Novel & Cerita Is Anyone Worthy Is Anyone Whole

The next day, a colleague handed me two movie tickets. I was told that a new movie was released recently and that it was worth watching. “You and Camelia should go. It’s a sweet romance, perfect for you two!” The colleague winked at me, then turned back to their work. I thanked them and hesitated for a moment before deciding to call Camelia. The phone rang for a long time before the call was connected. “Waylon, what’s the matter?” Camelia’s gentle voice came through.

This news shouldn't hurt. I broke down as I realized that I was lying to myself. I couldn't be comforted. This shouldn't hurt, but it did. I refreshed the page, then refreshed it again as if the truth might disappear if I tried hard enough. It didn't. The comments only made it worse. “They look perfect together.” “Finally, a woman worthy of him.” “She suits an alpha.” I dropped the phone onto the passenger seat and stared ahead through the windshield. My vision blurred as my mind spiralled with thoughts.

Gently, placed a hand on Shaw's shoulder, then reached across and did the same to Kane. The big man just watched me with an unreadable expression without flinching, and I switched my gaze between them, making it personal. "I can do much more than that," My voice came out low. "But first, I need to be sure I can trust you both." I let my eyes drift downwards for a moment. "And well... That point when you truly think you're worthless..." I looked back up, pinning them with my stare. "...that is the moment you become completely worthless. So you determine your own worth."

“Not here, not through you, not through anyone in this building. I need that to be finished.” “It already is,” Damien said. I picked my coffee back up and looked out the window and Damien looked at me from across the kitchen and then said: “Stop giving him space in your head.” I turned around. “Excuse me.” “You’ve been standing there for the last two minutes thinking about him,” he said. “He doesn’t deserve two minutes of your morning.” “You don’t get to tell me what to do with my own thoughts,” I said. “I’m not telling you what to do with them,” he said. “I’m telling you he isn’t worth them. There’s a difference.”

I'm tired of this shit whole, I am tired of this endless cycle, I am tired of being an item. I need to be valued and respected. I'm worth it and more.

“I actually need help like an assistant in this house.” “I need help with the cleaning and the cooking.” “And I’ve noticed that you cook so well cos I perceive the aroma most times.” She said. “Yea of course!” Natasha blushed. “So I’ll pay you $50 every month!” Mercy concluded. “Oh my God!” “Are you for real?” Natasha asked, so shocked. “Yea…” mercy nodded in approval. “Oh ma thank you so much!” “I’m so grateful!”

I was born with almost no sense that I deserved anything. The day I was born, I didn't think I deserved to actually be born in the delivery room, so I held onto my mother's umbilical cord for three days. It wasn't until she slipped away to the bathroom that I finally let go in relief, and dropped straight into the toilet. When I got kidnapped, I didn't think I deserved a seat in the trafficker's six-seat van. So, I wrapped myself around his leg and refused to get in. Then a sanitation worker rolled by pushing a garbage cart, and my eyes lit right up. I jumped on without a second thought. After that, the trafficker sold me eight separate times. Every single time, I handed the money ri

Asty gently closed her eyes. "You are human because you're broken." "Am I worthy of this moment?" he softly asked her, closing his eyes as well, while her palms were still on his face. "I am not feeling like I deserve it." Asty chuckled. "You are worthy of everything, just like everyone else, Chaol."

Felix quickly echoed him, "That's right! Ms. Beckett, don't fall for his tricks! He's a heartless man who can't even treat his own brother properly. Someone like him would sell his soul for money. "He's not worthy of you! Are you firing me because he filled your head with lies? You're in charge of the company. How could you let a nobody like him control you?"

EMBER’S POV “Ember—” “And it hurt. Because all this while, I’ve tried so hard to be that one thing. To prove everyone wrong about what they think I am. I’ve tried to be worthy, Knox.” And here it comes, the real thing, the bottom of it, and the tears are back. “Worthy. Just—worthy. Of being loved properly, for once. Of being a mother someday, a good one, not like mine. Of being someone who rose above all of it, the eight years with Gale and all of it, someone who mattered. I’ve spent my whole life clawing toward worthy. And this—this thing inside me, this ancient, powerful thing that’s supposed to be the answer to everything—looked at me and called me nothing.” I press my hand to my chest, t