Novel & Cerita Love Hurts Love Scars

“To love someone and watch them rip your trust to shreds. But that pain doesn’t mean love is worthless. Maybe... maybe the goddess gives us second chances for a reason. Maybe your true mate could still be out there.” Still nothing. The silence felt heavier now, like a storm brewing behind his still exterior. A wave of doubt washed over me, and suddenly, I felt so small. So foolish. Was I wrong to believe in love? Was I the only one still clinging to the goddess’s promise like it was a lifeline? Andrew’s betrayal still haunted me. His lies had shattered something in me, and maybe I hadn’t fully healed. But even in that brokenness, I had never stopped hoping. Not completely.

I couldn't move, my mind seemed to be crying and he was making me lie down. I blinked hard and cast a spell. Simultaneously with my deep breathing was the trembling of my lips. He's right .. I've always hated my scar, but I've never been able to get rid of it, even now that I have money. Not because I don't want anyone else to see it, but because I really don't want it to go away. I want .. to feel loved not because I have what they are looking for, not because everything is acceptable to me, but because .. they just really love me. And no flaw can measure that love.

Lauren gazed into the mirror as she peeled off her clothes, not wanting to miss a single sight of it. The once white bandages that had been wrapped on her back now had a hue of red. She sighed and even when she knew it would earn her scolding from Malcolm, she slowly peeled the bandage off her back closing her eyes at the gory sight that greeted her. Her eyes teared. She didn’t believe it was this bad. And Bryan had seen it too? It made her sob more. She didn’t want him to end up having trauma because of her. She was used to it after all.

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Hope knows I am not a morning person, and I need to be coaxed. I flop over on my back, kick off my blanket, "I'll be right down. Leave me some coffee, or someone might die." I hear a laugh, "No worries, we already know." I hear Hope's footsteps heading down the hall. I pull myself out of bed and into the bathroom. Time to get the day started. I turn on the shower and undress. I catch a glimpse of my mate mark in the mirror. Looking at myself naked makes me cringe because that damn mark is staring back at me. It has been about a month since "The Fight," as it's called now. I have healed completely and have minimal scarring, considering the extent of my injuries. It was primarily cuts and brui

His t-shirt was torn, bruises and cuts all over his body. Tears carelessly rolled down Elena's cheeks as she look at Luke. She screamed and cried, Luke not responding. "You would not do anything, Conor!" the woman yelled, walking towards Conor. She looked at Elena and then shook her head. "Enough." "Oh, Rose," he smirked. "Don't get into this. Just stay out of it." Oh, she was Rose. Elena immediately felt the urge to hate her. "I will not!" She yelled. "Just stop it. It's been years, Conor."

Tears stained his cheeks. “Yes, it’s me. Please, I know you hated my people but know that I have nothing to do with them. They tried to kill me too. I tried to save Asher and Zara but they dragged me away. They tortured me.” He held out his arm that has an ugly burned scar around it. Eve’s gazed soften.

"Don't act like you're so innocent, Devin. Can you honestly swear that you've never had feelings for me? "I'm Scott's half-sister, so it makes sense that he'd favor me, but what about you? You were my brother-in-law, yet you treated me better than Shirley, your wife. You even tormented Shirley for my sake, and if you claim you never loved me, you're just lying to yourself." Her words exposed his inner thoughts, and his face flushed a deep red. "That's a lie! I've always loved Shirley the most!" Nicole cackled hysterically. "If you loved Shirley, why did you force her to give me her blood? Why couldn't she feel an ounce of your love, and why did she feel like she had no choice but to have you

Michele's voice pulled me back to reality. "If she hadn't left all those years ago, the woman at my side would be a gambler. How could it be an angel like you? Tomorrow is our 99th day together, and I'm putting the most profitable strip club in Vallasia under your name." Michele looked at Barbara with complete indulgence and pinched her cheek playfully. Barbara laughed softly and leaned in to kiss him. A sudden, stabbing pain tore through my side, forcing a sharp gasp from me. It was the scar I had carried for five years, left behind when I sold a kidney just to stay alive after I failed to repay my loan.

I stroked his cheek with my thumb again. “I didn’t want to fall in love with you. I tried so hard not to, but your persistence gave me no choice. Every time you tried to convince me to let you love me, I freaked out and pushed you away. I threw up walls to keep you from wanting me, but you ignored each and every one of them.” I paused for a moment before sighing. “No, you didn’t ignore it. You saw them for what they were. A cry to be loved. You took every fear that I had about love and reshaped them into something beautiful. You took all my scars and made them smooth again, healing me in a way that I didn’t know could ever happen.” I closed my eyes for the briefest of moments before opening