Once Upon A Broken Heart Novels & Stories

I responded dutifully, setting my guitar on my lap. “Thank you.” Charlotte stepped back and sat down. “Can we start with ‘Broken Heart’?” “Yep,” Titus said before I could argue. Fuck. This wasn’t my favorite song. He knocked his sticks against the side of his drum and counted us in. My fingers moved to the strings of my guitar almost automatically. “Broken Heart” was one of our first songs, and no doubt the one that made girls all over the country fall for Conor’s drawl. It was more country than rock, more emotion than music, one he wrote after Chloe disappeared.

"It's been a month but I didn't know you were still so angry with me? Maybe you still love me until now." "Where did you get the thickness of your face, Kevyn? You should be ashamed of yourself, you are too airy to be out of place. Maybe I loved you back then because I still made you feel good back then, but now? Not anymore. I I'm really stupid because I loved someone like you and that's what I regretted. And since we broke up I realized that you're not a loss because you're worthless." I promised before going inside.

“Look what you have done. You made me broken into pieces. Did you think I never noticed your strange act?” A red-haired female singer looks so passionate about the song being sung. This moment made Joseph Martin Alonso's daughter-in-law gasp. Unknowingly, tears flowed down both cheeks because she remembered someone. “You are bastards. You just came to me for a moment. After you broke my heart, you left me alone."

I said into the mic and they started to chant my debut song; BROKEN". Following there request I started to sing the lyrics that made me the very person I'm today BROKEN by Jazz: I deluded myself that we could be one, But somehow, I was glad heartbreak met me, If not I wouldn't have realized your heart, I fell under your spell of love, Lost in the illusions of a Me and You, I can't deny that, But don't you ever say I was a fool, Chorus: All I ever wanted was your love, I never wanted to leave, All I wanted was for you to let me in,

🥀 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.

I stopped and looked back, puzzled. Seeing the complete lack of recognition in my eyes, Sarah finally broke down, tears streaming down her face. I frowned, got into the car waiting by the curb, and left without hesitation. In the rearview mirror, Sarah's figure, crouched by the roadside sobbing, gradually shrank and disappeared.

I watched as Queenie stared blankly at her bleeding hand. She didn't call a nurse for help. Instead, she kept crying. "Niels, I miss you. I really miss you. I was wrong, so terribly wrong. I lost you for someone like this." I couldn't accept Queenie's apology. Despite everything, and even though I no longer loved her, I didn't want to see her being hit. But now, I was nothing more than a pitiful ghost whom no one could see or hear. I couldn't help her in any way.

" Lucas trembled. "We’re done," I said, my voice steady despite the storm of emotions swirling inside me. "From now on, there’s nothing between us." I looked at Lucas—the face I had once adored was now etched with pain and panic. But inside, I felt nothing. My heart was as calm as still water, untouched by even the faintest ripple. The love I once had for him had long been washed away by pain and despair. "I know I was wrong! Please forgive me—just give me one more chance!"

"I broke your... Heart? When? I don't get it! Please, David, don't play with me." "Six years ago, that night, was the first time I had my heart broken. The woman I had loved my whole life was going to get engaged to another man. Then, like a game of fate, you came and made me at the happiest time in my life, thinking that fate was on my side. Seeing you sleeping in my arms after that very passionate night, I was determined not to let you go again. However, you left and I heard the news that you were still going to marry Jared. I was heartbroken again, feeling that you were not my destiny. The third time, hearing that you left and disappeared without a trace, I was not only heartbroken, but I

he uttered in an extremely gentle voice, just like he would when we first got together. Sorrow filled my heart. I was feeling sorrowful over the humiliation I endured in the private room that day. I was sorrowful over the times I was disrespected, and over how I wasn't able to win him over even after loving him for nine years. I was sorrowful over the fact that I heard him threaten to send a video of me to my newlywed husband. Yet, I felt far less of a burden than when my sincere feelings were completely neglected. The heavens might not put the person who failed to appreciate someone else's sincerity through physical punishment, but they would make him lose his partner forever.