Requiem Of A Broken Heart Novels & Stories

"But... I'm broken and messed up and have pieces of me all over the place. That's not something anybody should have to deal with, Noah." I shrugged softly, "I don't care, Tiffany. I want you and if that comes with pieces all over the place then I'm okay with it. You don't get it," I chuckled softly, moving the hand that was cupping her face back to her hands to hold them gently in mine. "I can't unlove you. I can't forget the feeling of holding you when you sleep next to me. I can't forget how your eyes would get a bit bigger every time something surprising would happen in Prison Break. I can't forget the dreadful look on your face every time you walk in to math class, wanting it to be over

"I'm sorry Charity, I won't be going to the victim's home today. Something came up. We'll go some other time" I think the phrase, shattering of heart is a bit too underrated and considered too literal, used in literary works and in certain kind of situations to prove how pleasant our grasp of good grammar is cause I can testify that my heart practically broke into a million pieces that all the glue in the world wouldn’t even dare put together if they tried as I read through Detective Roman's message that morning.

My all-black ensemble was now marred with blood, a visual representation of the devastation he had wrought. I closed my eyes, gathering what little strength I had left. I stood up slowly, ignoring the throbbing in my hands. "Don't worry, Damien," I said, my voice barely whispering. "If my presence makes you sick… I will gladly leave. Please take care. I'm sorry and goodbye." With a heavy heart, I turned and walked towards the door, leaving a trail of blood in my wake. The blood was a tangible manifestation of my broken heart, a testament to the years of unrequited love that had finally reached their devastating conclusion.

The foundation of love she had built her life upon had crumbled, leaving her to navigate the fragments of her once-cherished relationships with a wounded spirit and a mind overwhelmed by conflicting emotions. Riya's heart, once whole and vibrant, now lay shattered into innumerable fragments, each piece representing the trust she once held for others. It seemed as if the very foundation of her existence had crumbled, leaving her adrift in a sea of despair. Waves of anguish washed over her as the stark reality of her pathetic life took hold. No respite could be found from the relentless tears that streamed down her face, a reflection of the overwhelming pain that consumed her.

Something cracks in my chest, and the first of the uncontrollable sobs breaks free from my soul, wracking my body. Sebastian, Gabriel and Ethan host the service. I’m sure their words are heartfelt, sweet and honour the dead as they should. But I don’t hear it. I can’t hear anything over how my heart is breaking inside. Aurora Squeezes one hand whilst Oli holds the other. I shatter into a million pieces, and by the time the service ends I don’t think I will ever get all the pieces back in one place. People come up and speak with me, shaking my hand, high fiveing Oli and a number of other greetings. It’s a blur of faces as I pull my coat tighter around me to ward off the chill.

God, I hadn’t seen her laugh in three years. “I hate Mateo,” I said, “because three years ago, he decided I was cheating and that was the end of it.” Remy’s face was stone. But his eyes… his eyes weren’t. “Two years together. And he didn’t ask me one question. Not one. He took someone else’s word, called me a liar, got my friend stabbed, framed me, and walked away like I was nothing.” The room went quiet for a minute. I stepped closer to the table. “So no, I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing it because he didn’t trust me, and then he let me rot for something he helped make happen.”

"Just come out and see me one last time, okay?" Albert's hand tightened around mine. Even this powerful business magnate's eyes were red and trembling. I knew he feared I might still feel sorry for Jeff. But how could I? I squeezed Albert's hand and shook my head at the butler. "Time for the ceremony." As the organ played, a dull crash echoed from the sand. Through the stained-glass window, I saw Jeff collapse into the surf like a fallen tree. The velvet box with the ring floated away into the deep blue.

Her lips trembled as they moved, whispering his name over and over… Kade… Kade… each one, broken fragments, desperate pleas, promises she could no longer keep. Her cries grew louder, harsher, a sharp sound of anguish that rattled the quiet of the mound. Each scream tore through the air, raw and unrestrained, echoing across the empty lands. The world around her blurred, fading into shadows of sorrow, leaving only her and the man she had lost.

"A safeguard against the strength of their love. If they chose each other above all else, their bond would be unbreakable. But if doubts crept in, the pendant would shatter, symbolizing the fragility of their relationship." I clutched the broken half tighter. "So, the fact that it's broken now..." Morana interrupted, "Means your love is being tested. But it also means there's hope. If you can find the other half and mend it with genuine intent, your bond can still be saved." "But why can't I remember any of this?" I questioned, feeling overwhelmed. "Why does it feel like I'm hearing a fairy tale?" She gave a sad smile. "Because, dear Elain, your memories were sealed."

he uttered in an extremely gentle voice, just like he would when we first got together. Sorrow filled my heart. I was feeling sorrowful over the humiliation I endured in the private room that day. I was sorrowful over the times I was disrespected, and over how I wasn't able to win him over even after loving him for nine years. I was sorrowful over the fact that I heard him threaten to send a video of me to my newlywed husband. Yet, I felt far less of a burden than when my sincere feelings were completely neglected. The heavens might not put the person who failed to appreciate someone else's sincerity through physical punishment, but they would make him lose his partner forever.