Emotionally Sensitive Novels & Stories

“Very solid. What do you think, Mr. Thompson?” “Numbers are fine,” malamig niyang sagot. “But I want the emotional engagement to be deeper. Riskier. Bolder.” Napatingin ako sa kanya. Ang mga mata niya ay diretso sa akin. Hindi sa presentation. Hindi sa board. Sa akin. Emotional engagement. Riskier. Bolder. Alam kong hindi lang trabaho ang tinutukoy niya. Ito na naman siya ang mapangahas na lalaking hindi marunong maghiwalay ng damdamin at trabaho.

he said. Umiwas siya ng tingin dito at humugot ng malalim na hininga. She tried to sniff and stop herself from being so emotional, ngunit hindi niya talaga mapigilan, e. Humugot siya ng malalim na hininga at mariing kinagat ang ibabang labi. She’s trying to do her best to compose herself. But hell… what the hell is happening to her? Bakit sobrang sensitive naman yata niya?

Sa bawat salita niya, naramdaman ko ang init na tumataas sa dibdib ko. Ang kanyang boses—karaniwan nitong malamig at kontrolado—ay may kaunting pag-ungol ng emosyon na palihim niyang ipinapakita. Ang katawan ko ay biglang naging sensitibo sa bawat galaw niya, bawat paglapit niya.

How could this be more than good? Yung emotional response nito ngayong araw, mas intense pa kaysa sa lahat ng emotional feedback nito buong taon!

"I wanted to dislike you so terribly. I wanted to despise you with all my heart, because that's what you do when you break up with someone, right? Every inch of my flesh that you touched made me want to pull it off. I never expected hearing your name to make every hair on my body rise up and my heart plummet to my stomach. I wanted to forget all the happy experiences and measure them against the terrible, but I couldn't do it. I couldn't bring myself to despise the guy who had previously been my universe, my safe haven. I couldn't force myself to unlove someone I cared about so much!" My eyes are closing and succumbing on sleep cause my eyes are exhausted from crying, my heart battered by pa

[17] LIONEL'S POV The cold night air was quickly replaced by the warmth of the Cultural Center, thick with the scent of expensive champagne. But no matter where I stood, all I could feel was the warmth of her touch on my palms. It was a lapse in judgment. Nagpadala ako sa emosyon na kahit kailan ay hindi ko pa nagagawa. In the world of business, emotion is a liability. Everything I do as the CEO of Lazaro Medical Group must be calculated, logical, and shall be at the company's best interest. But earlier, while we were dancing under the moonlight, the walls I built so carefully nearly crumbled.

Umiling si Kate, medyo lumabo na sa isip niya ang mga panahong 'yun pero parang totoo nga. Inirapan niya ito. "Tigilan mo nga ang pagiging sentimental mo dyan, wala ka pang treinta para magmukhang matanda." "Ang psychological age ay nakadepende sa estado ng emosyon, hindi sa edad. Sa loob ng isang taong ito, parang tumanda ako ng sampu—hindi, baka nga dekada ang inilaan ko sa sobrang pagsisisi." Ayaw ni Kate sa ganitong seryoso at madamdaming usapan, kaya akala niya ay tatayo na siya para umalis, pero narinig niyang nagpatuloy ito.

Kung masyado lang ba akong sensitive ngayong araw o dahil sa nilalagnat ako. Ever since that time that I was left by biological mother, I've never thought that those episodes would be this fatal to me. Hindi ako kailanman nakaramdam ng ganito sa tanang buhay ko. Wala akong natatandaan na nagkaroon ako ng ganitong sakit. Although I have some anxiety attacks kapag sobrang nag-aalala ako sa isang sitwasyon. Pero hindi pa nangyayari sa akin ito na may isang sitwasyon na nagpapaalala sa akin sa nakaraan and make it look like the greatest nightmare of my life. This is the very first time that I have encountered this. At nang dahil dito ay nag-iiba na rin ang mood ko. I've been too sensitive with w

Legacy's face contorted with frustration, his own emotions a tangled mess as he struggled to find the right words. "Summer, you're overreacting!" "Overreacting?" Summer's voice cracked, the tears in her eyes a testament to the pain that coursed through her veins. "How am I supposed to react? Should I just stand here and pretend this doesn't hurt?" The room seemed to close in around them, the walls echoing their voices and the shattered remnants of their love. Summer's resolve hardened as her emotions intensified, her anger a fire that threatened to consume her.

Pero agad ding bumalik sa seryoso niyang mukha. "Isa pa. Dito, bawal ang pagiging emosyonal sa trabaho. Hindi pwedeng naapektuhan ka ng personal na bagay habang nagtatrabaho. Malinaw?" Malinaw na malinaw. Pero paano kung ‘yung boss mo mismo ang sanhi ng emosyon? Jusko, paano na? “Opo sir, malinaw po. Trabaho muna bago feelings,” seryoso kong sagot, sabay pilit ngiti.