روايات وقصص ضمن Quotes Of Love Betrayal

"You knew and you didn't tell me..." She licked her lips, "What was I supposed to tell you, E? Hi, I'm the cousin of the man who murdered your parents, wanna be friends? Oh, and my boyfriend is probably the man who shot your dad or maybe, your mom... You would have run in the other direction." I let out a scoff, the only person I thought was honest with me, shit! "You know... the thing about betrayal is that it always comes from the people you love and trust the most."

“I didn’t mean to…don’t hate me, please. I only did what I had to do because of love…” “No…Hay, don’t say that,” I scoffed in disbelief, shaking my head. “This isn’t love. It’s… betrayal, deceit, manipulation! If you loved me, you wouldn’t have put me and everyone else around us through such turmoil. Our relationship was going smoothly. Everything was going well, Hay. I envisioned our future together but you chose to fucking ruin it! I’m ashamed of you...you should be ashamed of yourself.”

To me the thing that is worse than death is betrayal and she betrayed us. She fucking betrayed me. Well, lovelies ❤ Who is "she" here? Any guess... Do betrayers feel guilty? Have you ever got betrayal? At last, Please share your views, It will motivate me to write more.

“I should have known better, trusting him was a mistake.” His vulnerability was a rarity, and I was helpless to the devastation feasting upon his soul. “It’s not a bad thing to have faith in the people you love.” I affirmed gently. “You can’t fill your head with what if’s. No one can anticipate the betrayal from loved ones.” Before I could lace our fingers together, Lazarus bolted upright and flung the crystal glass against the window. They were indestructible, shards dancing as they descended and clashed with the tiles. He didn’t stop there, hurling the bottles of alcohol one by one at the window.

Now it only made my chest ache. "I love you," he said quietly. "I have never stopped loving you, not for one single day. Tell me what I need to do to fix this. Anything. I'll do it." "Love?" I repeated softly, almost laughing. "Don't stand here and tell me you love me, Julian. People don't betray the person they love. They don't lie to them. They don't crawl into another woman's bed while their wife is waiting at home, wondering why she's suddenly not enough."

"I thought you were a daisy, but damn you have poisoned me," "Everything has an expiration date," "It's just stale," "WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME? [HEARTBREAK] "Wait- what did you just say?" "That's betrayal. I never forget betrayal," "You're good at being a hypocrite," [BETRAYAL] "You're killing me, you're hurting me, STOP!" "It's the least you deserve," "You deserve somebody way better," "We meet again," "I'm finally dead," "It's too late. I think she's gone"

Just stood there, eyes dark and unreadable, as silence stretched between us. I swallowed hard. “I know what it’s like to be betrayed,” I added. “To love someone and watch them rip your trust to shreds. But that pain doesn’t mean love is worthless. Maybe... maybe the goddess gives us second chances for a reason. Maybe your true mate could still be out there.”

He looked toward Pragati, who was combing her hair. One more reason which indicates that I couldn’t ever trust you. Just because I love you, that doesn't mean I couldn't see the fact that you thought to kill me twice and tried to kill me once. I don't know why are you doing this? I just hope that reason behind your continuous betrayal toward me is not some long-lost childhood love. I wish someday you will understand that the most intolerable thing in any relationship is betrayal. He thought and smiled sadly. . . .

I stood abruptly, brushing past him as if I couldn’t bear to be in the same space any longer. “You destroyed everything. Everything.” Roman turned, reaching out as if to stop me, but his hand fell back to his side, trembling. “It was a mistake, I-I did not know- ” he whispered, the words barely audible. “It didn’t mean anything. I love you. I love us.” I whirled around to face him, my tear-streaked face twisted in disbelief. “Love?” I spat, my voice cracking under the weight of my emotions. “You don’t betray someone you love, Roman. You don’t throw away years of trust for a moment of—”

“Don’t. Please, don’t touch me when I’m this close to breaking.” The quiet that followed was overwhelming. His chest rose and fell heavily, his eyes searching mine, desperate, begging. “You’re not broken,” he said quietly, almost respectfully. “You’re the strongest person I’ve ever known. Strong enough to hate me. Strong enough to keep standing after everything I did to you. But don’t you dare tell me you feel nothing. I see it, Sonia. I feel it every time you look at me. You still love me.” My throat tightened. Tears burned behind my eyes, but I blinked them back, shaking my head. “Love doesn’t erase betrayal. It doesn’t erase the nights I cried myself to sleep, wondering why I wasn’t enoug