Frase Para Que Le Duela Mga Nobela at Kwento

she whispered, her voice a ragged, broken sound, barely audible through her sobs, "why does it still hurt like hell?" The question ripped through her, tearing at her already raw emotions. The truth had been revealed, his innocence confirmed, and yet the pain was still excruciating. It was a phantom ache, a ghost limb of a relationship that had died a slow, agonizing death long before Sophia’s final blow.

[Ava] "Little doll please come back to me," I've heard these words countless times from afar, and I have tried so hard to say I am here, but I just can't I felt my heart aching so badly like I had been stabbed with a dagger, it felt as if it was ripping into pieces, what's wrong with me? Why is it hurting so much?

she moaned out in pain because he was penetrating her till her core that she started feeling a little pain. (Translation: Aaahh... I can't take it...) "Cállate y tómalo como una perra necesitada que eres." He growled out making her flinch because he was already frustrated. (Translation: Shut up and take it like a needy little bitch you are.)

Ella let out a frustrated shriek making her fist into a ball. "Everyone is leaving me. No one loves me. No one understands me. No one wants me. Am I really this bad that everyone is just leaving my side." She broke down and fell to her knees. She screamed in agony between her cries. Tears were streaming down her eyes and her heart was burning with unbearable pain.

I frowned. “I won’t go if you don’t.” He also sat up straight, holding my hands. “And… you shouldn’t care about what others say about you.” “Do you know how hard it is for a pain that you’ve been dealing with for so many years to have salt rubbed on it? Do you know how hard it is for me to deal with insults every time? Just because I’m poor or because I’m facing a particular challenge? Do you know how hard it is to deal with being—”

True love covers all pain. --Ellyza

Standing at the breaking point. Letting the fracture speak.

said Reya dryly, sneering at like a sentence she often hears from the man's lips. "Apart from being a fool, what can you do? Even if you are asked by someone to replace an item that you accidentally damaged, you will still replace it even though you are poor? Because stupid people tend not to think." (tanda miring) That's a sentence that always makes Reya sick of hearing it. She knows that he is not a person with abundant wealth, but her boss should be aware that everything he says always hurts her who doesn't even know anything. And now she is just trying to reverse the hurtful words, without care feeling that her boss will be angry or not, hear or not.

“I know it hurts. It hurts like hell, doesn’t it?” The words twisted like a knife in Ellaya’s chest. She bit down hard on her trembling lip, forcing herself to her feet. Her legs were weak, her body swaying slightly, but she stood her ground. She knew she looked pathetic—her clothes damp with sweat and clinging to her, her face a mess of tears and pain. And yet, she lacked the strength to care.

She lifted her face to meet her husband's face. "¿Y si tu herida se rompiera? Tanto como quiera, pero no puedo dejar que sufras de dolor. (What if your wound would break? As much as I want to, but I can't let you suffer from pain)." She touched his hand and placed it on her heart.