Ohhh" she replied. "Take your time, I just want you to know that I like you very much, and I want you very much" "You also want to marry me, make me the mother of your kids? " Yes, can I propose now? Her beautiful eyes were amused. ________________________________________ Hurting myself was what I do Best, lingering on broken memories. What's broken is broken. It can't be fixed. Still my heart felt used. Fekit discarded, even hurting her hurts me more than it should.

My eyes widened but she didn’t speak further and went back to the main hall where everyone was waiting for us. Forming my lips in a thin line, dismayed by her declaration, I failed to react properly and stared into nothingness. “Yes. Kill me the day I will regret breaking your heart-” ‘How could you say this? Is that how dead you have become?’ And then my question was answered when she pressed her hand over my heart. “Because I won’t be able to bear that pain. I might not be able to live after it.” She whispered sincerely. “Then you know what?”

"I miss you, John. Every second of every day. I keep thinking about the life we could have had, the love we could have shared. It's not fair... it's just not fair." Amelia's soliloquy echoed through the room, her words a testament to the depth of her pain and the profound loss she felt. In that moment, her broken heart spilled over with memories, regrets, and the realization that life could change in an instant, leaving her adrift in a sea of sorrow.

I replied and watched the woman I love broke into pieces, I watch her hold onto her chest in pains "When you kiss me I feel like nothing will hurt me, Nicklaus when you hold me I feel like I'm the luckiest woman on this planet earth, and when you adore me I feel like I'm the most important person in your whole world, how could you have the nerve to hurt…..me this way?" Her voice finally cracked as tears dropped I tucked my hands into my pocket, knowing I'm about to break her completely, building up the self-confidence to say that even when I know I mean nothing, not even a single word…I muttered

I fell quiet. “Do you know how much pain I’ve been through all these years? Do you know how much it hurts to live a life without that person? Do you know what it does to your heart? It literally shatters it and even till this minute, I can still feel the hurt in here,” She said, patting her chest. I lowered my gaze to the black tar of the road and watched fallen leaves being blown by the evening breeze sweep past my boots. “I have also been hurt. Since I was a kid, I have been broken.”

She's not the kind of emotional person that overreacts to something. "Hush now," he whispered while kissing her head. She sobbed. "Why does it hurt, Carson? Why am I hurting? Why do I feel like my heart's been stabbed and it's fucking hurting? I'm not dying, right?" Carson shook his head and held her chin to lift her head. "That's called heartbreak, Baby. Your heart was broken after seeing them." Krysie cried her heart out. "A-Are you happy she's back? That she's alive?"

His presence was a balm to her wounded heart, offering a haven amidst the chaos. Liam's voice, tender and soothing, whispered in her ear. "Chloe, it's okay to feel heartbroken. You're allowed to grieve what could have been. But remember, love takes many forms, and it's not limited to just one person. You deserve happiness, too." Chloe clung to his words like a lifeline, finding solace in the understanding and empathy he offered. She sniffled, her voice choked with emotion. "Thank you, Liam. I never thought it would hurt this much."