Requiem Of A Broken Heart の小説・ストーリー

His eyes burned with intensity, with something I hadn’t seen in him before—something that made my breath hitch. “Then where were you?” I could feel my voice thick with emotion as I struggled to push him away. “Where were you when my father took his life because of that scandal? When your family was hatching plans to destroy mine? When my mother went into a coma from the shock, and then... then she died?” My voice broke, and I felt like I couldn’t breathe anymore, the weight of my pain overwhelming me.

Argh .... Andien punched the metal guardrail as she shouted angrily. "I hate you, Kenan. I hate you!" Andien screamed again while the sea water began to wet parts of her body as she chose to sit on the bridge that people said was called the bridge of love. It had only been 12 hours since Andien had received Kenan's sacred vows but Andien felt that she was already a widow. Andien tried to hold back her sobs as the tears continued to flow.

The laughter, the love, the moments that would never come to pass. Her heartache grew, her sobs of broken dreams. She rocked back and forth, cradling the gift as if it were a relic of a love she could never have. Each heaving breath mingled with her tears, a desperate attempt to purge the suffocating emotions that threatened to consume her.

There are gasps and mutterings, but I can't take my eyes off the headstone. The loss, the crushing inevitable loss, drives me crazy. I fall into a shallow puddle of mud on fresh turf. The stone is split by a fissure, a jagged scar between Corey and Quinn. My tears are mixed with rain. My pendant is pulsing in time with my broken heart, when suddenly footsteps are heard.…

forever? "No… no…" Ramsey whispered, his voice cracking. His heart broke into a thousand pieces, and the pain surged through his chest like a tidal wave. He stumbled back, crashing against the wall as his breathing grew ragged. His eyes, wide and wild with grief, searched for something, anything to hold onto. But there was nothing. Nothing but emptiness.

, I said, wishing that he would stop, “ look, I love you, so much, but I can't. I just can't” “ What do you mean you can't?” He asked, obviously confused, and I just felt sorry for him. I felt pity for him. He didn't understand, and he never will. The fact that my heart had been broken beyond repair, the fact that my mind and body would never allow me to become so vulnerable before anyone again, the fact that Hakim killed me, not with a sword or a gun, but with his eyes, and the fact that even though his hazel eyes looked nothing like those of Hakim, it still reminded me of him, of that day when he finally broke the spine of my heart, along with my ribs. He didn't understand, he never will u

Chapter Song: Good Mourning by Sophie Holohan The first time I had my heart broken was when Era rejected me when I asked to junior prom. I was very excited. I keep jumping on my bed. Writing the best letter invitation. I even asked Kim to read it for me just to see how she would react. But she couldn't feel a thing.

Shattered into a million irreparable pieces. The dam inside me finally shattered. It wasn't a gentle crack, but an explosion, a violent rupture that released the torrent I had been desperately holding back. I staggered back from the mirror, pressing a shaking hand over my mouth, desperate to stifle the sounds, as the sobs poured out, uncontrollable, ugly, and raw. They ripped from my throat, tearing through my chest, each one a testament to the agonizing pain I had suppressed for so long. I sank to the cold, unforgiving tiled floor, my knees pulled to my chest, my arms wrapped tightly around myself, rocking back and forth, gasping through the storm of grief I’d been holding in since the mome

As if they'd never curled their sweat dampened bodies around each other, lost in their little bubble where the outside world couldn't pierce through. He did what had to be done, even though he hated himself. He'd earned a degree in the field of breaking hearts. He could blame his family for their breakup all he wants but it didn't change the fact he hurt her badly. After what he did to Gabrielle courtesy of his parent he never intended to see her. But there she was, standing two feet apart from him. He remembered the promises he made to her, he swore to protect her when the world wasn't in her Favour and he failed to do that. He didn't deserve to see her again, not now not ever.

She tried to hide her tears, but they fell uncontrollably as she was walking farther and farther away from him. Damien was etched into every corner of her heart and soul. His absence would leave an unfillable void inside her. This unrequited love was going to destroy her. Even though he loved her, they could never be together. Someone had once said that unrequited love is like a dead and useless organ. It does not perform any function but kills the body and soul bit by bit. It’s more hazardous than a disease. One can cure a disease but a defective soul can't be fixed.