Someone Who Will Love You In All Your Damaged Glory Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I didn't! I never wanted to hurt you. I love you, Samuel." The moment the words left her mouth, her body jolted. She dropped to her knees, clutching her head, shaking from the pain. I knew what that was. The backlash from breaking the rules she wasn't supposed to break. Which meant what she said was probably true. However, that kind of love was twisted. It was selfish and cruel. She lifted her head, eyes searching mine, desperate. "Look at me… I'm in pain. That means I love you. I really do. I just want to be with you."

Tanya is living in gulit of it only Broken Chapter 1 Tanya's pov I am really ashamed of myself. How could I love him? And why do I still love him? I hate him but still I love him. And this guilt, it is killing me. Janvi lost her and her child's life because of him and I still love him. What type of friend am I?

I told how Ethan the person I loved unconditionally broke me in the way I could never imagine. I was laying my head on kabir chest as I told him everything... my tears were long dried and stained his shirt when I suddenly felt kabir hold on my back getting tight.... as if he was shielding me in warmth of blanket.. “Are you... sympathizing me....... now..?” I questioned him in my soft voice and dared not to look in his eyes “I don’t have anything left to sympathize on...” I further added which left a bitter taste in my mouth “You have me....” he said in his husky voice

“The part I destroyed. The part that can’t fully trust anyone ever again. You think you’ve won, but you’re just inheriting my damage.” “Then I’ll love her through it.” I say it simply. “I’ll be patient while she heals. I’ll prove every day that not all men are like you. And eventually, maybe she’ll trust again. Maybe she’ll open up completely. And if she doesn’t, I’ll love her anyway. Broken pieces and all.” Something flickers across Adrian’s face. Pain. Understanding. The realization that he really has lost. “Take care of her,” he says quietly. “Please. Take care of her the way I never did.”

“River, I’m not just saying this to make you feel better. I mean it. I love you. I have for a while now. And it kills me that you don’t see what I see when I look at you.” My heart squeezed, and I swallowed down the lump rising in my throat. “I’m damaged, Jay,” I whispered. “I don’t deserve love. Not after everything.” He shook his head. “You’re wrong.” “You can’t love me,” I said, my voice breaking. “You think you do, but you don’t know how broken I am. How many pieces of myself I’ve had to gather just to stand in one piece.” “But I do love you, River,” he said, his voice low but steady. “And goddess, I can’t help it.”

he uttered to her like a kid, like that three and half years old Damien had finally come out and was telling her about his fears and pain. "They never loved me…. never," Her eyes watered, processing how badly his past had tainted him emotionally. His mind had refused to get out of that cage of pain which was surrounding him from his childhood. She placed her palm over his cheek. "Everyone loves you, Damien. They have always loved you, mi vida,"her voice came out as a mere whisper but he heard it clearly.

He was crying softly, a cry full of pain, as he squeezed me. —I'm sorry,– I whispered, as I led her out of the house. We stopped in the street, she pulled away with her face soaked and looked at me. — I lost the only person who truly loved me – her voice failing, she lamented. — That's not true – I ran my hand over her face – there are many who love you. That also included me. — I'm alone, Luke. — It's not – I disagreed with her again – I'm here, and whatever happens from now on, I'll always be here to help and protect you.

But Gray didn't know any of that; it was the part I'd left out the night we discussed Will, along with a few other details of my old lover's screwed-up existence. "You say that like I'm a junkie on the street. I only do enough to keep up my schedule. That has not been a secret. I've never hidden it from you or lied to you about it. I don't use coke to get high, I use it to stay awake." I sounded like a broken record. Every time Gray didn't like something; it was my go-to line-I've never denied who I was. I was damaged and unworthy of someone like him. This was the reason I'd avoided dating anyone. I tried to pull away from his chest, but he refused to release his hold. "I don't like it or th

"You are an amazing person whether you see it or not. You see everything you've been through as bad luck but I see it as struggles that you made it through and became stronger from. I'm not scared of your past, Tiffany." Tiffany exhaled through her noes. She held a worrisome and somewhat sad look on her face which made my chest ache because I knew she was finding it hard to believe and accept that someone was willing to love her despite the baggage she was carrying. "Maybe you're right," she finally said, looking at me with soft eyes. "But... I'm broken and messed up and have pieces of me all over the place. That's not something anybody should have to deal with, Noah."