Cerita Patah Hati Novels & Stories

If love were really that simple, why would there be so many classics celebrating it? Isn't it precisely because it's rare that it's worth celebrating? Nestor continued listing his mistakes. "My biggest mistake was not understanding my own heart," Nestor gazed deeply at Selina, his eyes sincere and passionate. "I shouldn't have made you suffer so much because I was unwilling to face my own feelings." With these words, Nestor finally relaxed completely. Like a heavy stone that had been hanging over his heart had finally fallen, no longer threatening to drop at any moment.

If you are looking for a romantic love story, this is not it. Although there is love in my story, a perfect love at one time. There is also a lot of pain, heart ache, and sadness. This is not a fairy tale, there is no white knight. This is a story about betrayl, anger, bitterness, forgiveness, and change. This is my story of how my life fell apart.

"Dear Mom, I am sorry, I had to leave. I don't know how to escape from this marriage in another way. I was not sure about this marriage till now. It's the biggest decision of every girl's life. And I can't do this, mom. I am sorry. If I stay there, I know you will force me to do it. That's why I am leaving. I know, you will be shattered by the news. But, think about it, mom. I am sure you will find a way to escape from this situation.

After everything I had sacrificed, after all the pain and struggle, I had lost. Victoria stood up, smoothing her dress with a satisfied smile. “I told you, Sophia. You can’t win. Not against me.” I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak. All I could do was watch as Victoria walked out of the boardroom, leaving my world in ruins. Ethan came to my side, his expression filled with anguish. “Sophia, I’m so sorry. I didn’t see this coming. I—” But I couldn’t hear him. All I could think about was the fact that it was over. Everything I had fought for, everything I had endured, had been for nothing.

Aileen cupped Bruce’s face, making him look into her eyes. “I still can’t believe it, Mom. Sharon left me. She tore our marriage certificate and wrote a letter that broke my heart. She said she doesn’t love me anymore.” “From the beginning, Mom and Dad told you Sharon wasn’t a good woman. She thought marrying you would make her rich. Stop wasting your tears on that cheap woman! She’s not worth your tears.” Bruce pursed his lips, holding back the tightly wound pounding in his heart. He closed his eyes, remembering the face of Sharon that he used to look at before sleeping. But now, that face left a deep scar in his heart. Sharon ruined his life.

Her sufferings, pain, and sadness were a failings that shouldn’t have happened. “I hate your smile makes my heart mushy, I hate your strong headed nature, selfishness, and the stupid things that you do that have the most effect on me. I hate that I can’t quit you no matter how hard I try. I hate the more you push me away the tougher I desire to be with you. I hate Nicole meeting you first when it should have been me, I hate to think you thought about divorcing me. I hate you for these things but I love you for everything, the pain, tears, obstacles. I love that I love you.”

We sat down on the couch as I shut my lips and opened my ears to kisten to their love story, or maybe, tragic story? "Krizza and I were great couples. I like how she treated me on our first months, but she started to change for unknown reasons. And then one day, I just found out she was cheating on me. Of course, she tried to explain, and I gave her another chance even though I was broken. I loved her. I loved her so much but she kept breaking me. Chances after chances, heartbreaks after heartbreaks and I'm done. I was exhausted and I couldn't keep our relationship going anymore," he explained while looking down on the floor. I just stared at his side-profile while he was talking.

"And now this?" Rita stood with her back against the couch. The tears this time came harder, wild and uncontrollable, like a storm she'd long waited for. When Chris broke her heart all those years ago, she'd thought that was final. But to love him despite everything—that was the curse. With every heartbreak, every betrayal, her heart simply went on beating for him. Foolish, stubborn heart. She had pushed away good men—good men—because she couldn't get over it. Harry Flaire had been stability, motivation, and generosity she needed then. He had offered her peace. But she'd turned him down. Because her heart belonged to a man who broke it like glass.

No matter. Maybe that's why I wanted to say a few things because if I did die I couldn't say anything and I don't want to regret anything more. Enough is enough. So I tightened my arms around him and my eyes watered up " Thank you so much for being there with me, Mitra. I know I didn't speak to you like I used to do neither did I behave politely with you after that incident. But you stayed with me. You kept up with me even if I don't know why. I waited so many times for you to give up on me. But you never did. You always saw me as your little sister. And I know that. I always thought of you as my big brother. You are the only thing that is left for me, Mitra. And I don't want to lose. Please

“They take what they want, then go back to their real lives like you're nothing. Liam taught me that when I was sixteen. The fucker broke my heart and didn't even say a word to me. In the end I was just the girl he fucked with and hid in the gardens.” Serena’s eyes soften with understanding and anger on my behalf. She squeezes my fingers.“Lila… not every story has to end like yours and Liam’s.” I laughed long and hard. “Yes, it does. Because we’re always the secret. And I’m done being anyone’s secret.” She’s quiet for a long moment, then leans her head on my shoulder.“I’m sorry he broke you,” she whispers as she hugs me tight. I closed my eyes, the old heartache came throbbing like a bruise