Pieces Of Her Heart Novels & Stories

she says cаrefully. I blink, cоnfused. “Okаy... and?” “And shе’s a wonderful girl, Eric,” shе sаys, hеr vоice sоftening. “I've knоwn hеr sinсe shе wаs a сhild. Shе's beautiful, educated, and has the kindest heаrt. I think shе would be a perfect match for you.” Hеr words leave me sрeechless. I stаrе at hеr, trying tо рrocess what shе just sаid. “Wаit, you’rе suggеsting I marry hеr?”

"And the record player and limited-edition vintage records in the study? I spent nearly half my lifetime collecting them all! Every single one of them is very precious to me!" Then, he grinned mockingly at me. Disdain was evident in his eyes. He looked at me like I was nothing but a jester in his court. "Do you still not get it? This house, the very one you'd both been living in for six years, has traces of me everywhere! She might have been living with you, but all she ever thought of was me! Are you still going to try fighting me for her love now?" At that moment, I heard a loud ringing in my ears. My mind had gone completely blank, and my hollow eyes darted across everything he pointed ou

His eyes that were so captivating, his eyes that pierced her heart. She fell in love with him, she couldn’t deny it. She fell in love when his eyes had pierced her heart, when his sharp gaze made her heart throb in the strangest sensation. Finally, she wholeheartedly admits it, she wholeheartedly accepts it. The love that she shared with him, it was something beautiful, it could’ve been something perfect. If only she was given the chance… “I like your eyes… please, don’t give me those sad eyes…” she continued, smiling bitterly when she saw the sorrow engraved in his sapphire blue eyes. She didn’t want to see such emotion when this will be the last few times that she could see him.

The numbness he'd worn these past few weeks shattered in that moment. "Albert, Grace… I was wrong." Tears streamed down his face. "I loved Lina. I really did. I wish she could come back… I'd trade my life for hers if I could. What use is this Golden Warrior medal to me? All I want is for her to come back to me."

How can she throw away everything we ever had as if I never loved her more than life itself? I loved you, Jessica. Sadness quickly replaces my anger as the thought runs through my head. She was the only woman I loved besides my mom and she betrayed me. The dark classroom where I'm sitting seems to swirl into an abyss as my dark thoughts start taking over. Jessica is marrying someone else like we meant nothing. The revelation shakes my core. All this time, was she just faking it? The sound of the door opening and closing brings me out of my thoughts and I remain still as the silhouettes of two girls come into view.

“Your mother was one of the most wonderful people I’ve ever met. Money had nothing to do with her decision. She just fell in love. You see, we can’t choose who we love. The heart does. It happens like a spear sometimes, straight into it. Looking back, I know I knew how things were the moment I introduced them. It was as sudden as that for them both. Their faces gave them away. It was like seeing two pieces of a puzzle fitting together perfectly.” Audrey nodded. She had never doubted her mother for an instant but she had hated to think that George held a grudge against her parents all these years. “James hates her,” she murmured painfully. “He only thinks he does.” “That sounds very wise but

"We don't break up. You can't leave me. Seb, you can't be this cruel. Not now. Not when I love you this much. How can you just throw me away like this?" Her voice cracked on the last word, the desperation in it hitting me like a punch to the gut. She was begging now, pleading in a way that made it impossible to look away. "Please…" My heart clenched so tightly I thought it might stop. For a moment, I almost gave in. Almost. But I managed to keep my head. I silently looked at the amber in her hand and slowly took it from her. I saw a flicker of hope in her eyes slowly reigniting.

Because if not, then what? My pillow was soaked from crying, I felt like my heart was shattered into pieces by what he did. I don't know how long he will keep this from me. It's painful to realize that the person you claim as yours isn't really yours. Fake love, fake togetherness. Bullshit! It's fucking hurt! The truth hurts. I composed myself when he tapped me for lunch. I wiped away my tears, but the puffiness of my eyes seemed impossible to hide.

Her head felt hot, as though it was going to explode from the pain. Camille cried out for help, but her pleas died down in the room as Boris senselessly hit her. " No more....I won't allow you to hurt me...." Camille said as her eyes landed on the glass jar that lay on the dressing table.