Novel & Cerita Love Is An Illusion Ending

Carina looked at Castor apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, Castor, but I won't be thinking about marriage anymore after my divorce. I will just continue focusing and spending all my time and effort on the orphanage and the kids here. "You're still young. There will be plenty of other young women who like you. You don't have to waste any of your time on a divorcee like me." Carina left after that. However, her words only made Aster feel even more hurt. The pain felt worse than death itself. In the end, the villain who made Carina no longer believe in love or marriage was himself. He was the one who did this to her. He had hurt Carina and made her lose hope in love.

“I know you better than you know yourself.” I exhaled sharply, trying to shake off the weight of his certainty. “Love is an illusion,” I whispered, my voice carrying the bitterness of a truth too raw to admit fully. “It makes us worship those who don’t deserve our blind faith. You shouldn’t do it.” “Then tell me what should I do, love?” I clenched my fists, the storm inside me breaking loose. “HATE ME! YOU SHOULD HATE ME! You should despise the mere sight of me!”

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The worst part of losing an illusion is that we will never get it back in its fullness, and Meg had lost all her illusions. She had witnessed the man she loved marry someone else and live unhappily, having no memory of James smiling beside Angelina. He always seemed impatient and moody. In addition, Meg was the victim of a conspiracy that would force her to marry a despicable man, and now she was trapped in a hospital that looked more like a prison. The day had not even dawned when Meg was abruptly awakened. Like all patients, she started the day with a brief prayer.

he said, giving me a light tap on the back. I let out a dry chuckle, but deep down, I knew there was no way that could happen, not to me. Love was nothing but an illusion, a false promise that only led to pain. I had seen it firsthand. Two people in my life had once thrown that word around as if it meant something as if it could protect them. But in the end, love had failed them. It had destroyed them.

It was the first time many of them had heard something so ridiculous in person. Jennifer heard the laughter growing louder around her and realized she had put her foot in her mouth. She wished she could just disappear into the ground, but there was no escape. To make matters worse, someone in the crowd seemed intent on stirring things up further. A voice rang out, loud and mocking, "If love has no first or second place, that man must truly love you, right?" Through gritted teeth, Jennifer snapped back, "Of course, he truly loves me!" The truth was, she didn't believe in true love at all. If love had any real power, Isabella wouldn't have lost everything in the divorce and vanished without a

Well let me oblige you with something you’ll need to learn if you’re to move forward and stay alive’. He leans forward, hands clasped before him, eyes hooded. ‘Love is an illusion, it fades with absence. I don’t believe in it, in petty feelings that end up getting most people dead. The world is a tilting plane of gods and monsters, so there is only survival or suffering. There isn’t room for the weak. There shouldn’t be room for sentiments to take the whip, stirring you to destruction. Like it did Sera….like it did….’

It felt like a nightmare that I couldn't wake up from. I held her hand tightly and whispered in her ear, "Isla, I love you so much. You'll always be in my heart." Isla's eyes fluttered open for a moment, and she smiled weakly at me. It was a small gesture, but it meant everything to me. As I watched Isla take her last breath, I felt like a part of me died with her. She had been such an important part of my life, and I couldn't imagine a world without her in it.

Jonathan's sentimental promises had come too late, and I no longer needed them. He tried to grab my hand but ended up grabbing thin air instead. "Please, Tess, give me another chance." The company's car slowly rolled to a stop before me. I brushed past Jonathan and headed into the car. The moment the door closed behind me, I heard his anguished sob cut through the crisp, autumn air. But I didn't so much as give him a backward glance. … A week later, I came across a video online. I clicked on it to find that it was footage of Jonathan and Charlotte.