Novel & Cerita Depressing Realizations

She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.

He wake me up at midnight and took me again, and another one at dawn until I totally pass out. I woke up in the afternoon and I can't feel my lower half, I tried to move and I saw a painkiller and water at the night stand, I reach it and drink two pills. I wait to kick in the medicine and move again. As I sat I see that I was still naked under the duvet. I was looking for Pete but he was nowhere to be found, and it sank in my mind that maybe he regret being with me and my heart aches.

Appearances are not everything, they are mostly deceptive, I can prove that myself. - So please, consider what I said, even though I may look like a crazy person, standing in this room, after almost being buried alive by recent events, I can assure you that I am being as sane as possible here. - Her gaze had changed, she had realized that she really meant it.

His back was a bit hunched, his vitality replaced by weariness. Back then, my mother remarked, "If they hadn't torn each other apart, his success wouldn't have been any less than your dad's. Your aunt and cousins would still be living in luxury. Sadly, they mistook bitterness for strength and hurt themselves in the process. What was the point?" I suddenly remembered Derrick mentioning "self-destruction" last night. I couldn't quite recall the exact words, but it was something like, "Smart women know better than to engage in pointless fights. It benefits no one."

A smile unconsciously tugged at my lips. Later that night, there was a soft knock on the door. I opened it to find Jessica standing outside, looking haggard and anxious. "We need to talk," she said. I stepped aside to let her in. She wrung her hands together and worked up the courage to say, "Zachary, I've always wanted my husband to be you. I've been waiting for you. Marcus' temper is getting worse, and he spends money lavishly. I…" I couldn't hold back a derisive laugh. "Waiting for me? Jessica, do you even believe your own words? What do you take me for, someone you can just summon and dismiss as you please?"

My pace of thrusts increased. One last thrust and then I spilled completely inside Melissa. She came again shaking under me as I supported her with my body weight. I grabbed my pants and put them on quickly leaving her alone even before she could object like she did every night. I had done my duty to my mate and the pack once more. But every time I didn’t feel an inch of excitement. Hopefully, the moon goddess would acknowledge it this time. I received a mind link from Christopher. “You might want to come to the infirmary.”

Adrian stared at the dark stain, then gave a cold laugh. “Fake blood?” he said. “You really prepared everything.” I tried to tell him it was real, but no sound came out. The pain spread through my body. My knees gave way, and I collapsed onto the marble floor. It was freezing. Adrian was still speaking above me, but his voice grew farther and farther away. I stared at the chandelier until the light blurred. Then I lay there, unable to move. And I never got up again.

Depression has different faces. After the terrible visit that Joshua makes to Diane, she decides that it is time to end the relationship with him for good and she was not going to agree to any of his blackmails, so, that depression that for many days accompanied her was dissolving completely, she did not have the slightest intention to continue suffering for the man who had abused and disrespected her completely, she takes a shower and gets ready, she was ready to return to the mansion.

Would you still think it was your fault? Remy sounded more and more hysterical as she went on. Soon, she was yelling out the second half of her words. Her arrogance aside, everything she said was true. Without my parents and Blake's tacit approval, my disappointment wouldn't have turned into despair and I wouldn't have chosen to leave this world. My mom's body shook, and she collapsed on the ground. She covered her face with her hands, unable to stop her tears anymore. When I saw this, I didn't feel happy at all. Since I no longer cared, their regrets didn't affect me in the slightest.

That very night, after I sent the evidence, Janet posted an outrage-filled update. [Who's so jealous of me that they'd use fake videos and AI-edited photos to frame me and ruin my relationship? If I find out who did this, I swear I won't let them off!] Just as I expected, the moment he saw the evidence, the rich heir dumped Janet without a second thought, like throwing trash.