Love Unbreakable Chapter 4 Novels & Stories

Dinuro niya pa ako bago mag-walk out palayo sa akin. Boyfriend? May amnesia ba ang babaeng iyon? Sa pagkakaalam ko ay break na sila at baka gusto niyang isampal ko ang katutuhanang suntok sa buwan na lalandiin ko ang lalaking iyon. Gano’n ba talaga kapag mahal o gusto nila ang isang tao? Parang nakakatakot tuloy magmahal. “Ghad! Nakita ko ‘yon a’. Bakit ‘di ka lumaban?”

sabay lingon nito sa kaniya. "Bago magpunta dito si lolo, nag-iwan siya sa akin ng sulat. At hinabilinan niya ako na huwag ko na siyang hahanapin pa dahil malayo raw ang pupuntahan niya. Pero nung nabasa ko iyon, alam ko na kaagad kung saan siya patungo. At hindi ako nagkamali na pinuntahan nga niya ang first love niya. Nahirapan siguro siyang hanapin ang lugar na ito, lalo na't hindi siya gaanong pamilyar dito. Pero walang makakapagpigil sa pagmamahal na nararamdaman niya para sa kaniya. Hindi ko lubos na maimagine, kung nakailang ikot ba siya sa lawak nitong sementeryo para lang mahanap ang puntod ng first love niya. Kapag naiisip ko 'yon, hindi ko mapigilan ang hindi magalit sa aking sari

“What if this is the last time?!” We all fell silent. Because none of us had the answer. Inside, I wanted to believe in what Love promised. Babalik ako. Sigurado ’yan. But right now, those words felt so fragile, so uncertain. I looked at the two of them, Josh shaking with anger and pain, Razen trying to stay strong but clearly breaking inside. And Lira, quietly crying beside me. Love left with her uncle, but she didn’t leave us whole. She left us broken, questioning, aching.

Dahil kung wala ay hindi na siya magpapakita pa ng awa 'pag pinatay niya ito. She'll do that even if it means some of her love ones might hate her. END OF CHAPTER 45

saad niya at tinanggal ang pagkakahawak ko sa kanyang braso. Mabilis ko siyang pinigilan sa plano niyang pag alis. "Ciara, I love you!" mabilis kung turan sa kanya. Kita ko naman ang gulat sa kanyang mukha. Wala pa sana akong plano na aminin ang nararamdaman ko pero ayaw ko naman na magsisi sa huli kapag tuluyan na siyang nawala sa akin.” “W-what?”

Napahawak siya sa noo na hinalikan nito tsaka impit na tumili. Ngayon ay sigurado na siyang hindi lang kaibigan ang tingin niya sa babae kung hindi higit pa, He likes her so much even she do not like him back. END OF CHAPTER 43

"No, Marci. Love is like music. It requires the right pronunciation of lyrics, staying in tune, and, most importantly, perfect timing to sound beautiful. I believe that's the issue with you two. Your timing isn't aligned. You need to be in harmony because rushing to finish a song might ruin it for both of you." He picked up the book and handed it to me. "Alternatively, love is like a complete book. Each chapter has twists, and when you're unprepared, especially when you don't expect what's coming, it can be painful. Kid, pain is a natural part of life, and a life without it is lifeless. Think of it this way, when you read a book, isn't it more exciting when the protagonists face challenges?

I spoke of her love for him, a love that had transcended the boundaries of life and death. Ruan listened, his eyes wide with astonishment, his expression shifting from disbelief to awe, to a profound and overwhelming joy. He held my hand tightly, his touch a constant reassurance, a testament to the love that had endured, had survived the impossible. When I finished, he pulled me close again, his embrace tighter this time, his tears mingling with mine. We were together again, reunited after a journey that had tested the limits of our love, a journey that had brought us to the brink of despair and then, miraculously, back to each other. The future was uncertain, but in that moment, surrounded

How could someone so small, so delicate, also be so unbreakable? I wonder if I truly deserve her love. She’s stubborn, hesitant about us at times, and yet I wouldn’t change a single thing about her. Her strength, her flaws, her endless capacity for love—all of it makes her who she is. I fell for every part of her, and I’ll continue to love her for the rest of my life. If she survives this—no, when she survives this—I’ll dedicate myself to making her the happiest person alive.

Huminga ako nang malalim, pilit binabalik ang composure ko kahit nangingilid na naman ang luha sa mga mata ko. “But no one did. And I guess I started believing maybe I wasn’t worth the same love. That maybe... there was something wrong with me.” Tumingin ako kay Kuya at tinangka kong ngumiti, kahit na ramdam ko ang bigat sa dibdib ko. “But I was wrong. It wasn’t about who was more loved. It was about who was hurting—and how each of us handled that pain. You stepped up. You carried the weight Papa left behind. You became everyone’s anchor. And I... I broke.”