Cerita Patah Hati Novels & Stories

Harah immediately took her triplets after packing. Harah tried to stop her tears from falling. The pain that Harah felt at that time was unbearable. Harah seems to be back to her old self. Used to be weak and defeated. Harah lost her self-confidence again. Harah could not accept that at that time. She failed in love again. The person she thought would make her win over everyone let her down. The person she thought she would be with for the rest of his life. She got hurt and disappointed. Her heart got broken ito pieces and she's feeling down.

no I will never believe because my brother is not that kind of person he used to feel sad every day by remembering his friends then I said "no I will never believe but what happened why they hates you" he replied "because of that bitch deeksha she is a slut who seduces boys for money when avi gone bankrupt she tried to seduce me I refused but she narrated a story that we both loved eachother so she ditched avi they believed it I dont blame them because situation is not in my favor I tried to explain many times but they are not ready to listen so I moved far away from them" I wiped tears from his eyes

Silence. Aurora slowly set down her bag, took a deep breath, and leaned against the wall. Her feelings were shattered. Her heart was broken. She hated the fact that even though she had tried to distance herself, the wounds from her father still dragged her back into the old pain. What was even more painful was that she couldn't tell anyone. Not Rafael. Not even herself.

“I don’t know what you’ve been through, but I’m not going to hurt you. And as long as you’ll have me, I’m not going anywhere. My heart will always be yours.” He looked away and then back. “I’ve only given my heart to one other person.” He shook his head as I listened. “My parents didn’t like her, but I didn’t care. We met and moved in together while we were in college. I loved her with everything that I had and I didn’t care what my parents said.” He let out a deep breath as he looked down at the floor. “But then one day, I came home and she was gone, with no goodbye, no warning. We were happy one day, and the next, I came home to an empty apartment.” He took a deep breath as tears glistened

The sounds of shattering glass and splintering wood become a symphony of my shattered heart. As I exhaust myself, the reality of my situation sets in. The one I loved with all my heart has taken everything from me—my love, my trust, my happiness. Her betrayal has left me utterly broken, fragmented in a way that I never thought possible. I collapsed onto the floor, my energy spent, curling up amidst the wreckage.

I rubbed my forehead as I was on the verge of losing myself. "Natalia, why can't you just calm down and start a new life?" Eric's question caused me to laugh at myself. I lowered my head and replied, "When a mirror breaks, there is a loud noise. But no one listens to the cry of a broken heart. This need for love destroyed me entirely. I am afraid to even think of being with a man." Eric turned silent. He had nothing to say in reply to my words.

"How could you be pregnant? The doctors said your chances of conceiving were so low." At his words, Sarah’s voice shot up, the tears she had been holding back streaming freely down her face. "A low chance of getting pregnant, not none at all! Patrick, do you even know how much it hurt when my stomach hit the rocks? Do you understand the pain of losing our baby? Do you know how devastated I was when you didn’t believe me? Do you realize how much faith I lost in you?" With every word she spoke, the light in Patrick’s eyes dimmed further until there was nothing left but the same hollow apology I had already heard from Megan.

🥀 CLARA'S POV 🥀 My heart felt like it had been shattered into a million pieces, each one piercing my soul like a shard of glass. The pain was overwhelming, a crushing weight that threatened to consume me. I felt empty, and hollow, like a part of me had been ripped away. Every breath I took felt like a struggle, every beat of my heart a reminder that the person I love would never love me back. My heart was broken, extremely broken, and I didn't know how to put it back together again. All I could do was hold on to the fragments, and hope that someday, somehow, I would find a way to heal.

Do you know what it feels like?.... I suppose some of you would know but the rest of you…I doubt it! Do not get me wrong , this story is not like your ordinary love story – it is not a romance novel to begin with…But I guess every sad story begins with a heartache. Every broken heart was caused by some type of action that shattered it into a million pieces – every person has a reason as to why they act the way they do. Have you ever?....

“Love was never on the table.” “Why? Because of that loser Daniel?” she pressed. “Are you really letting that fool dictate your view on love?” I turned my gaze away, “No, of course not,” I said, rising to my feet. “This has nothing to do with Daniel or that I never gave your men a chance. You are actually right they are nice men but I have no heart to offer any man, it stopped beating four years ago” I plainly stated and requested her to change the topic or I was going to leave.