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Gore opened his eyes to the raising sun, and the feeling of being watched. “Gurt!" Harlow was excited to see him awake. He leaned his head slightly to the left to look at the smiling child. “Gurt!" She jumped on him, causing him to wince. "Harlow," he grunted out, his chest still hurt, and his wound hadn't healed yet. She smiled at him, still sitting on his chest. "Easy on him Harlow," Karina pulled her off Gore's chest, then pushed her gently out the door.

“Tonight, you let yourself break. Tomorrow, we face your mother’s funeral together. The day after that… we’ll figure it out.” My hands found their way to his chest, feeling his heartbeat strong and steady under my palms. “What if I’m too broken?” “Impossible.” His lips brushed my temple, so gentle it made my heart ache. “You’re the strongest person I know.” The dam broke. All the grief, fear, and exhaustion of the past days crashed over me at once. I crumpled against him, and his arms wrapped around me, holding me together as I fell apart. “I keep seeing it,” I whispered against his chest. “The way James looked at you when he pulled that trigger. His own brother. How can someone hate that mu

“I’ve already moved on…” But my heart, cruel, stubborn, and treacherous, refused to cooperate. Tears blurred my vision before I even realized they had begun falling. God, I freaking hate this. Hated how easily the pain resurfaced. I hated how deeply it still cut. Hated how his name alone could undo me. “Why…” My voice cracked, barely audible in the emptiness of the room. “Why does it still hurt?” No answer. There never was. Because some wounds do not heal. They simply learn how to sleep. And tonight, mine had awakened.

Ash said so I looked at him. "Why did you put a band-aid on my finger? There's no wound on that." I asked completely ignoring what he had said. "Your finger doesn't have a wound, but your heart has, it's even quite huge and since I can't put a band-aid on the wound in your heart, I'll just put it on your finger. Didn't we believe before that whatever wounds we have, can be healed by this band-aid and our wounds heal immediately? I hope that whatever medicine this band-aid has will flow to your heart and heal the wounds in your heart, I know that, unlike a physical wound, the wound in the heart will take longer to heal, but I hope it will gradually reduce the pain and anger in your heart and

"They beat her every single day. They burned her with cigarette butts, shocked her with electric batons, and carved words into her body." "What did they carve into her?" Jeremy's voice was shaking so much he hardly recognized it as his own. "I don't know many words." Zayne's eyes reddened, but he desperately held back his tears. "I only recognized the letter 'G.' They said she'd offended Mr. Grant's lover." Jeremy stood up so fast his chair toppled behind him. He crossed the room and seized Zayne by the collar, hauling him off the couch. "You're lying!" Zayne dangled in his grip without crying or fighting back.

I never knew love could hurt like this and I started wishing to never know what love is. The unbearable pain made me long for someone to hug and comfort me. I began calling upon my father's name, seeking refuge and solace. The hurt ran deeper than anger. The realization that I was in danger at the hands of my own mate shattered my heart. Holding my ripped dress, I tried to cover myself, left alone with the overflow of misery inside me.

It pulsed violently against my skin, responding to the fear, betrayal, and heartbreak crashing through me like a storm. Every beat sent a fresh wave of agony through my veins, like fire coursing beneath my flesh. I clutched at it, but it only grew hotter, tighter, as though feeding on my anguish with ravenous delight. Too much. It was all too much.

- Riven I run my finger down the length of my wound, which is already starting to scar. The only thing that leaves me concerned is the fact that it still aches after all this time. I don’t know what that bitch Kera used to try and take me down, but whatever it is, it’s leaving a lasting effect.

He looked sad and hurt. “I don’t know Farris. I am sorry that I am so broken and putting this pain on you both.” “Garrett and I love you, mate. You are our mate and we will never hurt you, I promise you. We will never leave you, kitty.” Garrett’s eyes came back to his human side. Tears fall from his eyes. “Baby, I am so sorry that you had to go through that. I will never do that to you, baby.” The promise in his voice had so much sincerity in it the last piece of ice that held my heart from healing melted away.