Love Murdering Basketball Chapter 1 Mga Nobela at Kwento

His grip was so tight I thought he would crush the bone. "Liliana, you're lying, aren't you? You loved me for ten years!" "You're just using him to get to me. You don't love him. You love me." I yanked my hand back. "Yes, so you did know how much I loved you. Is that why you felt so free to trample all over me?" Bruno struggled for words. "And Carla, the girl you raised... can you really abandon her?" A pang of pain shot through me. I remembered the day everyone had pointed their fingers at me, and I gave a self-deprecating smile.

Jason asked and I nodded getting up removing the tiara from my head knowing that I had promised to play a pickup game of basketball with them. . . . . . . . . . . . . Thanks for reading ❤️‼️ I will try to get another chapter to you guys today since it's Valentine's day❤️‼️ I hope you enjoyed the chapter and Happy Valentine's Day ❤️‼️

How do I tell her that I have my doubts about us because she’s leaving in 2 months and I want to beg her to stay but I can’t do that to her. I pace around the room for about 5 minutes before I kick my shoes off and pull my white T-shirt over my head. I turn the handle and sigh in relief when the handle turns. I walk into the steamed up bathroom and take my pants off. River is standing in the corner of the shower with her back facing the door. I open the shower door and wrap my arms around her, she’s crying. I really hurt her.

“Because you don’t want to, Clara. You like the game as much as I do.” “Shut up,” I hissed at the paper, slashing a line across the eyes, defacing it. But it didn’t help. The tears came harder now, blurring the ink as they dripped onto the page. I slammed the book shut, tossing it aside, and curled into myself on the floor, hugging my pillow tight like a lifeline. I pressed my face against it to muffle the sob that tore out of me, raw and guttural. “He’s wrong,” I choked out, shaking my head against the damp fabric. “He’s wrong. I don’t feel anything but hate. Pure, burning hate.”

I said. "Are we?" "Yes. Because we told the truth today. Even when it hurt." He squeezed my hand. "I love you," he said. "I love you too." Outside, the rain kept falling. Inside, the lawsuit kept building. And somewhere in Cole Tower, Someone was watching. END OF CHAPTER 43

Someone else snapped a picture. Loveth leaned in close. “Next time you try to steal what’s mine, I’ll make sure it’s blood, not coffee.” She turned and strutted off, hips swaying. I stood there, dripping. Cold. Humiliated. My books were wet, my glasses foggy. My eyes burned with tears, but I wouldn’t let them fall. Not here. Not in front of them. I walked to the bathroom, locked myself in a stall, and sank to the floor.

When Madelyn left, Danny received a nearly perfect test paper. He looked at the score and felt like he had fallen into a frozen waste, trembling uncontrollably. 'I was wrong! I should've done just like what Madelyn said. I shouldn't have let my vanity lead me to desperately try to get into Ventrocloud High School and borrow from loan sharks. My stubborn actions caused my mother to die, and I've ruined everything now...' Danny clutched the test paper tightly, crying and wailing in the detention room. No matter what Danny did, he had to pay the price for his mistake. That was a fact.

he cried. I felt Lorenzo's shoulders shake as I stood there immobile. I shut my eyes tightly as I tried to stop my heart from sinking back in the mud. Two years ago, I was dreaming of this. Lorenzo, crying in my shoulders, apologizing and regretting all the d*mn things he did to me. Two freaking years ago, I imagined him crying his eyes out while confessing to me how much he loved me. It seemed to be just wishful thinking, but now that it was happening, those dreams had already vanished and I was no longer asking for it anymore.

I curled my fingers into a fist and maintained posture. "If you wanted revenge so badly, you should've killed him last night when he was digging his blade into you, claiming you as his property. I guess you were so caught up in the moment you forgot it was your number one rival fucking the shit out of you so hard you screamed his name like a desperate little whore.” “Abbastanza.” I gritted. "Was it love?" Shit! I lost it. My nose flared and I picked up my plate, flinging it at her. A futile attempt against a well trained assassin.

She gave me one last pitiful look before leaving. What broke my heart the most about tonight was that Luke had done this. He was my first love, my first and only sex partner. How could he be so cruel, so cold? I began to cry now that everyone was gone. I sobbed heavily, an ugly sob. Once I started I couldn't stop it, not even when Charles came in. In fact I started to sob harder when I saw him. He came over to me, joining me on the hospital bed. He held me close as I continued to sob into his chest. His smell began to calm me a little.