Cinta Yang Terbelah Novels & Stories

"Sintia hates Febri, Sintia is sick, Sintia is seriously ill, Sintia wants us to separate! Sintia wants to take care of Sintia's college and health first. " Tut ..... tut ... tut .. I hang up my cellphone, I reject all incoming calls from Febri. I just replied to the incoming SMS message. I repeatedly wrote I asked to break up, I was seriously ill, Febri please forget about me. I don't know what I feel, want to cry, want to scream, want to die but I'm afraid. Only true ignorance remains in my heart. Unable to live and meet Febri, what else can you explain all these feelings and self-destruction. All at my risk. Febri doesn't deserve to accept and endure all this, or think I'm back in her hea

She apologized to him before picking it up. The constant interruptions irritated Eric. “Yes, Roby— You know why I didn’t— But, Roby, it doesn’t matter— You know what? Join Melissa and me for dinner, and I will explain everything to you— Sure thing, brother— Bye.” “I don’t remember any brothers of your name, Roby,” Eric asked, puzzled. For him, everything has turned into a massive jigsaw puzzle. Miranda was the most simple and lovely woman he’d ever known. However, he now feels as if he never knew her. He was her goddamn husband, and they had a good, loving marriage before she deserted them.

"We met on the edge of the two world Brought by fate We set out the love passion and hate. Those dark brown orbs are hard to forget Whenever I see, I get lost in time and pace. After a long journey, finally, you are mine to be called Yet we are so apart from God knows who's at fault. you... Me... Us. Let's complete it thus But still in the path to define My love for you. Made with love, Separated by hate I am sure, still to find the way back to be ur mate" Suddenly the pain in my head took over as I fell on my knees. It was the same burning. Ahhh!!! I had too much for today as my body gave up and I fell down unconscious on the floor. END OF SHAWNA'S POV:

And that time it was difficult to win her heart again. "I Lost My precious Moon".

As though something essential had been switched off, removed. Hearts were supposed to break all at once, like dropped glass. But Belinda's had been different. Hers had cracked slowly, a fault line opening in real time. Hairline fractures that deepened with each breath, spreading through her like infection, until they weren't cracks anymore but chasms. Caverns where love had lived, now filled with something darker, colder, patient as permafrost.

I was a naive girl who was desperate for her father to finally show her even a sliver of affection for once but he just shrugged me off and sent me away. Sent me away to my own hell where Raul's abuse completely broke me for a very long time. He's scarred me. Bad. But I use those scars as motivation to keep my head up. Can't have the crown falling, now can we? I hadn't even realized that the car was parked while Luciano was getting my luggage from the trunk. I grumbled before lunging out of the car, ready to carry them myself but he already had everything, leaving me with that tiny suitcase, once again.

And now— That version of the night felt like something else entirely. A constructed reality. A carefully placed lie. Ava pressed her fingers lightly against her temples. This was how it started, wasn’t it? Not with a dramatic revelation. Not with a single moment of truth. But with small fractures. Tiny inconsistencies. Little pieces that didn’t quite fit until suddenly— They did. And when they did— Everything changed. Her phone buzzed again. Ava froze. For a moment, she didn’t move. Didn’t reach for it. Didn’t breathe.

“Why did you even come here? I told you I’m already searching for someone to work part-time here. You need rest, Isabella. You have to look after yourself. This isn’t only about you now. You’re pregnant. Remember that. I pressed my lips together and gently touched my belle. My cousin was right. I needed to take care of myself and my baby. From now on, I should focus only on my child and nothing else. I was done with Ryan. I gave him everything, yet he still broke me. Truly too much love kills and It had already killed me once, I didn’t want to keep dying over and over in the hands of the same person. When Dominic and I got home, I went straight to my room and opened the envelope Ryan had lef

eyes and snorted angrily. Looking at Kaytly's cold and desperate eyes, Rowan's heart was numb with pain. His Kaytly once thought wholeheartedly to love him alone, but now has completely disappeared, and will never return. Did I destroy everything myself? Is hatred killing yourself? Rowan helplessly shook his head, not daring to look straight at Kaytly Blanche: "No, Kaytly, I never wanted to hurt you, I love you?" "Love, please forgive me, don't do that?" Rowan's hesitation gives Kaytly Blanche hope, she begs Rowan excitedly. "I don't want to force you, Kaytly, I just want you back by my side, I want to find the part of our love that once belonged to us, Kaytly, agree with me? Is it okay?" R