Friend Broken Trust Quotes Novels & Stories

Dominic’s sharp senses never missed anything, sometimes he just did not bother to care, like in the past. “Yes. That’s all I am asking.” He spoke as if the trust was just a mere worthless coin to bet on a gambling table. Didn’t he understand yet how important trust is? It was worth more than everything, even more than this thing we call ‘love’, that when the trust was broken, it could never be returned to its complete and original state anymore, no matter how much you forgive and forget. I let out a hollow laugh, shaking my head. “That’s all? Do you have any idea how impossible that feels right now?”

She tossed and turned at night, thinking about what had happened at her work. She knew what was happening but she didn't want to believe it. Same as seeing that your partner is cheating on you then you say no I don't believe this I still want to see more then I will. One problem about Candice was that she trusted people so much yet it doesn't have to be that way. The only issue with trusting, like one author says " TRUST IS LIKE A GLASS, ONCE BROKEN IT CANNOT BE FIXED". Trust, belief, disappointments, pain and hurt have taught humans not to trust so much, even if we decide to, the space for disappointment has got to be there.

“God, Georgia, I want to believe you so badly. But you keep giving me reasons not to.” Her face crumpled, pain filling her eyes. And the moment the words left me, I hated myself more than I ever thought possible. Georgia’s voice cracked through the glass, broken and raw. “If you can’t believe me, Henry… then who will?”

Smith said and I responded with a toothy grin. “We most definitely are.” This was going to be the start of something that would completely ruin them all, Trust was the best asset any man could have because it gave you the ability to break a person and I had just made my choice

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*

Sam Caressed her hair and continued, " I am not a Nightmare. I am the man ,of your dreams .I am the man of your soul .I am the man of your heart and also the Beat. Each and every beat until now , whispered my name .And I want this to remain forever " He separated Sathya from his embrace and cupped her face with genuine concern on his eyes , he stared at the brown eyes which had the shades of tears , " You said ,I have broken your trust ,right ??? Then ,let me ask you something ??? Broken trust can't be fixed .But ,if we permit ourself . We can rebuild a new trust " Sathya's toes curled .Her lips ,parted without knowing what to speak .But ,shes not a fool once again to get hurt .She can't lea

Without my side. I get him. But I can't help but to feel so broken and disappointed with him. For the second time, I felt my heart breaking into pieces. He's the second man I trusted, and he's just gonna break me like this. I can't believe I trusted him. I was so stupid. I thought he's the only one I could trust. I thought he'll always believe me? He promised but it was true… promises are made to be broken and I hate it. I hate promises. He's no different from Hans. He's no different at all.

I wanted to believe him. God, I wanted to. But the damage wasn’t just cracks—it was ruins. You can’t just walk back into a burned-down house and pretend it still feels like home. “I don’t know how to trust you,” I said, barely audible. “I don’t know if I can.” His breath hitched. “I’ll earn it,” he said. “Not with words. Not with promises. But with everything I have left. You don’t even have to give me your heart back, just… let me hold the pieces I broke. I’ll carry them if you let me.”

Time seemed to come to a halt, and suddenly, like someone had pulled the switch somewhere, something snapped. “Xavier,” my voice cracked “You don't understand. It's not what it looks like. I…” I trailed off after that, not because I wanted to, but because I had no idea what I was going to say. Unless I could find a way to get into his mind, I wasn't sure there was a way to actually convince him otherwise. I was still all in my thoughts when he finally spoke, and believe me when I said what he said wasn't pretty “One day,” his voice was quiet but lethal, “you’ll learn how quickly trust can be broken.”

Her fingers tightened around the pen just for a second which didn’t get unnoticed by me . Otherwise there was no other reaction from her end. Quickly she composed herself . “Do you believe trust, once broken, can ever be rebuilt?” She asked next. My gaze lifted and met hers. Once again she shifted . Subtle but intentional. “It depends,” I said. “Some times it can be repaired .” I paused for a brief second. “Others… just leave behind.” I turned my attention towards her. Her grip stilled this time. It was not tightened like other times. It just stilled. As if she had forgotten to move.