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"I'm still here… I just need more time..." The words were faint but clear, spoken with warmth and patience. Celeste lifted her head slowly, hope flickering to life in her heart. Yet beneath that small flicker of hope, a profound ache persisted. She still felt utterly alone, her spirit fractured and her heart raw from reliving the moments she'd spent so long trying to forget. Her mate’s betrayal, the bond she had cherished snapping violently in her chest, her heart shattered again and again with each painful memory.

Izzy Pov... In the caverns of her chest, a once vibrant heart now lay shattered, its fragmented pieces scattered across the desolate landscape of her soul. Each jagged edge of pain bore witness to the relentless onslaught of disappointment and loss, carving a deep chasm within that seemed to swallow any semblance of joy. Her constant cries aren't enough to heal her callous shattered heart. The weight of unspoken grief anchored her spirit, its heaviness an ever-present reminder of the ache that seemed to seep into every fiber of her being.

I Will Win And You Will Regret But Then Again Apologies Don't Fix Broken Hearts.....

Hollowed out Empty within Nothing lingers Nothing lives Cold spreads quickly Hardening Turning into ice Fragile and weakened Cracks begin to form Until shattered pieces Lay on the floor This is me This is my body This is my heart and soul Without you K x I stare at the image, my mind letting the words spread through it. There is so much in it, and it resonates with me. I want to smile, but I can't.

I scream loudly, hurting my lungs and throat. I lay in a fetal position on the floor, hugging myself and sobbing like a baby; no one is coming to save me. I stand slowly and walk back to the pile of trash from my past. I shuffle through the papers and notice a clean envelope. I open it and redraw the neatly folded paper. I unfold it. Your clue, loser. Solve the word puzzle and get your passcode. Five fragile hearts are forever down. Sunsets fade red, and darkness spreads. Amidst the ruins of a love own

"I'm sorry. I know that what I did was wrong. Can't we go back to how we used to be back then?" I looked at her and lightly shook my head. "We can never go back, Queenie Blackrose," I replied. "From the moment you posted the first photo of you and him on your Instagram account and chose to lie to me, we could never, ever go back to the past again." Misty sighed and said, "Nessie, know that trust, once broken, can never be put back together again."

"I'm sorry Charity, I won't be going to the victim's home today. Something came up. We'll go some other time" I think the phrase, shattering of heart is a bit too underrated and considered too literal, used in literary works and in certain kind of situations to prove how pleasant our grasp of good grammar is cause I can testify that my heart practically broke into a million pieces that all the glue in the world wouldn’t even dare put together if they tried as I read through Detective Roman's message that morning.

They will change everything. fragments. Let’s keep breaking and mending hearts.

Liam sadly mumbled without taking his sight of the vase pieces. Suddenly, he felt a ripping pain in his chest, and every beat his heart made sent a surge of agony through him as if his chest were being torn apart. “Yes, Liam. This is how broken we are, and no matter how much we try to put the pieces back together, it just doesn't fit!” Carmen yelled. At this point, her face was wet, and she felt like her heart had been ripped out when those words echoed from her lips. “What are you saying?” Liam mumbled, feeling afraid of what her response would be.