Hurt Feeling Broken Trust Quotes Novels & Stories

She tossed and turned at night, thinking about what had happened at her work. She knew what was happening but she didn't want to believe it. Same as seeing that your partner is cheating on you then you say no I don't believe this I still want to see more then I will. One problem about Candice was that she trusted people so much yet it doesn't have to be that way. The only issue with trusting, like one author says " TRUST IS LIKE A GLASS, ONCE BROKEN IT CANNOT BE FIXED". Trust, belief, disappointments, pain and hurt have taught humans not to trust so much, even if we decide to, the space for disappointment has got to be there.

Trusting Rue had been a choice I made with my whole heart, but now, it felt like a mistake that I couldn't take back. As I uttered those words, the reality of the situation hit me with full force, and I couldn't help but feel the crushing weight of my shattered trust. Charles remained silent beside me, a comforting presence in the midst of my pain, but even his presence couldn't ease the ache in my heart.

He can't live without you, and neither can I. Looking at his affectionate appearance, I would definitely be moved and unable to resist following him back if I had not been given a second chance at life. Now, my heart was only filled with peace, without the slightest emotion. I looked at him calmly and slowly replied, "Titus, I don't want to experience that piercing pain of being wronged and ignored by you again. Trust is like a mirror; the cracks will always remain even if you piece it back together after it's broken. Your regret now is more about the resentment of loss and remembering my sacrifices, not about truly understanding me and genuinely knowing where you did wrong."

I stand up and walk slowly to him, I hold his hand again, resting my forehead on his back feeling his breathing, “pain doesn't define us Justin, it makes us stronger” He turns to me, his eyes dim, glossy with tears, “who broke us?” he says softly, touching my face softly. His touch was raw, deep, painful, he didn't move, he just stared at me with a sad face…I could feel it. “I have been broken a long time ago, I always say my heart doesn't even beat anymore that's how damaged I am” I chuckle wryly, “there's no point in having a heart right? Cara thinks I'm heartless, my mother thinks I lack compassion and you…you think I'm just…stock up”

I had been prepared, ready to tell him that I loved him, and that love had been there from the moment we first crossed paths. The dreams I had for the two of us ended in pain, and in the end, I was left shattered and I don't know if there's anyone who can put me back together because I know myself that the broken trust and love can never be mended. We were fine this morning. Why did this happen all of a sudden? Why was there no warning so that I could at least be prepared? B-because it hurts. I-I can't handle it." *****

Did she laugh behind my back? “What are you feeling?” he asked, his voice snapping me back to reality. “Broken,” I whispered truthfully. “I trusted her, told her things about him, she knew what he had done and still she…” I choked on the words, unsure of how I was going to go on. “You have to be broken, she had hurt you,” he said, his hand squeezing my shoulder. “But I am so angry, I want to make them feel the pain that I am feeling, I want to…”

Everything seemed to come back to my mind again. I don’t know what I should do. I’m confused, scared with what I might learn. I’m scared that what I’m about to learn will break me more into pieces. I don’t want this anymore. I’m fed up of being weak and how I always need to fix my broken self. If only… If only he loves me… I’ll be able to at least accept everything.

But still, his heart felt all warm and fuzzy . "Promise me, Anthony, you will leave her and come back to me" . When he heard the next sentence coming from her, he felt like his heart was poked with a thousand needles . The pain surged in like a dark cloud blocking all the light and happiness and gripped him from all sides . One moment he felt like he was on cloud nine and the very next all his hopes were smashed into pieces . He took a deep breath and consoled his heart like had been doing since ages . Then he held her Pinky finger with his own and said -

The door closed gently behind her, but the sound echoed like thunder. Inside the room, she leaned against the wood, breath shaking free. Tears finally slipped down her cheeks—not loud, not dramatic, just quiet evidence of something precious cracking under the weight of too many unspoken truths. Outside, Damian remained where he was, staring at the closed door, chest tight with a realization he could no longer escape. Trust, once broken, didn’t shatter loudly. It fractured silently—until everything built upon it could no longer stand.

“They could have tapped his phone or intercepted his communications.” I nodded slowly. It made sense. Which meant our enemies were far more powerful than I had imagined. “What do we do now?” I asked. Matteo glanced at me, eyes filled with something softer. “I’ll help you, Alessia. But you have to let me in. You have to trust me.” The weight of our past pressed down on me. All the lies. The betrayal. The pain. But I had no choice. “Okay,” I whispered tiredly.