Saying About Broken Promises Novels & Stories

After sitting down, he watched Arleena as if waiting for what the woman would say. "How can you deal with a man like that?" asked Hugo who couldn't stop thinking. Arleena didn't answer at first. Because she didn't want to talk about it, Arleena just waved one hand. "Never mind. Let's not talk about it anymore. You just hear the news from other people, don't ask—" "He promised not to hurt you, Arleena," said Hugo, not wanting to listen to Arleena's words. Arleena's cynical laugh was heard. "Promises are just bullshit, Hugo. In the end, everything is broken."

She stayed professional, but he did not like her tone and simply spoke, “I want to check what life you are living that you forget your promise, which you made with me.” Her expression frowned instantly, “What are you talking about? I can’t understand.” Her words left him no choice but to be mocking, “Someone promised me that she will never leave my sister's side, until she gets healthy. But as soon as my sister woke up, she decided to break the promise as if it never existed.”

His eyes watered too, “what if I don't want to be loved? What if— one day you are going to hate me, you are going to disgust me, you won't ever want to see or speak to me, or worse I'll lose you” “no, you won't! That won't happen I promise—” He was cut off by Aracely's hand on his lips shutting him off. “Please don't promise me. Don't tell me everything will be alright, don't tell me things will fall into place, don't promise me that we will be together forever because all of the promises that I have either made or have been made to me have always been broken” Aracely cried. She cried. Normally, she never let anyone see her vulnerable but at this point, she couldn't care less anymore, she wa

"But you promised Nicole, a promise is a promise, or our twin bond will be broken, I won't ever forgive you," She threatened. That was what they had said, if one person failed to keep the promise their twin bond will be broken...

Because promises— they mean something. They carry weight. They bind. “You can’t promise that,” she says quietly. “I just did.” “And if I break?” “Then I hold you together.” “And if I can’t be fixed?” “Then I don’t fix you.” “Then what?” I meet her eyes. Unwavering. Unbreaking. “I stand with you anyway.” Her lips part. No words come out. Because there aren’t any. Not for that. Not for something like that. And for a moment—

Right after he was done imagining a life where they were happy together. Yet when the time came, and he finally had her in his hold, his mind had just gone blank. Even after everything, he couldn't bring himself to hurt her. But he would, he promised. His pain deserved justice. He assured himself that the pain in his heart would lessen only when there would be tears in her eyes. Only when she would be as broken as he was, he will be satisfied. "Right away, sir." Daisy bowed dramatically, pretending to tip off her imaginary hat. Even now she realized, she liked the annoyance that clouded his features at her unnecessary theatrics.

But then, what about his promise? "Promises are meant to be broken, Zhanaia." What Caroline said before echoed in my head and I can't help but to sigh and shake my head. She's right though. Promises are meant to be broken. There were only a few promises that were kept. I sighed once again and stared at the beautiful river of Limmat. It was beautiful, the sun rays that bounced in the river's water brought a sparkling effect on it, and everyone was admiring it.

By the time I finish speaking, I’m on my feet, my finger pointed accusingly at him. Ronan stays silent for a few seconds before standing from his chair, his face unreadable. “Really?” he finally says, disbelief lacing his voice. “Is that what you think of me? That I’d just give up and stop protecting you and our children?” “It’s not like it’d be the first time you’ve gone back on your word. You’ve broken promises before, so yes, I think there’s a chance you might do it again. Once a promise breaker, always a promise breaker,” I say coldly, my hands resting on my hips.

"Were you talking to my mother?" I nodded quietly. "Yes she's on her way." She pouted her lips. "Did she sound mad?" I shook my head negatively. "She seemed more mad at me so you have nothing to worry about honey." I sat down on the sofa. "Why do grown ups always break their promises?" She asked out of the blue, taking me by surprise. That was tough. I gave her a small smile. "Grown-ups are complicated creatures honey and sometimes they can be big dummies that's why they break their promises."

“I’m trying to talk to you.” “ Talk to me about what exactly?” I shouted. “ What exactly could you possibly say that will take all of it away?” The words poured out, unstoppable now. “You broke the promise you made to me. I trusted you and took your word that you would never hurt me again, you let me believe in something that wasn’t real, something that will never be real. You're having a child with another woman, not just any other woman but my cousin, and now you want to talk?”