Let It Hurt Until It Hurts No More

Before our marking ceremony, my fiancé, Adrian Conner, insists on bringing his childhood sweetheart along on our trip—all because Flora Wooledge says she also wants to see the northern lights. He switches my first-class ticket to Flora's name. He says, "I'll fly first class with Flora. You can take connecting flights by land. The doctor said it's not good for a pregnant woman to stay at high altitude for too long." I don't cry or argue. Instead, I calmly push him toward Flora. He snorts. "You've finally learned to behave. You're not as clingy and troublesome as before." After he leaves, I quietly sign the abortion consent form at the hospital. Then, I book a ticket to the southern hemisphere. In my past life, I begged and clung to him, hoping to keep him with our pup. But on that trip, Flora was attacked by rogue wolves and torn apart in the snow. Adrian kept a calm facade. Yet on the night I was about to give birth, he dragged me back home and cut open my belly with his own hands. He stood there and listened as our pup's cries slowly faded away. He poured all his hatred onto me. He believed I caused Flora's death and that I ruined his chance to become the Conner family's heir. To him, I was nothing more than a sacrificial pawn. In this new life, when I step off the private jet, I see Adrian standing there with his eyes bloodshot. He stares at my belly and asks, "Where's the pup?" Before I can answer, his half-brother wraps an arm around my waist. "Adrian, show some respect to your sister-in-law."

Warning : Cerita ini mengandung adegan 21+ jadi mohon bijak dalam membaca. Zee selalu dikelilingi banyak cinta dari keluarganya bahkan materi, namun itu tidak membuat Zee tinggi hati. Zee tidak masuk dalam perusahaan keluarganya walaupun dipaksa sekalipun, Zee lebih memilih berhubungan dengan anak-anak tidak mampu dan beruntungnya selalu di dukung keluarganya. Billy memiliki masa lalu buruk mengenai kedua orang tuanya, sosok ayah yang menjadi idolanya seketika hilang setelah sang ayah meninggalkannya, walaupun Billy tahu apa yang dilakukan sang ayah adalah benar tapi Billy tetap menyalahkan kenapa sampai hati meninggalkan mereka semua dan itu karena pengaruh dari kata-kata ibunya. Pertemuan tidak sengaja mereka membuat getaran tersendiri namun setelah tahu siapa sebenarnya apakah ada perubahan? kebencian itu muncul atau akan tergantikan dengan cinta seperti orang tua mereka yang jatuh dalam perangkap cinta?

Marilyn, si upik abu dalam keluarga, bingung saat menjadi tertuduh sebagai seorang pelakor dalam hubungan sang kakak dengan pacarnya. Padahal ia hanya dijebak oleh sebuah SMS. Ia menjadi orang yang bersalah dalam keadaan yang salah juga. Sementara itu Christian--pacar sang kakak, malah menuduh Marilyn sebagai satu-satunya pemain tunggal dalam skenario ini. Christian mengira Marilyn ingin hidup enak dengan menghalalkan segala cara. Christian yang dendam karena nama baiknya telah tercemar, berencana akan membalas dendam pada Marilyn yang sebenarnya tidak tahu apa-apa. "Pasti kamu sengaja menciptakan kekacauan seperti ini, agar bisa hidup enak dengan menjadi istri orang kaya bukan, setan kecil? Baiklah, saya akan menikahimu. Namun jangan senang dulu. Karena saya akan menjadi mimpi burukmu, karena kamu sudah berani bermain-main denganku." - Christian Diwangkara. "Saya diam, bukan karena saya bersalah. Saya hanya memilih berhenti menjelaskan karena saya menyadari, kalau kalian semua hanya menginginkan kebenaran versi kalian sendiri." - Marilyn Wijaya.

Pernah merasakan bagaimana rasanya tidak dianggap? Jika pernah, maka kalian ialah teman seperjuangan dari seorang Kia. Akan tetapi, rasanya kali ini bebannya lebih berat. Kia adalah seorang anak yang tidak dianggap oleh kedua orang tuanya. Kia juga merupakan kakak yang tidak dianggap oleh saudari kembarnya sendiri. Ya, itulah Kia. Seseorang yang tidak dihargai karena fisiknya yang sedikit cacat. Itulah Kia. Kiavara Gauri Auguristha.

After my parents dead, I was taken in by one of his closest friends—the Draycotts. Kaelen Draycott, their only son, treated me like I was family. And I, stupidly, fell for him. When I confessed, he called me sick. Evil. Disgusting. From that day on, he made my life hell. He brought women home, loud enough for me to hear everything. Just to remind me where I stood. When it came down to it, he saved his fiancée. Left me to be shot, mocked, and forgotten. I knew what he was capable of. So this time, I made the choice. I’m leaving. And knowing how much he hates me— Let my farewell be the best wedding gift he’ll ever get.

Three years into my marriage with Shawn, I found out I was pregnant. I nervously but joyfully prepared to surprise him with the news. Yet what I received was the news of Shawn’s accidental death. Devastated by the blow, I miscarried the child and killed myself in despair. However, after death, I saw him drinking and mocking me with his rowdy friends. “Samantha is so dumb. I can’t believe she really fell for that prank. Does she really think I’d be fooled by her? I’m not an idiot like her. What, she’s pregnant? If she was going to make up something to fool me, she should have at least made it more believable.” But our child really was gone, and I had really died.

I was reborn on the day of my first birthday party. Even though I had the power of good luck, I ignored my parents' requests. In my previous life, I used my luck to help my parents become the richest family. My eldest brother became a business tycoon. My second brother became a famous doctor. My third brother became a superstar in the music world. Only my family's adopted daughter, Jade Baker, was unaffected by my luck because we weren't related by blood. She failed her college entrance exams at eighteen, was kidnapped at twenty, and died in an accident at twenty-five. Before she died, she wept and said, "It's not Mindy's fault. I've always been an outsider. She has no obligation to help me." Everyone thought I was jealous and let Jade suffer on purpose. They locked me up and ran all sorts of experiments on me, hoping to use my luck to bring Jade back to life. In the end, they tortured me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at my first birthday party. My dad smiled and asked me, "Sweetheart, do you think I should sign this million-dollar deal?" I blinked. And smeared a handful of mud on his face.

In high school, Ivy Monroe was the quiet nerd no one noticed—except when they were laughing at her. And Liam Calloway? He led the laughter. Now Ivy’s all grown up—famous, flawless, and filthy rich. She’s the CEO of her own luxury fashion brand, and she’s never looked back... until her father drops a bomb, “You’re getting married. To him.” That’s right. Liam freaking Calloway. The arrogant golden boy who once humiliated her in front of the entire school is now the heir to a crumbling empire. And the only way to save both their families is to tie the knot. Ivy agrees, but with rules. No touching. No feelings. And definitely no falling in love. But Liam isn’t the same boy from high school. He’s hotter, cockier, and way too determined to make their fake marriage feel a little too real. Let the games begin. Because this time, she’s the one holding the power. And he has no idea what he’s up against.

Fiona had been acting as a stand-in lover for five long years, veiling her true power and presenting herself as meek and obedient, tirelessly tending to Darwin's every need, only to be taken for granted. But then news arrived of Darwin's impending marriage to a wealthy heiress. No longer willing to play the role of the submissive substitute, Fiona swiftly cut ties with the scoundrel, concealing her pregnancy, and fleeing. Five years later, she had undergone an astounding transformation, emerging as the heiress to a multi-billion-dollar conglomerate, earning the title of the investment banking goddess, esteemed by all in the sectors of finance. When they finally met again, the one who had searched desperately for five years, losing their sanity in the process, discarded all dignity and pride, humbly beseeching, "Please, do not reject me..."

In eight years together, my boyfriend—Shayne Raffield—blocked me eighty-eight times. This time? Because I missed his call. At my best friend's birthday party. Usually, I'd panic-order a gift, then stand outside his office, head down, ready to beg. But today? I blocked him first. The Chat Feed popped up, loud as ever: [Nooo, Ley-Bae, don't block Shay-Shay! He's just got abandonment issues. Comfort him!] [Shay's heart = shattered; Eyes = red. Ley, go! One pout and he's yours again!] Then Shayne called. Didn't say a word. Just breathed for ten seconds and hung up. The Chat Feed freaked out. [AHHHH SHAY LOVES LEY SO MUCH HE JUST SUCKS AT SAYING IT. THIS COWARD'S GONNA LOSE HIS GIRL.]