I Know I Deserve More I Just Never Said It Mga Nobela at Kwento

Before he got close enough to try anything, I stood up, breathing heavily, angry. "You’re crazy! I love my husband!" I was surprised by my own statement. Ethan looked up, stunned. "That’s right! I LOVE HIM!" I shouted louder, excited by my own words. "And you know what!? I also love myself enough to realize that I don’t deserve this!" I pointed at both of us. "I’m not here to end up as the woman you settle for because things didn’t work out. I don’t deserve that! I’m worth more than that! And even if I were single, I wouldn’t go back to you. Actually, I’m too much for you, and that’s why you let me go—you don’t deserve me!"

The room was deathly still. "I don’t deserve forgiveness," he said, his voice cracking slightly. "But I want her to know that I see her. That I admire her. That even if she never speaks to me again, I hope she finds happiness. Because she deserves that. She deserves everything good this world has to offer. Please, don’t let me or anyone else hold you back… because you are the best thing that has ever happened to me.."

I keep holding him, running my fingers through his hair, whispering soft reassurances until the tension in his body starts to ease. For a moment, there’s silence. Just the two of us, sitting on the floor in the dark, surrounded by the shattered pieces of his phone and the weight of everything left unsaid. Finally, he whispers, “I don’t deserve this.” “Yes, you do,” I reply gently. “You deserve help. You deserve to get better. You deserve to be happy.” He doesn’t respond, but I can feel the weight of those words sinking in, slowly, hesitantly, as if he’s not sure whether to believe them yet. But it’s a start.

I deserved it. To be continued...!

Please say something! This situation just got SO MUCH WORSE. Why? What the hell did I do to deserve this? I have never cheated… before... or maybe now. I try to be kind and understanding. I've dealt with enough, thanks to my parents. I think I deserve a better life after them!

I said, my words are frantic and clumsy. "Mel... I don't deserve you. I'll never deserve you. I'm sorry..." And with that, she did the exact thing I dreaded. She left. I called after her but it's no use. I just sat on the bank, head tucked into my legs, tears dripping down into my lap. The one thing she didn't know was that she deserved me the second I'd first looked into her eyes. That she deserved the world and beyond but wouldn't let anyone tell her so. That she was worth every tear and every heartbreak- just so I could've called her mine.

All I know is that I deserve this, this is what I deserve in the first place if only Angela didn't meet Lucifer. This moment is mine, this is mine Angela.

He brings us out to his car and sets me gently into the passenger seat. His callused hands caress my cheek. "Tell me." He murmurs grabbing my hands. "Tell me so I can make it better." He's perfect, he's so absolutely perfect. When he's so sweet my heartaches. But how can I tell him I don't deserve him? How do you tell that to the person you love the most. "I-I don't *hiccup* deserve you." I mumble rubbing my arm, "S-she said I'm *hiccup* a f-freak and y-you deserve better."

“I've never loved you, and will never be. Don't make me laugh, Xyna. How would I love you? You, a cold-hearted demon? Don't dream so high, a person like you who doesn't care about what people feels don't deserve to be loved and be love. You don't deserve me and I don't deserve someone like you” “I've never loved you, and will never be. Don't make me laugh, Xyna. How would I love you? You, a cold-hearted demon? Don't dream so high, a person like you who doesn't care about what people feels don't deserve to be loved and be love. You don't deserve me and I don't deserve someone like you” I pursed my lips. He's right at what he said at all. I don't deserve him,and he don't deserve me. He deserve