He Broke My Heart Then Begged For Forgiveness Novels & Stories

Because when he untied my hand wrapped around his waist, my world completely collapsed. The tears bravely fought earlier have defeatedly streamed faster in my eyes. Each drawing of pain in my heart only deepens the entrapment with each passing second. But I was determined to get him back. I need to get his forgiveness. Gradually my two knees bent until they hit the rough cement. In that position I hugged him again, on his thighs, begging him to forgive me. I could no longer help myself but let out the sob that had been warning came out of my mouth. The tears in my eyes did not subside but only got worse.

I told her, keeping my voice firm, yet gentle. Instead of responding, she fell into my arms and started crying. I held her, letting her cry for as long as she needed. It broke my heart, but I wasn’t about to turn back on the thing I believed I was meant to do. I just hoped that one day, she would forgive me.

I have nothing anymore. “I would be able to forgive how you torture me with this marriage, but losing the baby that showed me hope to live? That's what I can never forgive you—all of you. You didn't just kill me, you also killed our child!” “I'm sorry, Faith. I'm so sorry! I know that I have been cruel and I will never deny that,” he knelt on the floor and now begged me. Do you know what I see? Myself. That is exactly how I did the same when I begged him to stay.

His body shakes, the weight of everything finally breaking him. “She’ll hate us,” he says, his voice cracking, his eyes filled with a raw, agonising pain. “She might,” I admit, trying to muster a reassuring smile. “But you said she told you she loved you. If that’s true, she can forgive you, Jax. I promise.” God, I hope I’m right. I don’t know what he’ll do if she doesn’t. He collapses to the floor, and I’m there in an instant, wrapping my arms around him, holding him as he breaks down.

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*

I was fucked up. I, obviously, depended my whole life on him. I trusted him with my whole soul and I loved him with everything without expecting him to hurt me in the end because he was like a knight in shining Armani. He saved me from hell yet he gave me worse; how? My heart clenches at the memory. ''Kill me. Please, Elis. Just kill me.'' I beg, tears are streaming down my cheeks as he hold me tightly in his arms; trying to make me think and feel that there's still hope but I'm broken. Too broken.

The heartbreak did break her but she sure had moved pass it. Every single words broke him the more. “I am sorry, so sorry. I was stupid and I was a fool. I was greedy. I am so sorry… please forgive me.” He begged, his eyes not leaving her face. “It's okay –” He cuts off her words as he crawled to her feet, he held her feet and bowed, his tears falling on her feet. “Please forgive me… Aliyah please. I don't think I can survive with you looking at me with hatred and irritation. Please, forgive me. I will do anything for your forgiveness.”

I told her aggressively. " This is it, he broke me. I don't think I'll ever be whole again, I will never love or trust a man." I cried

He trailed off, raking his fingers through his hair. “You thought?” I arched an eyebrow. “When you told me you'd explain things to me later, I never thought it would be anything like that. Goddess! I trusted you, Clinton! I did trust you, handed my heart to you, and after shattering it the first time, you went ahead and broke it. Now… it can't be mended.” “I know I messed up. I know I don't deserve you, but please, can you forgive me and give me a chance to tell you the truth?” He pleaded with his eyes, hands cupped like he was saying a prayer.

I thought I was never going to have that moment in my life again. I was sobbing quietly while hiding in my dad's arms. Dad pulled away from me. Although I didn't want to pull away from him. He cupped my face with both of his hands. He wiped my tears with the pads of his thumbs then pecked my forehead. "You don't have to cry, my baby. I am so sorry for everything I said to you. I should never have said that in the first place. I know I have broken your heart. Will you forgive me, my baby?" Dad asked me in a guilty tone while he was staring into my eyes. He was caressing my cheeks with his thumbs. I couldn't stop my tears but I forced a small smile on my face.