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"Don't call me that. It makes me sick. Xavier, if you insist on taking me back, I'll kill myself right in front of you." His face immediately darkened. "Rory, how long are you going to keep this up?" "Keep this up?" she repeated coldly. "After everything that's happened, you still think I'm just throwing a tantrum?" She added, "Caden and I already sent out our wedding invites. Xavier, I stopped loving you a long time ago. If you keep doing this, you're only destroying whatever good feelings we had left."

His apology now was nothing more than a shallow feeling of guilt, and I did not need that. What I wanted was to be with someone who loved me unconditionally. Someone whose entire world revolved around me. I pulled my hand away from his. "Not a chance! Let’s just get a divorce. Even without Megan, we would’ve ended up here eventually," I said coldly. “Is there really no chance for us? Please Cat...” He looked at me with wounded eyes. "Can’t we start over? Just give me one more chance." "That’s impossible, Matthew. Don’t try to act all loving and caring—it doesn’t work on me anymore."

"So I won't have to see your face again." Okay. Now I was getting offended, and the warmth I'd felt just moments ago evaporated, replaced by a sting of rejection. "Oh, I'm sorry," my voice became laced with a sudden, sharp edge as I leaned slightly forward. "Is there something on my face…? Why are you trying so hard to get rid of me?" The injustice of it, after everything. "What's the point of saving me from drowning if you won't let me properly heal? Isn't that just... too harsh."

God, she was hurting, and all he felt was pain radiating off her in waves. Mia curled up against Adam, shaking wildly. She didn’t even care how weak and stupid she looked right now – all she was able to handle in this totally broken moment was sucking in breath, and she wasn’t even doing that especially well. Her chest hurt from lack of air and the force of her sobs, and she just held on to Adam’s body as she drowned in a sea of grief and anger and confusion.

Eyes squeezed shut, she fought for breath. Sean gazed down at her, his heart swelling with a profound emotion. How much she had tormented him. He hadn't pined for his dead family as much as he pined for her. When she walked away, she hadn’t just left him; she had taken his heart with her, stripped him of everything. For days, months, he went on breathing, existing like a shell of himself. Every breath felt like a curse. But then, one day, like sunbeams through the clouds of storm, she came back. She returned. And with just one glance, one word, she breathed life into him again, reviving his dead soul.

Then my mind wanders off to Antonio words: "Is not really the matter of being a softy dumbass. I just find the story similar to what happened to you. I'm dead serious! You've got to read this book, perhaps after reading you can tell me if I was wrong or right" I don't know when my fingers has typed the title of the book and it's author and now I was at A****n Kindle page. In the page, the book cover is designed with white background and then it had a broken shaped hearts on the background with the title written in red 'Shattered Hearts' and it's author name below the cover Micaela Alvarado. Seeing this book again sent turbulence to my heart like in the afternoon when I'd seen it.

At this point, I wish I had amnesia and didn't recall anything as I woke up because my head was seriously banging with migraine, my heart was shattered and my eyes were gushing freely with tears. I still can't believe I had loved this man with all my heart yet all I got to return was disdain. I had lived my life to please him and yet all my efforts went unappreciated. “Why didn't you show me the SIGNS?? This man was about to betray me,yet how come did I not see it's coming?’’ I scolded my inner man, sobbing profusely. “Girl, are you talking about SIGNS??, what SIGN exactly are you talking about?...the ones you did not see when he never agreed to sleep with you on the same bed even after 5 ye

His heart ached suddenly uncontrollably. "Ugh!" king Alaric clutched his chest, complaining of the pain he had endured for the past two years. "My lord!!" the maid there shouted along with the soldiers and the king's aide. Likewise, Benjamin, who got up, ran towards king Alaric to see if the king's face turned white as paper before losing consciousness. Rania saw it all, and it had often felt like for almost two years, her spirit had been wandering around following were Benjamin and King Alaric had gone to listen to bitter facts about the queen dowager's conspiracy with the black magicians.

The world suddenly collapsed around me the moment my eyes locked onto the tiny grave. My knees buckled as I stumbled forward weakly, collapsing beside the grave. The soil looked fresh… still damp, like it had only just been covered. My trembling fingers slowly reached out and touched the cold earth. That was the moment something inside me completely shattered. I no longer felt that numb feeling… it felt as if my heart was being poked and poked with thousands of sharp silver needles. This… this was real. “No… No… No…” I couldn’t hold back the bitter sob that tore from my throat. “My baby… my child…”

She wrote of peace, air that no longer strangled her, liberty that ached but cured too. Her words no longer screamed. They breathed finally. And when she'd done, she slammed the notebook shut and wrapped it tight around her. Light burned low, rain a murmur, and in that instant, she knew: The Blackwoods had broken her, yes but here, in this quiet room of shattered walls and frayed curtains, she was piecing herself back together. Piece by precious piece. And despite the pain inside her, despite the fire of passion and love for Harrison that burned like an everlasting flame, she no longer choked.