Quotes On Being Betrayed Novels & Stories

“I have been betrayed too many times. I don’t know who to trust anymore.” Camille’s eyes became filled with frustration and sadness. I had punctured her heart multiple times. Now, I wish I was sorry for doing that. “I have never betrayed you. And I never will.” I looked away. I wanted to believe her. I really did but trust was not something I could afford to give to anyone anymore. “Then don’t betray me now,” I said quietly. “Let me go, please.” Camille couldn't believe her eyes. Her eyes kept rolling from one end of the room to another as she breathed heavily.

Wilson moaned. I couldn't feel anything as I heard the unmistakable voice of my husband. I was numb as hot tears trickled down my face at his betrayal. It hurt so much I could barely breathe. To think he didn't even have the decency of respecting me that he'd brought a woman to our home and was sleeping with her. Was I a joke to him?. After everything I had done for him. It was like a knife was being pierced into my heart and I was slowly dying from the pain.

“And you know the worst thing? We fed them, we raised them…The saddest thing about betrayal is that it never comes from your enemies” "It doesn't matter" I whisper to her while I signal to my parents to leave us alone ." I should look at betrayal as a gift" "Would you?" she asks looking in my eyes and making my heart tremble. "Yeah. It makes it that much easier to sweep the evil up and toss it out with the rest of the trash. We already knew that someone betray us. Now we have the whole image." "No" she tells me. "We don't." And I lift her chin and kiss her.

“You know Lily’s my best friend’s sister. Before he died, he told me to take care of her, and I promised him I wouldn’t let anything happen to her.” I took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress the sadness rising in my heart. “So I’m the one who has to suffer instead? Does my reputation mean nothing to you? Do you have any idea what people are saying about me?” “As long as you don’t let it get to you, those rumors can’t hurt you,” Sam said. “When this all blows over, we’ll get married. You’re so kind, Amy. I know you’ll understand, won’t you?”

said the love of my life, and I smiled. I smiled because it had all been worth it. My mate's betrayal had helped me find my way. My mate's betrayal led me to find true love. My mate's betrayal made everything fall into place. Nothing else mattered; this was everything. THE END.

I could tell Marisol was telling the truth but i still wanted to see proof with my own eyes that Janet had set me up to fail in our marriage, But why? I felt every emotion while Marisol was showing me all the proof in her phone, I felt sad, angry, betrayed. Did she hate me this much that she would put me in the predicament i was in? I needed to know why, But Janet would not answer any of my phone calls and reply to any of my messages. I knew i failed whatever sick test this was but she knew all along and let me continue when she had every chance to confront me or put a stop to everything. "When i found out i was pregnant i knew i couldnt continue to lie to you" Marisol said. Well at least i

༒ ℜ𝔞𝔣𝔣𝔞𝔢𝔩𝔢༒ The mistake people made about betrayal was assuming it announced itself. It didn't. Betrayal was quiet. Patient. It sat beside you at meetings, shook your hand, shared drinks with you, then sold pieces of your life when you weren't looking. The truly dangerous traitors weren't the greedy ones. They were the convinced ones. The ones who believed they were doing the right thing.

I wanted you to taste what it feels like to be betrayed by the person closest to you, to lose everything. "I wanted you to fall in love with me just so I could crush you beneath my feet! This was the retribution you and your father deserved!"

“Those ninety-nine IVF rounds, the hope, the heartbreak, the injections, the surgeries, you knew all of it.” “My positive pregnancy test, the one I planned to give you as a surprise on our tenth anniversary, you didn’t know that either.” “You only knew one thing: that I ‘owed’ you a child.” My voice remained steady, but each sentence made his face turn whiter, his body start to tremble. “You only knew how to force a confession out of me. How to throw me into jail.” “No, Serena…no, that wasn’t…” He was unraveling, words tripping over each other.

Victor and Isabella let me down. Victor, the man I trusted and loved hid a truth that changed how I saw him. Isabella, my daughter kept secrets that could tear our family apart. Their lies and silences hurt me. I felt angry, sad and disbelieving.I rubbed my temples. How did everything fall apart fast? One minute we were getting ready for an event. The next I was facing betrayal. My heart hurt knowing the people I trusted were breaking apart.I tried to understand my feelings. I was angry at Victor. I was disappointed in Isabella. I realized I was blind. All of it was crashing together inside me. I thought about the envelope, the party and the whispers from guests. The images and feelings woul