Romans & histoires Since You Don't Love Me, Why Betray My Deep Affection

At that moment I felt nothing, no physical pain could hurt more than the pain of betrayal. What was it about me that said, screw me over, why don’t you! My father, Jenna, my best friend and now – Her! I finally decided to open myself up to a girl, the fool that I was, only to have my heart ripped from my chest. Fuck love! I am done!

Hope faded from his eyes. “I still love you,” he whispered. She looked at him calmly. “I believe you.” His chest lifted. “But love is not enough.” It dropped again. “You loved me while you were betraying me,” she said. “That kind of love is not safe.” He had no answer. “I don’t hate you,” she added softly. That hurt more. “I don’t pray for your downfall. I don’t wish you pain. I just don’t belong to you anymore.” He stared at the ground.

“I wanted to tell you - I wanted to, I swear. I was going to tell you tonight.” “Did you hate me that much?” His voice cracked under the weight of betrayal. “Did you think I wouldn’t be able to handle it? That I wouldn’t want him? That I wouldn’t love him? I fucking love you, Annabelle - I have my whole life. So why?” His voice rose, shaking with raw emotion. “Why would you do this to me?”

But how could I believe that? The tears kept coming. My heart felt like it was shattering into a thousand pieces, and I didn’t know if it would ever heal. I whispered into the darkness, my voice breaking, “Lucian… why?” The long, slow ache of betrayal settled deep in my chest. But I kept sobbing Lucian why……why You shouldn’t have done this I cried my heart hurt,it hurt so much,the pain of crying silently without being heard. Mom ,Mia now Lucian…seems no one really loves me…

"You know what? I think you were just jealous and bitter. You were always jealous of me because I had things that your parents could never provide for you. That's why you decided to turn yourself to my Dad's whore to get material items from him. You have no idea how much you really disgust me, Gabriella, I curse the day we became friends." "The truth is that if you're capable of screwing my father then you're capable of screwing Jason but it doesn't bother me anymore because I have nothing to do with any of you again. You all are good for nothing, you all are Betrayals! and I hope karma catches up with you guys really soon."

I feel like I'm drowning in a sea of anguish, desperately searching for a lifeline to pull me out. "Richard, why?" I whisper, my voice filled with sorrow and confusion. "Why?" I shouted as my feet lost strength and I collapsed to the ground, my body trembling with the weight of my emotions. The echoes of my cries fade into the silence of the empty woods, leaving me feeling more alone than ever before. If you want to betray me, why show love to me? Why play with my emotions like this? Why did you lead me on a path that was adorned with lies? You showed me dreams of happily ever after, only to shatter them with your deceit.

I set my hands on my hips, breathing deeply as I stared at the hearth. “Part of me wants to protect you, wants to get you out of here, wants to fight him if it comes to that, but not… not like this. Not from behind. Not with assassination.” I let out a humorless laugh. “By the Goddess, Violet, this is betrayal at the oldest level there is.” Finally, I turned to face her. “I love you,” I said then, before I could think better of it. “I love you in a way I’ve never loved anyone. I love you enough to betray my honor. And that’s exactly why I’m trying to convince you to choose another path.”

That even though my heart kinda was partially because of Daniel's betrayal, I still needed not to let people surrounding me know I was having a great breakdown. "Daniel..." I whispered. "How are you? Why did you do that? Why did you... Betray your bestfriend?" "I just loved you." A tear escaped from my eye, but I did not bother to wipe it away. "Can you just move on? I don't love you." "I know," he whisper-cried using his weak voice, "I just like loving you this way."

I loved her, she was my amore, my donna, my heart, I loved her more than I let on and when she betrayed me, I couldn’t help but love her more because even in that I saw how loyal she was to the people she cared about, she could have shot me that night but she didn’t, that means that she too felt something.

A stab from a friend cuts deeper than a stab from a foe. – Amit Kalantri ____ Betrayal, an emotion I hadn't felt before. I never felt it because I was never close to anyone to suffer that painful emotion. I didn't have any family members except my mother and she loved me more than herself. I unconsciously never gave room for betrayal and I didn't know it would hurt so much. It's true what they say, with love comes a lot of pain in different kinds of ways.