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The words consisted of only three words: "Please don't get hurt." --- To be continued. -Nelvano Xander- "If loving you makes me foolish, then I will be the most foolish person to keep loving you."

me but this is just absurd. I laughed bitterly, the sound cracking in the enclosed space. “I should have run, alone. without help from anybody, Disappear into the city find my way back home. But no, I just had to make myself vulnerable. My vulnerability and weakness is why im in this godforsaken shithole. Soy una tonta por pensar que Enzo realmente se preocupa por mí. A ninguno de ellos le importa. Ni siquiera a Luca." (I'm such a fool for thinking Enzo actually cares for me. None of them cares. not even Luca )

I warned you not to hurt her. “Tienes razón. No tengo nada que decir aparte de que nunca quise lastimarla. No fue por elección. La amo.” [You’re right. I have nothing to say other than that I never meant to hurt her. It wasn’t by choice. I love her.] Ron narrowed his eyes. “So you learned Spanish in three years? So fucking what. Did you learn how to change diapers? How to test a fever of a kid? Did you learn how to help stop panic attacks? Where were you all this time?”

"I don't give a fuck to all the media and the business and my reputation as long as I make my family happy but my daughter is crying!" "If only it were possible to love without injury, fidelity isn't enough. I had been faithfull to Hannah and yet I injured her. The hurt is in the act of possession, we are too small in mind and body to possess another person without pride or to be possessed without humiliatiom. In a way, I am glad that my wife had known me for so long that's with just one look she knew when I'm lying and being honest." When he stared to his little brother, he groaned. "Oh. Damnit. Julian, don't fucking shoulder this and blame yourself again. I'm going to fucking kill you! Thi

I want to see him so bad, even if he doesn't talk to me; just him standing there minding his own business would be enough I am hurting, It hurts so much I want it to stop At first it was fine, now that it's been three weeks I am scared that I might never see him again And that terrifies me a lot I sometimes cry myself to sleep I think I now understand why Lydia said one should not invest in someone they do not fully know I barely knew him but here I was crying because he left me. Yet, he wasn’t even mine to begin with. I feel stupid Very stupid Mom tried to take me out to make me feel better but nothing changed.

I can't react to anything, nor I can feel anything. I don't even realise when he cut the call. I lie on the bed without having dinner. My life has taken such a massive turn where I feel like to die rather than living with this burden. "You thought I'm weak", I mumble, staring at the ceiling. "But you are so wrong. In this game of possession and courage, you're the one who is weak and your possession which doesn't make any sense. You're weak because you had to put thorns on my path to imprison me. Because you also knew that you can't defeat me if you don't set up all the plots. You knew you can't defeat in a fairway. Who is the weakest? A man with power and money or a woman with nothing but c

The pain is consuming, destroying my very heart and soul It hurts so fucking much as the weight of everything crashes down on me all at once—every lie, every moment, every choice I made. Everything I destroyed. Everything I lost. Reading that last part, I finally understand why Sierra looked at me the way she did. Why she couldn’t forgive me… Because sorry means nothing…. Not when the damage runs this deep. Not when you’ve shattered something beyond repair. Not when there’s barely anything left to save. I lean back against the chair, eyes squeezed shut to hold back the tears threatening to fall.

All my grief says the same thing : this is not how it is supposed to be. this is not how it is supposed to be, and the world laughs, holds my hope by the throat and says : But this is how it is. -Fortesa Latifi. |L O R E N Z O| I am driving, on my way to Nicolas' house for the dinner he took my promise for, without me promising him. The man is too fucking stubborn to take no for an answer.

*** When I woke up, Johan was sitting on the edge of the bed, shirtless and smoking. He heard me move and looked back. A check landed on the bed in front of me. I stared at it. He only said a few words. "I'm bored with you." Something inside me cracked. Like porcelain shattering, sharp pieces cut across my heart. Still, my voice came out calm. I even smiled. "I've got less than three months left. Couldn't you wait a little longer?" Johan frowned. "Yara Yelton, you should know your place."

exclaimed Dinda looking at Damian "how can I be angry to see you Dinda? You clearly know that you are the only girl I can love. You don't know how often I visit your grave? I'd go crazy if I saw that tombstone of yours. In fact, the past few days I've almost ruined the mound. I almost threw away that tombstone engraved with your name. I can't help it, it feels like my heart always hurts when I know the facts about it. Do you understand that hmm?” I exclaimed as I looked at Dinda intently.