روايات وقصص ضمن He Destroyed Her In His First Life In His Second He Gave Her Everything He Never Did

“What?” “I loved once,” he said, his voice thick with memory. “And I destroyed her. My mate died because I couldn’t protect her from my world, from the enemies I made, from myself. I was so caught up in power and vengeance, I couldn’t see the danger until it was too late. I’ve lived every day since then with that blood on my hands. I swore I’d never let anyone get close again.”

I had killed a lot of forces,spilled blood to get to where I am presently. 'Hey!...you're going to hurt me. I can see your expression right in your face.' She mumbled like a little baby. She looks really cute. I smiled. 'I'm not going to hurt you...babe.' I said and her little eyes lit up. 'Seriously? For real?' She asked and I nodded. She then embraced me again. Staying in this position reminded me of her. My first love. Hannah. I fought back the tears that threatened to come down and stood up.

But he shakes his head, unable to speak. After a long moment, he raises his eyes to mine. His features are ravaged, but his gaze is clear. — You have nothing to be forgiven for, Lyra. Nothing. He takes my hand, brings it to his lips. — It’s her who destroyed everything, not you. Never you. His words resonate in me like a promise. I feel my tears double, but this time, they are tears of love. A love that has no form, no certainty, but still exists.

“I promised the world that if fate ever gave me another chance, just another chance to live this life, I’d destroy everyone who touched you. I’d change everything. I’d never be powerless again. I'll never let you be someone else's... You would be mine...” My head shook violently. “No. No, you didn’t— You wouldn’t— Why would you do that?” My words came out in broken fragments. “Why would you throw your life away for me?” He didn’t answer immediately. He just looked at me. Like I was everything. “You had a life,” I whispered, tears blurring my vision. “You could have lived. You didn’t have to die with me.” He cupped my face, his thumb brushing away my tears.

“But it won’t. It’ll just make me blind.” His hands clenched at his sides. “You don’t understand what I stand to lose.” I laughed then quiet, broken. “I understand better than you think. I’ve already lost you once.” That did it. He looked at me sharply. “What?” I swallowed. “In my first life… when everything fell apart… you were there. You didn’t save me. You didn’t confess anything. You just stood at my funeral.” His breath caught. “I saw you,” I whispered. “You thought no one noticed.”

“You wanted me to lose the baby.” “I wanted you to lose everything.” She stopped in front of me. “Your baby. Your sanity. Dante’s trust. I wanted you broken. Alone. Destroyed.” “Why?” “Because that’s what you did to me!” Tears filled her eyes. Real ones. Rage and pain. “You destroyed my life! So I’ll destroy yours!” “I never meant to” “I don’t care what you meant!” She grabbed my arm. Hard. “You took him from me. Made him love you. Got pregnant with his child twice! While I got nothing! NOTHING!”

“Maybe I needed to! Because he broke me first!” I stared at her. She looked… wrecked. And still stunning. A ruin you couldn’t look away from. “I wasn’t going to ask,” I said, voice quiet. “But now I need to know. What is he to you?” Her chin trembled, just slightly. And then she whispered, “He was everything.” I felt my gut twist. “And now?” “Now?” She scoffed. “He’s the ghost I can’t exercise. He’s the scar that doesn’t fade.”

“And now he thinks everything between us was a scam and I was using him.” “Oh,” She breathed, reaching to hold my hand. “But they’re real. I know you love him.” “But does he believe that?” I gave her a look, sobbing. “He thinks I wouldn’t have loved him in my first life but I would have. I just didn’t even know him. We were never anything. Everything now is new!” She closed her eyes, pulling me into a hug. I stiffened, shocked at first, and then broke into the hug, sobbing against her shoulder.

“I’ve always been better-looking than you.” She laughed again, but the sound quickly became a sob. Orien lifted his hand and touched her cheek. “Don’t cry.” “I can’t lose you.” “You already did.” “No.” “Listen to me” His voice weakened. “The thing that came back with me… it isn’t gone. You separated it from the universe, but it will always search for a way to return.” “I’ll destroy it.” “You can’t.” “I am the First Origin.” “And you are also the woman who loved me.”

“She made everything feel so easy. Being around her, wanting her, believing her. You didn’t question anything because you didn’t want to ruin what you thought you had.” “That’s how she kept people close.” “Perhaps.” I watched him carefully. “Do you still love her?” Hart’s eyes returned to mine. For a moment, he seemed to consider the question. “I don’t know.” It was an honest answer, perhaps the first one he’d given me that day. “She destroyed everything she touched,” he added. “I know that now. But knowing what someone is capable of doesn’t automatically erase what you once felt for them.” I understood that more than I wanted to admit.