Can You Mend My Broken Heart Mga Nobela at Kwento

Kenan shook his head and then began to speak, "I didn't even come to her office and just told my assistant to get Andien to come to my office." "Andien is an ordinary employee and it makes no sense for you to give her the job directly. You're a seasoned businessman who should know what's reasonable or not," Mark said. Every sentence Mark said made Kenan even more frustrated. "What should I do?" "Right now you're approaching Andien out of revenge. Why don't you use your heart to attract Andien?" Mark suggested. "Heart?" Kenan laughed loudly. He might be able to use his heart for someone he loved, but until now he had never had anyone worth giving his heart to. Even making love with the woman

Melissa looked disheveled and disorderly, she had a luggage back behind her and looked like she had even crying. At the sound of Kaia calling her mom, she felt her eyes fill up with tears. They had worked so hard to get here and Melissa knew she was going to break Kaia apart again. She did not want to, but there was too much at stake and this was the only way she could fix everything, even if it meant breaking her heart into a million pieces, again!

Why do these people know that this easily? “It’s fine,” I replied. she nodded. “I don’t know, what’s up, but the doctors and the nurses are here to help” I nodded and laughed a little. The doctors and nurses and here to help… will they heal a broken heart? Can they heal it, repair it? They can’t. She doesn’t have any idea that her words make no sense to the heartbroken. “Please take your medicines, I will leave now” I nodded and took my medications. I took a deep breath. “At least she is out of my life now. No more fake love”

I'm sorry. ' A date? On a Sunday?' ' Well, yeah. That's the only time he's less busy. I'm sorry.' ' Alright. Whatever. I hope something good comes out of the date. I won't mind sewing your wedding gown.' I joked and she laughed heartily. ' You're so not okay.'

A good sign I think. I heard footsteps come near the balcony. I knew it was Marcus. Without turning around I continued watching out in the open. "I'm glad you could make it," I said after a while. He took a few steps towards me without saying anything. "You'd be wondering why I called you here? Well, it has to do something to what you said yesterday. I've been thinking about it." I touched the pendant. The only thing that was giving me some comfort right now. And strange enough I was feeling warm and comfortable in Marcus's company today, "I think we should break up." I close my eyes and force my words out, " I can't do this to you Marcus. Especially when I know what I'm doing to you is not

"I know we've had a bumpy past but let's not allow our past relationship to interfere with our business relationship" Damn "bumpy past" such a dumb description of the heart wrenching past she shared with him. Even standing there with him, frustrated her, she couldn't deny the third emotion swirling in her body. Lust. For his broad chest which she hugged. For the love making that had clutched her like a lovers embrace. “Please let's try to be friends, if not friends at least business partners”. "Easy for you to say, you weren't the one left with a broken heart" Gabby snapped.

“You can’t shoulder the blame, so you're just trying to put the fault on someone else. Good thing Nellana isn’t here to see the woman you’ve become.” “You don’t mean that…” I whispered, a single tear falling from my eye. He shrugged. “I'm done talking.” He turned around and hurried upstairs. I fell to the ground as I broke down in tears, my own words echoing in my ears. ‘Even if it’s going to be heartbreaking with Ethan, I’d take all the pain…’ Could I actually do it, because right now I felt like giving up. Bryce had said something right after all. What was the point of all of this if he didn’t love me anymore?

"No." "Why?" "Because you're a stranger." "I'm the guy you kissed." "I kissed your helmet. That's not the same as kissing you." "It's closer than most people get on day three of a breakup." "We're not broken up. We were never together. There's no breakup."

He took her body to that magical world of complete womanhood that Maryjane talks about. God, she never got enough of him, of the feeling he evoked in her that very day, of the joyous lust he fired in her soul which still burns till this very moment. Nothing she has done for the last week has made the feeling go away. Recently over the radio, she heard one self-acclaimed Pastor Alex saying "The best way to overcome a broken heart is to fall in love again". That's what she plans on doing next. Slowly, the memory faded, withering away and she was back to reality. She began hearing a faint knock on the countertop as the loud music returned.