Past Lives Couldn't Ever Hold Me Novelas e Histórias

He began to speak, as if trying to free himself: "I want to forget everything! The past is still haunting me. I'm really suffocating!! Is there a way out of this? I know that when it's over it's gone and forgotten but I can't do it I can't!!! A single thread from that past can make me fall." In the black hole of my memories, I'm bored!" Does he like her now?!! She rubbed his shoulder a little sadly and said, "It's okay." Sorry to see him in pain! So, as I expected, he has lived a very painful past and he cannot break free from it!

The pains I received, I still felt them. But my dreams, My purpose, My hope, I already lost them. And I could not remember when did I lose them... More like, when did I have them? Even so, I move forward. I keep building my absurdly future, then I get tortured with the same truths... That I am just a prey, who can only run, build traps, but in the end, I would just get caught by my own graveyard. What did I do in my past life that I got tortured like this?

Wasn’t I putting my life at risk at this rate? I don’t care anymore, I just want a car to hit me and throw my body into the woods. There is nowhere else for me to go. My loved ones have left me. My life was really a mistake. My parents were right. I should never have been born. Never. I have no hope of living anymore. Everything is falling apart. What did I do to deserve this? Why is everyone abandoning me? Is my life so cruel to me because of something I did in my past life or something? Whatever I did in the past is in the past. It doesn’t have to affect me right now.

I think I'm starting to fall in love with you. Without Kenzo and Khanza noticing, someone was watching from behind the wall beside the open door. He — Keanu, was observing Kenzo and Khanza while clenching his fists. His jaw tightened and the next second, Keanu closed his eyes. Beside him, Ven's transparent figure looked just as frustrated. Keanu had heard everything from Ven. All the things that happened to Khanza and their connection with what happened two hundred years ago. “Keanu, I really can't see big sister Khanza and big brother Kenzo like this. I won't be able to see history repeating itself. Because I remember all my life in the past. This is too much, Keanu. Can't they be happy?"

I wasn’t able to stop them from rolling down my cheeks no matter how hard I tried. “I felt like I was totally incomplete, Liam… that there was a big part of my p-past that no matter what I do, and no matter how I tried, I couldn’t remember it. I already have some puzzle pieces, but I couldn’t solve the whole picture. What if in that part of my life, I became a f-filthy kind of woman who was never meant to be with you? That my past was trapped in a muddy ground that will never reach you?” My voice cracked, and I could not stop myself from sobbing anymore.

I had practically collapsed on him and he was still tolerating me? Not for much longer, imagine if he was trying to gain your trust only to turn around and stab you in the back. Ha that would be fucking great, seeing you get shattered to tiny pieces. You’d not ever be able to pick them up and make them fit again. It would be like ripping and tearing paper then saying sorry expecting it to be the same. The cackle that ended that sentence was echoing in my head, the tears became overwhelming and I squeezed my eyes tight against their relentless escape. I refused to show anymore weakness to her or them.

"He is enjoying his life, why can't you? You must stand up for yourself. Let him know that you don't give a flying fuck about his revenge. His goal will be achieved if you keep doing this to yourself. Did you know he just broke a small, alive part of you? I want the same spark that was within you eight years ago, Cami." "I don't know if I'll ever be that happy and alive again. Love makes you vulnerable and it is fucking true. That piece of shit has done this to me." "If you keep holding on to your past, you won't be able to enjoy your present, Cami. You are grieving things that have already happened in your life. You can't fucking change them, can you? Our past is either our enemy or our fri

And so was everyone who had deserted me when I needed them the most. Five years had passed by and I was still hurting. I had lost everything I once had and all because of Blake McIver,that son of a bitch. He had completely destroyed me. I was nothing now. Nothing more made sense. I felt alone..empty. I had felt much better when I was living in the streets because I knew that I wasn't entirely alone. A life was growing inside me and that alone gave me the motivation to keep pushing on with the hope that one day I would hold it in my arms. But now..

I could only respond by reminding her of her own words. "Sophie, the past is the past. Stop clinging to it, okay? Promises from the last life don't have to hold true in this one."

She tried to steady her breath, but the vivid memories of that awful day from her past overpowered the present. She was transported back to a time when the fabric of her reality unraveled. The details of the past incident blurred with the present, each moment entangled with the other. The emotional weight of that traumatic event, the sense of powerlessness, and the irrevocable change it had wrought upon her life surged to the forefront.