Novel & Cerita Is Jealousy A Sin

Hindi naman ako nakakaramdam ng ganito noon kahit alam ko ang nakaraan ni Elijah. Is this what they call uncontrollable jealousy? Ang hiling ko ngayon, gusto kong alisin ang lahat ng mga babae sa kanyang nakaraan. Iniisip ko pa lang na si Aphrodite sa ilalim ni Elijah, parang gusto ko ng lusubin ang kota ng mga concubine at wasakin iyon. But I have to control myself. Nangyari ang lahat ng iyon bago pa man ako nag-exist. I cannot be jealous in something when I was not there from the very beginning.

Mataas ang alcohol tolerance ko kaya alam kong I am still good. Ang hindi lang okay sa akin ang ganitong pakiramdam.Every emotion that I felt for Jayda is something new to me.Feeling jealous is an irrational feeling, hindi ako selosin na lalaki.Women die hard to claim me so walang puwang ang selos sa mundong gingalawan ko dati.I used to be confident man, I believe in myself, so there's no room for feeling awkward bakit ngayon kabaliktaran na ang lahat.

ulit ni Jaxen, mas mariin. “Obscenity is a sin…” halos bulong na niya. “It’s corruption…” Sa isip ni Raina, ang intimacy ay dapat pribado. May respeto, may pagmamahal. Hindi bastos, hindi padalos-dalos. Hindi parang hayop na basta sumusunod sa instinct. Iyon ang kinalakihan niyang paniniwala. Ngunit wala ni isa sa ginagawa ni Jaxen ang umaayon doon.

'We can't! "Since I was a child, I've been jealous of both of you. You felt loved. But how about me? The contract marriage was done. If you wanted to chase Cyll again, may the best man win, brothers. But I'll never let you win his heart. Because you already had the chance to own him, but you slip the opportunities away. " Matapos noon ay tuluyang nilisan ni Jin Sinian ang dalawa na punong-puno ng galit ang dibdib.

I know he meant the sorry. I'm guilty now, sa totoo lang wala naman talaga siyang kasalanan. It's me who has an issue. Being the kontrabida, being jealous na hindi naman dapat dahil wala akong karapatan. And being so possesive of him kahit na dapat siya ay nasa taong mahal na niya. "Do you want to tell me something?" tnong ko makalipas ang saglit na katahimikan.

Para akong hinihigop at kung magpapatuloy iyon, pakiramdam ko ay hindi ko na mapipigilan pa ang sarili ko. The effort of concealing the pain and jealousy in my heart painted a very complex picture of emotions inside me. Hindi ko na nga alam kung ano ba ang dapat ko maramdaman. Each time he mentioned his fiancé, Shion, I felt jealousy, and later on it would be accompanied by insecurity and fear. However, despite feeling those negative emotions, I still kept myself calm and hid every ugly feeling inside me. The emotional struggle I felt makes me feel like I don’t want to live anymore. This is way harder than getting beat up every day.

And I can’t help it—jealousy burns through me like wildfire. Whenever I see someone try to get close, or smile at her too warmly, or linger just a little too long… my temper gets the best of me. I slam things around, raise my voice unreasonably, look for faults where there are none. I know it’s wrong, alam kong nakakatakot at hindi patas ang trato ko. But I can never bring myself to say the truth: that I am jealous. That I want her all to myself.

“So this…” A bitter laugh escaped my lips. “...this is what jealousy feels like.” Masakit pala. Nakakabaliw pala. Unti-unti ka nitong kinakain mula sa loob. It makes you believe things that were never certain to begin with. And worst of all... It turns out jealousy can weaken even a man who has spent his entire life controlling everything. And maybe… This wasn't just jealousy. It wasn't just possessiveness. It wasn't just the fear of losing her to someone else.

Uncontrollable anger and toxic jealousy can only be transformed into an uncontrollable, wild desire at this moment. Ayaw niya itong saktan gamit ang kaniyang mga pisikal na suntok, at mas lalong ayaw niya itong saktan gamit ang mga matatalim at mapapait na salita na maaari niyang mabitawan dahil sa selos.

The air in the penthouse was cold, despite the warmth of the morning sun. It had been three days, and the unspoken tension was a palpable, living entity, a ghost that moved silently between them all. Chloe felt the unease most acutely in the evenings. While Aiden would spend hours poring over the laptop, trying to decipher M's coded messages, Isabel would be a quiet, elegant presence, offering him coffee, a subtle reminder of their shared past. The jealousy that had first surfaced in Chloe now felt like a living thing, a cold, sharp blade twisting in her gut. She was a woman who had lived a life of color and emotion, but in Isabel's perfectly curated world, she felt like a ghost.