Porque Es Tan Cruel El Amor の小説・ストーリー

Everyone deserves a good life. Betrayal from loved ones hurts the most. How could her own father be so cruel?

"If we just keep loving it… yes. The world only becomes cruel when we quit listening." The words hit her plain, but holy.

“That man is just fooling you, nerdy. For sure he doesn’t really like you. He just wants to get you because he finds you interesting. And because you’re gullible, you’re already believing him.” “How can you manage to say awful things like that to someone? Is that how cruel you are? Because you’re rich, because you’re handsome, because you can fuck any girl that you want, you already think that I don’t deserve to be loved too?!” Tears started to fill my eyes as I looked at him. “Oh well, how can someone be in love with me anyway. How can someone love an ugly nerd like me, right? Is that what you want to say?!”

She completely understood that he only wanted the best for her but she cannot understand why he has to hurt people, and even let her be hurt as well and say it's for her betterment. Was that called tough love? People hurt the one they love because they love them? She cannot understand. How could it be called love then? Weren't love supposed to be free of pain and heartache? She smiled bitterly. “You know. I think I know now why Carmina chose to hurt you..” she said all of a sudden. Sebastian wanted to pull away but Sandra tightened her arms around him, stopping him from moving away. “What do you think?” he asked with a sigh as he just rested his chin on her shoulder.

Why did he love me before if he was only going to hurt me now? Even though he was very cruel to me. I couldn't even drive him away. I can't even hate him. I feel no anger in my heart for him. I'm so stupid! What a fool I am! I'm desperate to all desperate but I love you Lucas. I love you very much! I still feel love and affection for you Lucas. I can't let you go. You're a gentleman. A very kind man. That's how I know you! I know you are doing this to me because you carried by your anger and emotions. You carried by your bad feelings.

Lucy seemed to lose her mind and suddenly laughed as she stared at the envelope. "Can they be like this to us? Can everyone be against us? Can that be the question you asked me before? If you ask me, if I'm angry? I'm not angry with you, I'm angry to myself I love you. I am angry with our situation, why are we the ones experiencing pain? Why aren't the people themselves doing wrong? Why are we innocent being toyed with by time? Why are we! " It screamed and pulled itself out. "Amira I love you so much, I can communicate separately from you but death doesn't separate us! All my life, I've been full of anger. I'm afraid to love because I don't want to experience pain, but this. Why triple back

I mean, my legs are like the figurative expression of the fact that we have to love as humans; what would my life look like if I became totally crippled? It definitely would look like a heart enshrouded with vileness and pure hatred; you can't see the world beyond where you are, because that hatred would just not let you. When you see a kind person, or someone who shows you love, the act automatically irks you. You begin to wonder why that person is so stupid as to choose an element such as love. From your own perspective, love is a tiresome and dangerous thing simply because you've tried it before and it broke you.

I shake my head and wipe my face in a frenzy, but the tears don't stop. My mind is filled with every hardship my mate has experienced. His love and gentle nature should have never been subjected to that but he was and it is killing me. He was tortured and hurt in ways no one ever should be. He witnessed death and caused it. He was assaulted in every way possible, but he still loves and treats me like breakable china. He is the King because he suffered so much not because he should just be the King. Why was the universe so cruel to him? He deserves nothing but love.

"But I don't. Not the way I should." "Why not?" "Because you're grieving. Because pain makes people cruel. Because" I stop, the words too dangerous to say. "Because what?" "Because underneath the cruelty, I see glimpses of who you might have been. Before everything broke you." His hand lifts to my face again—that same gentle touch from last night. "I should hate you more than I do." I lean into his touch, powerless to stop myself. "I should hate you too." "But you don't."

"You're in pain, aren't you. Armand, you couldn't get past it, could you?" "Answer my question. Why are people so angry? Why?" "There are all kinds of people in this world." "That's not the answer. I want to know why they are cruel when they see a weak creature?" Adelard saw himself in his eyes. He realized that Armand was just like him. And that bothered him more than anything else in the world. "They just stood there and watched him burn and scream. Why?" "People can be mean sometimes. Honestly, though, there's too much cruelty in this world. And you have to understand that. I don't know why, but it is. People have always been cruel and you can't change that."