Quotes On Betrayal Novels & Stories

I can’t let them take that away from me, too. Matigas siguro ang ulo ko, oo. Pero iba na ako ngayon. Nangako na ako sa sarili ko na ako na lang. Ako na lang ang magmamahal sa sarili ko, ako na lang ang tutupad sa mga pangarap ko. Wala nang iba. Because when you’ve been betrayed by your own blood, what’s left to trust? I can’t even trust my own mother, so how can I ever trust anyone else?

she asked at naupo sa buhangin. Naupo na rin ako sa buhangin at inantay na magpakita ang haring araw. “My hate and wrath are my inspiration, I been on the situation of getting betrayed and an unexpected person will help you, while the person that you trust the most will betray you, they feed you some lies and endless pain,” I explained and looked at her face.

“Kung mangyari man 'yan, pananagutan kita." Napalunok ako. Hindi iyon ang sagot na gusto kong marinig. Hindi biro 'tong sitwasyong pinasok namin. Maaaring masaktan si Mama at si Tito Nick. And the worst is, masisira ang tiwala nila sa amin. Ma-disappoint sila lalo na si Mama, knowing na mataas ang pagpapahalaga niya sa salitang 'pamilya.' But what should I do? I'm falling for this man right here.

And this is Cupid, promising the entire Olympus that I will love this woman until the last piece of my unlimited arrow left. And I am happy that she fell for Cupid. Love cannot live without trust and betrayal can always break the trust that's making the love alive. END

“Then we burn every exit.” My breath caught slightly. Because he meant it. Every word. I moved beside him to study the map closer. Too close again. Ramdam ko ang shoulder niya halos nakadikit sa akin. His hand suddenly moved beside mine on the table. Large. Steady. Dangerous. “You hesitate,” sabi niya mababa. “I don’t.” “You still think emotionally.” I looked at him directly. “And you think emotion is weakness.” “Usually, yes.” “Maybe that’s why betrayal keeps beating you.”

Someone had once said that the thing that’s worse than death is betrayal. Ramdam na randam ni Yekaterina at ng iba pang kasamahan ni Ahrio ang mabigat na katotohanang iyon dahil alam nilang bawat segundong lumilipas ay mas lalong nalalapit na sila sa kanilang kamatayan. Ang bawat paglatay ng kuryente sa kanilang katawan ay unti-unting nagpapahina sa kanila, lumalabo ang kanilang paningin, nanghihina ang kanilang tibok ng puso at unti-unting nawawalan ng malay. Para sa kanila ang kanyang pagtatraydor ay mas masakit kaysa sa kanyang kamatayan.

“Bigla ko lang naisip. Wala lang, allergic ako sa mga cheater, eh. Kaya wala akong kasintahan ngayon, kase mahirap na baka ang isang poging tulad ko ay saktan at lokohin lamang.” Nabatukan naman siya ni Thalia sa sinabi niya. “Tanga! Kapag niloko ka, patawarin mo pero huwag mo na ulit pakisamahan. Gano'n 'yon! Immature ka masyado.” I don't know why, pero nakaka-relate ako sa pinaguusapan nila. How can you trust people when you got betrayed while your heart is pure? Hindi ba? Pareho silang tama, pareho rin silang mali.

“I left because I thought I could protect you. I had a heart condition that got worse than I expected. I thought if I stayed, you’d be tied to my illness. I saw the way you carried things on your own and I wanted to spare you. In Spain, I had surgery. I trained, I exercised. I met people who helped me manage my condition. I worked. I paid my debts. I kept myself away so you wouldn’t have to see me weak.” Pinakinggan ko siya nang tahimik. Hindi ko napigilang magtama. “You made a decision for me without asking me. That’s betrayal.” “Betrayal,” umamin siya nang mahina. “I’m sorry. I was selfish under the guise of protecting you. I should have trusted you. I should have trusted us.”

The question was, could I rewrite our love story into one of survival and strength, or would I remain trapped in the darkness of their betrayal? As I gazed into the mirror, I saw a glimmer of hope in my reflection. I saw a woman who had been broken, but not defeated. A woman who had been betrayed, but not destroyed. And in that moment, I knew that I would rise, that I would find a way to heal and to move forward. The journey would be long, but I was ready to take the first step, to begin the process of rewriting my story and reclaiming my life.

My heart felt like it was being crushed. “Space from me?” “From all of this.” From me. I nodded slowly. “Fine.” But as I turned to leave… I said something I wasn’t sure was a promise or a warning. “I won’t lose you.” She didn’t answer. Paglabas ko ng condo niya, alam ko na. Isabella didn’t just manipulate her. She planted doubt. And doubt is more dangerous than betrayal. I looked up at the night sky. “This isn’t over,” bulong ko.