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Sapphire yelled, fighting against the tears she so desperately despised. "I know I hurt you and I'm sorry! I'm sorry that I broke your trust. I'm sorry that I lied and made a fool of you. I'm extremely sorry. Words can't even begin to explain how bad I feel." Sapphire turned to the wall, envisioning a brokenhearted boy avoiding her gaze.

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.

Adam leaned in closer, and when he heard what she was saying, his heart damn near ripped in half. “I’m sorry, Adam,” she whispered, the pain in her voice tearing him apart. “I’m sorry, Adam. I’m sorry. I’m sorry…” “No,” he said softly. He kissed her closed eyelids. “No, Katie. Don’t do that.” “I’m broken,” she said, shaking harder. “I’m broken. Broken… broken… broken…” “No.” His voice caught now, and he cleared his throat. “You’re not.”

The pain in my chest was overwhelming, but what was even more painful was the heartbreak. Whatever hope I had held out for us crumbled at that point. He’d made his choice. And he broke my heart. I sank onto the edge of the bed, my fingers curling into the sheets as another sharp pain rippled through the bond. The mark on my neck felt raw now – angry. I felt a part of my heart crumble into dust every time the moans grew louder. There was no excuse Wade could give me that would make this acceptable.A broken sound escaped my throat, somewhere between a sob and a laugh.

The pain in my voice echoed through the night, a haunting reminder of my shattered dreams and broken heart. The realization hit me like a ton of bricks—our bond was irreparably broken, and no amount of wishing or hoping could change that. As I howled in pain, another howl joined mine, sounding as painful and heartbreaking as my own. Maybe someone else out there was feeling the same heartache as me—a connection in our shared suffering.

He starts sobbing almost immediately, and her heart breaks for him. “Oh, Sweetie. That’s it let it all out. I’m here. I love you. I can take your sadness, as much as your anger. I will bear it all to have you. Do you hear me.” He nods, still sobbing and clinging to her. “I have had people angry at me for most of my life for one reason or another, and most of them would have killed me if I couldn’t handle it. I am not easily broken. Hurt, yes. Damaged, yes. But broken? Only one man ever broke me, and that was by dying in front of me.”

People don't hate ghosts. Our time together was pretty short, but it was also the best time of my life. Now that you're gone, I feel empty. Without you, I feel broke like half a whole. Without you, I've got no hand to hold. Without you, I feel like a torn sail in a storm. Without you, I'm just a sad song. You broke my heart, but I still love you with all the pieces and I'll always do. Take good care of yourself. Love,

"When two people really love each other, and then one of them, could be the boy or the girl. Love someone new, or leaves the first person he was with, for another girl. The first girl would be sad, and hurt. Or if someone dies in a family, and the members cry, and start feeling sad and hurt, you can say they are heartbroken." I explained in as quick as I could, in the weirdest way as possible. And her eyes dilated in amazement at this. "So if you take me back to where you found me, I am definitely going to cry because I would be sad. And then hurt that you left me. So I can call that an heartbreak, yeah?"

So stripped of who I am. Is this how she felt? Every time I cursed her in that fucking dungeon. Every time I told her, I hated her. Every time I wished she had died with her parents. Is this how she felt? Broken? Empty? Lost? I had naively thought that nothing could compare to the pain I went through when Lola rejected me, but I was wrong. So fucking wrong. Sadie rejecting me and showing her hate towards me makes me feel like my heart and soul have been put through a mincer. As if they have been shredded into nothing but ground meat. It feels like I have been stripped of everything that makes me and have been left with nothing.