Shatter Me Book Mga Nobela at Kwento

Mabuti naman at mabilis ko lang nahanap dahil malapit lang sa kung nasaan ang table namin. I went inside and thank God that no one’s inside! Sa inis ko’y nahampas ko ang tiles ng lababo at napahinga ng malalim. I want to control myself but I can’t help not to shed a tear. Damn it! Kahit ano’ng pigil ko ay naiinis pa rin ako. I remember what that girl said and I can’t help not to get hurt. Oo, aaminin ko. He was the reason why I don’t want to date men. He was the first man that I love but he was the one who broke my young and innocent heart. But despite what he did to me, I still love him. It’s been sixteen years and I am still in love with him.

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I refused to let him speak, not when I was still piecing myself back together. But then... one tear fell. Isang patak lang ng luha, mula sa isang mata niya.. Pero ramdam ko. And for just a second, I saw him not the man who broke me, but the boy I used to love. The boy I once believed would never let me fall. Maybe, deep down, some part of me still wanted to reach for him. But I didn't. Because that boy... he watched me shatter. And now, he has to live with it.

Hanggang sa, hindi ko na napigilan. Binuksan ko sa unang pahina. Nakayuko ang sulat kamay niya, pamilyar, medyo magulo, pero totoo. “To the girl I broke… and still love.” “Xiana, if you're reading this, thank you for giving me even just a second chance to be heard. Not to fix what I shattered, but just to let you know that I’ve changed… because you mattered.”

dikta ng kanyang isip upang protektahan ang mahinang bahagi ng kanyang pagkatao. Naguguluhan si Alexander dahil sa kakaibang ugali ng kanyang asawa, marahil kung sa iba ay huhusgahan na isa itong baliw. “Tell me, Alexander, how can a man expect peace from a woman he's made miserable? You’ve planted pain. So, how can you harvest calm? A heart that’s been broken won’t sing the same song, Alexander.

I whispered into the dim light, voice breaking, “…bakit sa dinami-rami ng babae sa mundo… bakit kailangang si Shivani pa ang minahal ko nang ganito?” The one woman whose heart I wanted to protect… It is the same woman whose heart was shattered by the sins of my blood. Is this how fate repays my mother’s sin? By letting me fall in love with the very girl whose family she destroyed? Kami pa talaga ni Shivani? Bakit kami pa? I gripped the edge of the counter, knuckles white, vision blurring. How can I keep loving her—when everything about me is a reminder of what ruined her?

Napapikit ako at pinakiramdaman ang haplos niya. "I was hurt..." her voice was shaking and it made my heart hurt even more. "You were like a storm... A ruthless and cruel storm that suddenly entered my life. You destroyed the peaceful calm I once knew, you shattered everything. Sinaktan mo ako at iniwang sugatan." She continued wiping my uncontrollable tears. Only with her could I cry like this. So broken, so vulnerable, and so weak.

Tumingin siya nang diretso sa aking mga mata, at mas lalong humigpit ang hawak niya sa mga daliri ko. "And then, you crashed into my world. You didn't gracefully dismantle my walls, Marianne—you shattered them in a single night. In the middle of a chaotic bar, on the worst night of my life, you didn't just throw up on my expensive suit; you punched me straight in the mouth over a complete misunderstanding."

Broken Hearts. On going trauma. These are the wounds Editha Amber and Jhon Paulo carry. Will they make it? Even after the storm

Alexander’s POV I couldn’t wait any longer. The moment I heard Jasmine’s broken sob from inside, it felt like something was ripped straight out of my chest. This wasn’t just a breakdown this was a collapse. A shattering. The kind that destroys a person from the inside. I pressed my forehead against the door. “Baby… I’m right here. I’m not leaving.” And when I heard her shouting… I knew begging wasn’t enough anymore. I had to get her out.