Novel & Cerita Letters From A Broken Heart

The desperate cry for freedom that was expressed in those last words echoed throughout the cell, sounding hollow and like the aftereffects of a broken heart. My mind raced to process the seriousness of the situation as I took in the words scribbled on the crumpled piece of paper. What had once been a comforting connection, our bond's very essence, was now considered a shackle. Ciara wanted to cut the connection, to stop being with me. I clenched the letter in my shaking fist, a physical representation of the emotional devastation it had left behind. Her words had a heavy weight on me, and I broke down, overwhelmed by a sadness that reverberated through the empty walls of our dying relationsh

Audrey, If you've found this letter, it must mean I'm dead... right? I'm sorry I treated you like shit. You don't deserve that. You deserve someone who will love you with all your heart and I'm sorry that I couldn't be the one. I'm sorry I broke our pact but please, please, please don't kill yourself. I have nothing left to live for. I feel like a weight on your shoulders, consistently pulling you down. I can't be that. You deserve so much more. I'm sorry I was so toxic towards you. Trust me, you'll be so much happier without me.

My brow creased and open and my eyes widen when I saw that it was a letter and once again my heart broke after reading the first line. “Hi, Ana or should I call you love? I’m writing this while watching you sleep. I have always like doing that, it’s like a fresh air after on a sunny day and a water after a day in the desert. You never failed to amaze me. Everything you do is fascinating and I will admit that my heart broke when I found out about the lie… and it will take a while for me to regain my trust back but after the day I had with you. I now want to have a day like this for the rest of my life. It’s sounds cringe but I meant every word I wrote. Give me time, and I promise you that we

He rubbed his palm across his face when the hollow started intensifying. A shuddering breath left his mouth when he tried to suppress the pain in his chest. It was not physical pain, a sudden emotional breakdown he often faces. He could almost hear her soft and melodic voice, whispering the sweet nothings that had once wrapped his heart like a warm blanket. The letter was both comforting and tormenting.

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❤️

locking myself in my bedroom I took out the letter from the hidden spot and open it ** Dear Felix, you have to know that I didn't just run away from all of you. I had to do it! There is so much going on in me and I just had to get out, secure myself. I know rejecting him was a shot below the belt, I just freaked out. And there is so much anger and pain and fear in me . I'm not about to break, I am already broken. He broke me Felix !

I exhaled through my noes, trying to collect my thoughts and feelings that felt like they were all over the place. I licked my lips, "Loving someone hurts. We're all shaped by some incredible sadness, by a part of our past that still and may always hurt. Not being with you is what hurts, Tiffany. You're like broken glass, I'll still touch you knowing I may get hurt but I'm not worried about that." Tiffany sighed deeply, her head resting on me still, "Being away from you has taught me that I much rather risk getting hurt than risk losing you by staying away."

It was hard for her to speak about her feelings, so she took to writing letters. Liza took out the box of letters from the white box and placed it beside her on the bed. Then she unfolded the rose-colored paper and started reading it. ‘To Liza, I am not sure whether you will even open this letter but I hope you do. If you are reading this I want you to know that I Love You. I know I have said it many times and that you stopped believing it a long time back. My words, my love you’s and my sorry's might mean nothing to you by now, but when I say them I mean them. I have meant every single I Love You and every single sorry.

muttered Andien. Andien continued to open the photo album, and all of them had pictures of the teenager, until Andien found a letter at the back of the album. "Kenan? Why is there a letter with Kenan's name in this secret box?" muttered Andien in surprise. Curiosity and inquisitiveness made Andien rush to read the letter written by Kenan, and the contents of the letter made Andien hold her breath. Kenan wrote all his anger and hatred towards Andien for not being able to stop Wisnu from taking over Kenan's parents' company.

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*