Novel & Cerita Cherished Affliction

"Your bitterness blinds you to the fact that the world doesn’t owe you anything." Cher’s eyes flared, her voice rising. "You don't get it, do you? While you were playing the angel, always so perfect, I had to fight for every scrap of attention and respect. People like you look at people like me with pity, but deep down, you think you’re better. Admit it." Allie shook her head, disgusted. "Your insecurities are your own burden, Cher. Don’t project them onto me." She turned to leave, but Cher grabbed her arm, her nails digging into Allie's skin.

It made me wonder if there was something fundamentally wrong with me, if I was somehow unlovable. The ache within me grew, a hollow feeling that seemed to echo through every cell of my body. I had never known the warmth of being cherished, of being truly loved and valued. It was as if I was a fragile, delicate flower, left to wither and die in the scorching desert of neglect and indifference. No one had ever held me close, whispered sweet nothings in my ear, or made me feel like I was the most precious thing in their world. I felt like a forgotten treasure, left to gather dust and fade away into obscurity. The longing to be cherished, to be loved and valued, was a deep and abiding ache withi

I didn't want to leave my family behind. But I knew my own body. I didn't have much time left. I wondered if I could even make it through this winter. After this round of tests, I ended up spending more and more time in the hospital. On top of the bouts of unconsciousness, the muscles in my legs started to atrophy. I could only sit in a wheelchair, watching the flowers fall and the birds fly past the window. Winter crept in quietly. I sat in my wheelchair, staring at the snowflakes that had appeared in the sky without my noticing.

worried. Natawa si Athelia at hinampas ako sa balikat. Napalakas pa iyon kaya napabaling ako sa kaniya na nanlalaki ang mga mata. Her grin lingered to my sight. “Don’t think deeply about it! Sarili mo muna ang isipin mo, Jesiah. Sometimes I get confuse if you are selfless, selfish or you are just curious about almost everything.” Inirapan ko siya. I don’t really care about other people. There were just some things that can’t be left unnoticed. It’s like they’re calling me to be part of it.

I say with an eyeroll and we dive into our regular sweet conversation about nothing and everything, With nadia around me i am happy she always have a way of lighten up my mood its like a talent she has, i really do love her, i wishe fate isn't as cruel as it is to me. Hananu sorry but today acting is over😓hafiz take time fah i like you but my hanan deserve happiness she really care about you😏. Don't forget to vote, comment and tag a friend to read "Afflictive desires".

"Some suffering is beyond your control. You lacked love since childhood, rarely understood by others, leading to resentment." Amelia spun the teacup in her fingers, her smile faint. "Resentment?" "Yes," the old man looked at her. "Your suffering stems from resentment—you are unaware of it yet unable to break free. You wonder why others have what you lack." Elijah, listening at the side, was growing impatient, his tiger-like eyes narrowing dangerously. Yet Amelia merely sighed lazily, her tone indifferent: "Someone read my fortune before. He told me that my blessings are endless, and any fraudster who crosses my path will suffer misfortune."

I watched Creed’s eyebrows scrunch together as he gave me a pouty look. Reese nodded, but gave me a curious look, “I just don’t understand why you only have three fated mates if we’re all connected. I mean, why weren’t you I fated?” I looked around at Creed and the boy’s as we all thought it over. Oh my goddess, why didn’t I see this sooner?

Was the hatred so deep? I pressed my fingers on the marks as I cried bitterly. I wasn't strong enough. I had tried to steel my mind several times, hoping nothing would have broken through my emotional ground anymore, but Xavier's influence proved stronger than I'd imagined. Every word from him, every stare, and each action dug at a place I never thought I owned. They drowned a part of me that I thought was as impenetrable as a wall. Xavier... was my nemesis. I sucked in a deep breath and forced my body up the bed. A wince tore through my throat at sudden movement, and my hands slid to my waist, rubbing gently.

It’s the only explanation. “Where is everyone else? Why isn’t there a warrior here with you? Why didn’t you call for help?” Her sad eyes turn to me slowly and I see the helplessness in them. “We don’t know what this is. We had all the warriors that were with him on that run checked out, but he is the only one who is suffering from this…” she struggles for a word, “affliction. I don’t know if it’s contagious. I couldn’t risk it spreading to anyone else. I sent everyone away for their own safety.” A tear runs down her face.