Novel & Cerita Messages Of Broken Heart

Do you know who had the motive to make you look bad? Victor. Or Mateo? The answer hits before I can say it out loud. “Thanks, Eli,” I say. “I’m really grateful. Be careful getting home.” I stand up and take my leave to go to my apartment. ~~~ I go home, lock the door, and sit on the edge of the bed, feeling devastated. The city sounds outside are muffled but distant. I feel cold… with goosebumps on my skin. At 7:10 AM my phone buzzes. It's an unknown number again. Just aware that it's Remy’s.

As lovers do. What matters is that. In the end, I fell in love with the boy who, Broke my heart. ♡♡♡THE END♡♡♡ ___

🥀 CLARA'S POV 🥀 My heart felt like it had been shattered into a million pieces, each one piercing my soul like a shard of glass. The pain was overwhelming, a crushing weight that threatened to consume me. I felt empty, and hollow, like a part of me had been ripped away. Every breath I took felt like a struggle, every beat of my heart a reminder that the person I love would never love me back. My heart was broken, extremely broken, and I didn't know how to put it back together again. All I could do was hold on to the fragments, and hope that someday, somehow, I would find a way to heal.

It’s not what you think. The message didn’t deliver. A red exclamation mark appeared next to it. I tried again. *I love you. Please believe that. Everything I feel for you is real.* Failed to deliver. She’d blocked me. Completely blocked me from her life. Something inside me cracked, then shattered completely. A sound I didn’t recognize came from my throat, raw and broken. My knees hit the concrete, and I didn’t even feel the impact. Tears poured down my face, hot and relentless. I couldn’t stop them. Didn’t want to stop them.

“Hello, Love. Sorry our line got cut earlier, Rich Galvez was the one I was meeting with.” “My phone broke. They said it’ll be fixed tomorrow.” “How’s the bidding?” “Are you okay?” “Sorry, Love. I can’t come home to the condo tonight. See you tomorrow morning.” “Goodnight, Love! I love you!” “I’m sorry, Love. Please let me explain.” “Love, please. You promised to listen to me first. Please, let’s talk.” “Love, I miss you.” “Please, let’s talk.” I felt my eyes heat up while reading her messages. I looked up at the ceiling to keep the tears from falling. I imagined how Jessica looked while sending those messages. I hurt her. And it was my fault. I was so stubborn.

Life. When I arrive New York, I allow the tears I've been holding in the plane fall uncontrollably down my cheeks. My heart is aching, I'm hurting. Never in a thousand years will I ever believe Mike will hurt me so bad. Our relationship was supposed to be forever. We made a promise to each other. He broke that promise. I hate him. I go online on I*******m, at least to get my mind out of the breakup a little bit. Maybe going into I*******m is a bad idea after all. Of all messages, I see Mike's message at the top. I tap on it with shaky hands.

And it had all led me here, to this moment, with my heart in a million pieces at my feet, finally understanding that the boy I’d been crushing on had never, not for a single second, been mine to lose. _________________________________________ The numbness was a heavy blanket, smothering everything. I lay on my bed in the dark, staring at the ceiling, replaying the scene in the garden on a loop. The way he’d looked at her. The easy intimacy. I didn’t cry. The hurt was too deep for tears; it was just a vast, hollow ache. So this is a heartbreak, I thought, the words echoing in the empty quiet of my room. Will there ever be someone who looks at me like I’m their whole world? Or am I just destin

why you choosen him over me is he that better than me what the hell made you think of him as your life partner do you ever know how much it hurts me its hurting this pain killing me from deep inside of my heart what you're gonna name this pain why you did this didn't you ever feel my love for you did I ever done any wrong with feelings what thing I lack of you choosed him over me why??? deep inside my heart its screaming to let you know my love but I can't loose you I can't live without you why no one ever said about the pain of heart break may be because the only who experience it may know the real pain behind every heartbreak my pain behind my smile everyday but a little hope one day you m

Her lips moved but words failed her. "I know it's shocking but trust me I saw you suffering in one-sided love. I went through that phase as well. It's the worst type of love. Your good heart made me fall for you. I will shower you with love, I promise. Only a broken heart can mend another broken heart."

Love is not like that. At least not my definition of love. I stayed with you for 17 years, Anirudh . Now I can not do it anymore. Everytime my decisions were taken by someone else but today I am making my own decision. I am ending my misery. I am no longer a puppet of yours. I am no longer a prisoner. I am free. I am finally free. Move away Anirudh the car will blast any moment and most importantly it is not your love that broke me. I am broken by the love of my own. My love broke me completely.