Countdown To Heartbreak Novels & Stories

pleasseeeee! She shoved her phone toward me. I scowled. Was I not loud enough? Or was selective hearing her problem? "Ahem....!" I cleared my throat before speaking slowly. "Until you're ready for heartbreak, don't approach him," I repeated, smiling sweetly. She pouted like a kid who could denied of candy "I am ready for heartbreak, she said dramatically. "My ex broke up with me a week ago. I was disappointed in him for being so cold and then disappointed in myself for not even being able to cry."

I CAN'T HEAR YOUR HEARTBEAT, THE PAIN IS SO GREAT THAT I CAN'T CRY I WOULD LIKE TO CRY BUT I CAN'T CRY ANYMORE I LOVED HIM SO MUCH AND HE LEFT NEVER TO RETURN. ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5zxnfmFsqPo ) END.

Breathing. But no longer broken

He's been fooling me all this while? "She'll be ready in about six weeks, so you should prepare yourself for the heartbreak. I know you've fallen for him, Sweetheart." You don't know shit. I'm beyond saved, Drey. I'm a lost cause. The only way to cope this heart break is by tricking my heart, convincing myself that I don't want him that bad. Afterall, I’m aware since the beginning that we're temporary. "Stop crying, he doesn't care about you."

He ran a trembling hand through his hair, trying to breathe, but every inhale felt like glass scraping down his throat. He thought he had hit rock bottom days ago. He realized now that heartbreak had deeper levels,darker, more silent rooms he hadn’t known existed. His vision blurred slightly, but he forced the tears back. He wouldn’t cry. Not again. Not over the same woman who had broken him twice in one lifetime. But he couldn’t look away from the screen. Not yet. Not when the caption refreshed before his eyes, updated with a new tag. One that burned. @AkihikoTakedaOfficial

I could see the countdown above a person’s head when they had already decided to leave their partner. The day my father’s countdown hit zero, he slapped a lawyer’s letter on the breakfast table and walked out on my mother and me. The day my best friend’s countdown hit zero, she finally threw her parasite of a boyfriend out of her apartment and changed the locks before sunset. That was why I’d always been terrified of seeing a countdown above my fiancé, Lucian Bellandi. Luckily, for seven years by his side, the space above his head had stayed clean. Lucian was the youngest Don the Bellandi family had ever seen. He owned the docks, the casinos, and half the South Side’s dirty money, yet he sa

I breathe heavily and resolve that love isn't my thing, this is the second time I'm experiencing heartbreak, and I hate this feeling. My second phone on my table rings again, I check it and see that it's Johnson my assistant, not in the mood for any work today, I switch it off and try to calm myself down. TBC

Aurora had always imagined heartbreak would feel like a sharp, sudden pain, like a knife to the chest, immediate and devastating. As she stood frozen in the doorway of the dimly lit apartment she had shared with Shawn for the last three years; she realized heartbreak wasn’t always so dramatic. Sometimes, it was quiet, and slow; almost a numb, creeping sensation that started at the edges of her mind and worked its way inward, wrapping around her like a vice.

I was deciding. Chapter 25 POV: Lydia Hart I used to think heartbreak was loud. I imagined screaming matches, shattered glass, mascara streaked down my face as I sobbed into the arms of well-meaning friends. I thought pain announced itself, demanded attention, made itself impossible to ignore. I was wrong. Heartbreak is quiet. It sits with you at dawn when the city is still half-asleep and the world hasn’t yet decided whether it’s going to be kind. It breathes beside you like an unwanted companion. It doesn’t rush. It waits.

The windshield wipers swung hard and fast, slicing through the water in layers again and again. The moment Levi said "It's not easy", I watched the red numbers above his head jump again, changing from [327 days, 4 hours, 47 minutes] straight to [289 days, 10 hours, 12 minutes]. All because of a casual, empathetic remark, the countdown to the day he would be leaving me emotionally shortened by more than a month. I closed my eyes, feeling a slight twist in my stomach. "Is the air conditioning a bit too strong for you?" Levi suddenly asked.