Sleeping With Broken Heart Novels & Stories

Not like this. But to look at her now, unconscious, fragile, hardly breathing, something in me broke. I scooped her up into my arms, cradling her against me. She was so light. Too light. I swallowed. Damn it, Adeline. I had closed her out to break her. But maybe… just maybe… I'm the one who's broken instead. I tightened my arms around Adeline's limp body, my heart racing in my chest. "Stop teasing me," I muttered, rocking her gently. "Just wake up."

His husky voice calling her darling makes her legs suddenly go weak. As they stood there, the sizzling bacon and fresh coffee filled the air with a cozy warmth. Jane felt her heart swell with emotion, her eyes stung at his word, but she blinked it away. She felt so emotional. It’s not that she doesn’t have her girlish wish, it’s just that after being hurt by Ted, she felt she was dreaming right now. Her heart swells with love for this man in front of her. She hadn’t expected to fall for him so quickly.

Sophia couldn’t sleep that night. The email lingered in her mind, its contents replaying over and over, each word etched in her memory. She lay in bed beside Ethan, listening to the steady rhythm of his breathing, trying to draw strength from his presence. But the unease gnawed at her, refusing to let her rest.

Weighted. Sure thing, there was no easy way to break somebody’s heart…

Ethan’s POV That night I had a dream, that all was well and I was lying with Patricia in my arms, in a bed of roses. Her eyes were closed and the was a subtle smile on her face as I placed soft kisses on her forehead, cheeks and her lips. Suddenly the ground shook under us. The petals vanished and all that was left of the bed were the harsh thorn-filled twigs. Patricia’s eyes opened in alarm. She was clearly hurting, but didn’t yell out her pain. Thinking she was fine, I stood up in search of another bed of flowers, oblivious to the suffering Patricia was going through in my absence.

"I'm sorry. I know that what I did was wrong. Can't we go back to how we used to be back then?" I looked at her and lightly shook my head. "We can never go back, Queenie Blackrose," I replied. "From the moment you posted the first photo of you and him on your Instagram account and chose to lie to me, we could never, ever go back to the past again." Misty sighed and said, "Nessie, know that trust, once broken, can never be put back together again."

Linda said disdainfully, "It looks like you've finally become mature. It would have been better if you had come to your senses earlier. If you had, Mr. and Mrs. Morgan wouldn't have hated you so much." I said nothing as I entered the storage room, and a pungent, moldy smell hit my nose. The cramped space was filled with a wide variety of items. There was only a one-meter-wide small bed, half of which was filled with books, and the other half was empty. I lay down and drifted off into a deep sleep. I was so tired that all I wanted was a good night's sleep... However, even such a small wish escaped me. It was unknown how long it had been before I was jolted awake by a strong force. When I open

However, it had gone cold. As I didn't have the strength to hold the cup steady, it hit the floor and shattered into pieces. Just then, my phone buzzed nonstop with messages from the work group chat. "Quick, check social media. Did Mr. Bender just announce he's dating Ms. Hubbard?" The word "dating" hit me like a knife to the heart. With trembling hands, I clicked into Lily's profile. She'd posted a photo of a gemstone necklace with the caption, "First month with my boyfriend and I'm already getting such an expensive present! I'm so happy!"

’ I say as Edmond comes to sit beside me. ‘I love you mate’ I tell him as I stare up at him, right through his eyes. ‘I love you too a billion times’ he says as he devours my mouth. My life is so full now and I would never exchange this for nothing in the world. If there is one thing I have learnt, it is that nothing really is impossible because if a broken Pieces of a heart could be fixed, then everything can be fixed once you find the right people. The end.

The tightness in my chest was indescribable. Of all times, why did someone like him show up when my heart had been shattered? I couldn't give him any promises. The last nine years had worn down my ability to love someone. Would I step into another relationship just to be let down again? Promises were only meaningful when there was love. I couldn't give empty promises like Tyler. Fortunately, nothing had happened between Matthias and I yet. All we shared was that kiss on the night that I was drunk.