Heartbroken Pfp Novels & Stories

▪︎▪︎▪︎ AFTER FIVE YEARS▪︎▪︎▪︎ @AVISHKA POV@ everything got ruined in my life that I tried to change but nothing changed iam broken I want to change but I don't have anyother option left I will do what is best that's it no matter what happens I will protect my loved ones untill my last breathe having no one makes me sad even the days go bad with nobody around

She's not the kind of emotional person that overreacts to something. "Hush now," he whispered while kissing her head. She sobbed. "Why does it hurt, Carson? Why am I hurting? Why do I feel like my heart's been stabbed and it's fucking hurting? I'm not dying, right?" Carson shook his head and held her chin to lift her head. "That's called heartbreak, Baby. Your heart was broken after seeing them." Krysie cried her heart out. "A-Are you happy she's back? That she's alive?"

My Grandma died some few years ago but not after telling me everything I have to know, not after leaving a great burden on my shoulders. It was after her death that I decided to relocate. Thea tried all her best to let me stay but I told her I had to leave for my own good. I know that it is bad and very coward of me to always relocate when I am betrayed. I know I should learn to face my demons but what can a broken person really do? What good can ever come out of a broken Pieces of heart? Thea even insisted to follow me here too but I immediately turned her down and explained things clearly to her and she eventually understood.

' My breath left my lungs in one sharp, silent pull. I tapped it, and my broken heart further shattered into a million pieces. It was Jaden and Valerie, standing in a park, looking all loved up. Jaden even kissed Valerie. I swiped again and again. Every picture told the same story… A happy family. A united front. A man who clearly had no intention of answering my calls. My chest ached in that quiet way heartbreak does when it finally settles in and makes itself permanent. No wonder he wasn’t answering.

Blake P.O.V. I thought I had endured pain before, but hearing my mate break down like this, begging me to end her life and seeing her so completely hopeless and feeling her agony through our bond, breaks me in more ways than I ever thought possible! The tears soak my shirt, but fuck if I care! Even when she turns her head into my chest, and uses me as a cloth to dry her soaked cheeks, I don’t care. I will be everything and anything she needs! The raw feelings of heartache constricts at my heart while she sobs uncontrollably, her fragile body shaking and wrecking at each sob. All of them are a needle sharp stab to my heart and soul, and not for the first time I silently vow to her that she wi

I said with a cracked voice, and continued to sob. "Don't you say that honey, you're amazing. And there is nothing wrong with you at all," she said trying to console me. "Then why such hateful rejection, Why didn't he say something earlier?" I sobbed, leaning on her shoulder. "I can feel what you're going through sweetheart, but..." I interrupted. "Really?" I asked looking up to see her face. "Yes and I..." I interrupted her again. "So you've been left standing at the alter before by someone you thought was your soulmate?" I asked anxiously with tears still dripping on my face.

I couldn't find a single word to say. Hearing my quiet sobs, Diego's tone softened. "Hey, why are you crying? The principal position is gone, but there's still a place for you here. Just come back." Listening to his reassurance, my tears flowed even harder. Five years ago, I played Chopin's "The Farewell Waltz" in this piano shop. I never imagined that the sadness in the music would someday mirror my heartbreak, as if everything had been destined. Just then, my phone buzzed with a text from my lawyer. "Ms. Tucker, your divorce documents are ready and have been sent to your email. Please check them at your convenience."

I suppose this is just something you have to get used to, Sophia. I used to receive messages like this frequently. I had shown screenshots of them to Adrian before, but he would only say that Flora was young and had her childish ways. Then, he'd ask me to be more understanding. Just then, Flora updated her Twitter with a new post. In the photos, Adrian was personally placing expensive jewelry on her as she pressed close to him. They looked charming and cute together, and Flora looked completely different from her heartbroken appearance from earlier. The caption read, "He bought me such sparkling jewelry just because I said I like it. Who wouldn't love a man like this?"

But our silence was the indication of our destruction. It is the proof of, how messed up we are. *** Hello pretty readers! I love all of you so much, because of you people "Heartbreaker wife" got featured on the weekly dashboard. Thank you so much. Toodles Yours lovely CeeCee

Her fingers flew across her keyboard as she hacked into the app, bypassing the payment requirement with ease. With access granted, she created a profile, answering questions and uploading a photo. As she browsed through matches, her eyes landed on a profile that caught her attention. Max, 28, with piercing blue eyes and a charming smile. His bio read: "Adventure-seeking writer looking for a partner in crime." Isabelle's heart skipped a beat as she swiped right, her mind racing with possibilities. She waited anxiously for a response, her phone finally buzzing with a message from Max.