Letter From A Broken Heart Novels & Stories

“I had three children looking at me. Waiting for me to be strong.” He set his cup down on the table carefully. “I know I hurt you.” I turned back to face him. “Do you?” I asked. He swallowed. “Yes.” I walked closer again, stopping just a few steps away from him. “My heart was broken,” I said, my voice steadier than I felt. “Not cracked. Not slightly damaged. Broken.” His jaw tightened. “Can you tell me something?” I continued. He nodded slowly. “If a glass breaks… if it shatters into pieces… can you put it back together and make it look the same again?”

“No! It can't be! Eskaal, you can't have betrayed me like this!” She crumpled the letter in her trembling hands, her sobs echoing through the chamber. Her heartache was palpable, and her world shatters as the truth she had refused to accept now stares her in the face. She was broken emotionally. “How could I have been so blind, so foolish?”

Silence. I took a slow breath, my voice breaking as I spoke. “You were broken back then. You said you didn’t want to live anymore, and you’d lost all hope. I wrote you a letter — every word from my heart. I told you that your life still had meaning. That grief wasn’t the end, and it was proof that you had loved. I stayed up all night writing it.” My eyes burned. My throat ached. “You said that letter changed you and saved you,” I whispered. “You told everyone it gave you direction — a reason to start again.”

Was she suffering? Suddenly, the previous police officer handed Beverley a piece of paper. “Miss, perhaps you should read this.” Beverley took it immediately. It was Emma’s handwritten letter. The woman had written it to James and Beverley. She quickly read it. Emma: If you found this letter, then I should be gone. I’m sorry, James. I’m sorry, Bev. I must have shocked you. For years, my life was destroyed. My heart was dead. I tried to love, but all I saw were the terrifying shadows of the past. I was too broken to ever love again.

The promises made, whispered in moments of tender vulnerability, now seemed so far away, fading like the echoes of a forgotten melody. A sob escaped my lips as I clutched the letter to my chest, my heartache consuming me. Each word etched into my soul, a vivid reminder of the love we once held. The letter became soaked with my tears, smearing the ink and making the words blur. I wiped my eyes furiously, as if physically trying to erase the pain etched into my being.

The memory of you will always be inside of me. I'm sorry, and thank you for existing and for reciprocating my love. I love you, always. Please don't wait for me. ~ OEL With shaky hands and my heart thumping madly in my chest that my body starts vibrating, I fling the letter away from me and burst into fresh tears. No one has ever hurt me like this before. And the letter, makes it all official that Max is never coming back.

' He mentally read the letter that she left for him, he knows what will be the contents inside just by reading the introduction, As he can feel how his heart kept on hurting, the more he reads the contents that Alicia Handwritten for him, when he's still unconscious, The moment he woke up from the hospital bed, he is hoping to see her, awaiting for him to be awoken, but the only thing she had left for him, as a letter about them breaking up 'I'm sorry, I don't have any other choice but to break up with you, you'll suffer much more if you stay with me....and I'll be sad if you do, please understand and always remember I only Love you, from the bottom of my heart and I'm sorry' He was sad....

Even if it meant, leaving the person I really couldn’t live without. I wiped the tears falling from my eyes and sat right up, taking a piece of paper and a pen out of my bag. Since I know that I couldn’t bear to see Knight in person, I’m going to break up with him through a letter. I don’t want to call him because he would just hear my weak, crying voice. I don’t want that. I took a deep breath and began writing the first break up message I have ever made in my whole life. This time, he is not breaking up with me. I am.

The third one, which is about Malvika, would be published after Broken Hearts. Don't forget to vote and leave positive reviews. Also, do well to share this book with your friends and the people you know. Thanks for reading. Xoxo❤️

Take care, D'Andre, and know that my love for you, as complicated and bittersweet as it is, will forever be a part of who I am. I leave you this letter as a testament to my feelings I had felt for you before, as an apology for the pain I've caused, and as a plea for your understanding. Goodbye, Mr. Cruel Who Lied To Me That Summer. Love, Maiari D'Andre clutched the letter, his hands trembling, a whirlwind of emotions swirling within him. As he flipped the paper, his heart raced with anticipation, hoping for more words, a sign that Maiari might still want him to find her. But all he found was a faded baby picture of Maiari, a tiny version of the woman he had fallen in love with.