Novel & Cerita His Belated Love Is Worth Nothing

My girlfriend had spent three years chasing the one who got away. The night before our wedding, the two of them trashed her bride's dress together. I wanted to call it off. She just laughed it off. "I only wanted to make sure I wouldn't regret my youth. From now on I'm all yours, so can't you be a little generous about it?" So I turned around and prepared a grand gift for them instead, wishing them a lifetime of happiness. Later, she came back crying, begging me to forgive her. I held up my hand and let my wedding ring catch the light. "Sorry. I'm married."

" Then he kissed me again, soft and sensual, conveying to me through that small contact of lips promises he had yet to speak aloud. "Let me show you that not everyone will hurt you. That not everyone will use you. That you're worth being loved." I dropped my eyes. Worth being loved? "I've never been worth anything. To anyone," I whispered brokenly. My heart lurched at the utterance of those words. At how heartbreakingly true they really were. I had never meant anything to anyone. Not even my parents could find the most minute reason to love me. Why would anyone else?

Everybody started dancing and vibing the beats. “oh, I’m good at keeping my distance I know that you’re the feeling I’m missing you know that I hate to admit it but everything is nothing if I can’t have you I can’t write one song that’s not about you can’t drink without thinking about you Is it too late to tell you that everything means nothing if I can’t have you,” “I can’t write one song that’s not about you can’t drink without thinking about you is it too late to tell you that everything means nothing if I can’t have you,”

And what I hear, breaks my heart. The girl who is working the counter, her name is Carmen, which I now know is the ex girlfriend of Jace. Is tell her friend, Skyler, that her and Jace have worked everything out and that he finally dropped the “uptight American girl”. I feel a single tear slide down my cheek as I turn and walk out of the café, I’ve never felt more humiliated about anything in my life. As soon as I’m far enough away from the café I let the tears really fall, because he never actually loved me and he must have just wanted to cross “American girl” off a list of things he wanted to accomplish.

“Please, Beth. Pull through. I’ll make this right. I’ll fix everything. I was wrong, I love you, I love you…You’re my fated mate. There will never be anyone like you again.” What a hypocrite. Who was it that had said to her that being fated to each other meant nothing? Who was it that had said their mate bond was useless and meant nothing to him, that she was replaceable and he had already used up everything she could offer him? As he prayed over her and begged her to come back to him, she let her mind drift away at last into the darkness. She could hold on no longer, not even for her precious daughter. Her time was up.

“All of that is just for you. I want to repay the debt I owe you, not because I want myself to be at peace, but because I want you to give me a chance to start again, I like you..." Derek talked so much that his voice was dry, he coughed so much that his shoulders shook but his back remained straight. “You like me?” Bertha's red lips pursed tightly, she looked down at him for a long moment. Her eyes were quiet and still, her voice was cold as ice, without any warmth. “You said that three years late and I still don't feel moved. To me, this late love is cheaper than roadside weeds.” “You want to start again? Impossible."

With each word of affection and devotion, Emiliano could feel the weight of his betrayal pressing down on him. Yet, he repeated the mantra in his head: this is for a life. Rhea’s safety and well-being were paramount. “If I haven’t proven to you how much I care, then I don’t know what will,” Emiliano said, desperation creeping into his voice. “But I’m not giving up. I will do whatever it takes to show you that I love you.” Rhea studied him for a long moment, her expression unreadable. Finally, she nodded. “Okay,” she said, a hint of vulnerability in her voice. “I’ll give you another chance.”

I have been watching them going out for lunch and giggling over silly videos, all while he kept bringing her coffee to her desk like a lovesick puppy just to have a chat. And honestly, it’s ridiculous. But who am I kidding? Anybody who doesn't fall for his kind soul is an idiot. “It’s…it’s just…he is your beloved,” she stutters. “But there is more. He—” Exhaling irritated, I glare at her as she trembles with rage. “The concept of the beloved is just something for the weak…and the animals, so they can believe they can find some happiness while being cursed. It’s ridiculous and you know it. I wouldn’t know why I should keep him. My head aches all the time.”

I thought I loved my best friend but it turns out that I have fallen in love with this general who doesn’t even care about me. “Despite everything you have done to me, the way you made a mess of me when you took my virginity..despite all of that, ny heart still chose you” “I am bad for you, Adele” he responds without looking at me, “do not fall in love with me” “It’s not that easy to just turn off” “It is!!” He yells, finally turning to me, “I can’t offer you anything but pain so turn it off.. that damned feeling, turn it off”

"The sleaze." Rowan chuckled softly. "But Bri loves it. The second she gets home, she insists I take a shower and then—" "Enough. I don't want to hear it." "Whether you want to hear it or not, it's the truth. She's crazy about my body. Your 20 years of history don't even matter. People just choose who they're most compatible with in bed." Hendrix didn't feel like wasting any more time on Rowan. He turned to walk away. "Go ahead and perform your little show. I don't have the time to watch."