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“It’s just… My boobs have been so sore lately. Any movement on my nipples just… gets to my head.” Alex didn’t respond with words. Instead, he gently raised my shirt, pulled down my bra, and without delay, latched onto my left nipple while his other hand fondled the right. The sensation was overwhelming, soft and warm, and yet so intense. He sucked like a man who couldn’t get enough, and a soft moan slipped from my lips before I could stop it.

My heartbreak feels cold. It's like concrete drying in my chest. Perhaps the worst part is that the heartbreak is unexpected, as is always is; top of the world one minute and cut down the next. I feel like my heart is literally cracking in two, leaving a massive, gaping hole in my chest. Tears stab at my eyes, making my vision go blurry, but Alex does not even notice, his eyes stamped onto his beautiful erasthai. I feel my heartbeat rising, and my breathing becoming shallower, but before the tears can leak from my eyes, I jump up and bolt away into the forest behind the shimmering lake. I keep running and running, sobbing quietly, before I trip and land face first onto the dusty forest floor

I was having a severe pain in my head due to crying a lot. I was not in a proper state of mind and suddenly thought of ending myself. I picked up a blade from the shelf and faced myself one last time in the mirror. ~Liam’s POV~ I just wanted to check on her and wanted to see her cook but she bumped into me. I had no intentions of kissing her but when I did I lost my sanity and all of a sudden I recalled the night when my parents were killed and I released all of my anger on her when I realized what I had did it was too late. She was trying to stop me and break free from me but I didn’t listen to her. She went up slammed the door lock.

“Why do you hate me this much?” His jaw clenched. He turned as if to leave, but my question froze him. He spun back, his face twisted with pain he tried to hide. “You’re asking me that?” His voice was raw, burning. “You shattered me, Vanessa. One word—just one word—‘No’—and my entire world collapsed. Do you know what it’s like to give someone your heart and have them crush it like it was worthless? You broke me.” Tears blurred my vision. My voice cracked as I whispered, “Vincent… I was young. I didn’t understand— I’m sorry.”

She turned around, and he opened his arms, and she walked into them and fell apart. He didn’t think. He didn’t have too. He picked Scar up and brought her to the couch, where he sat her in his lap and stroked her hair and her back as she just cried. He was trying to follow along with her words, but half of them didn’t make any sense. He was more apt to chuckle. “Sweetheart. Breathe, my dear. I cannot fix a problem I don’t understand.” Maverick calmly stated as he kissed her temple gently.

He took her body to that magical world of complete womanhood that Maryjane talks about. God, she never got enough of him, of the feeling he evoked in her that very day, of the joyous lust he fired in her soul which still burns till this very moment. Nothing she has done for the last week has made the feeling go away. Recently over the radio, she heard one self-acclaimed Pastor Alex saying "The best way to overcome a broken heart is to fall in love again". That's what she plans on doing next. Slowly, the memory faded, withering away and she was back to reality. She began hearing a faint knock on the countertop as the loud music returned.

“Yeah, sorry. But you should go first. I had to take care of some things in the office.” “Fine.... Just be careful.” I nodded and off my giggly friend went out with her boyfriend. As far as I could recall, they have been together for like, 3 days or 4 just as after Trix broke up with her 12 or 13th boyfriend. The class was already empty except for me. As I finished my last batch of report I took my things and shoved it inside my bag. I went through the empty hallways, with the sunlight striking the clear windows of our school.

Abby immediately went outside and denied, "I just needed to freshen up." I gave her a tissue and said, "Well, welcome to the broken hearts club." "It's okay." Her eyes gloomed a little, "I've been at it since the beginning." Abby fixed her mascara and kept her composure, she asked, "Don't you hate me as well? I mean, the girl of your dreams obviously does." "I.." I paused and chuckled, "Honestly, I don't. I told myself over and over again that you hurt Kristina so much and I'm mad at you for that but... if you never did what you did, I probably won't meet Kristina."

If Grandma hadn't married him, today, she might be quietly living in a luxurious villa tending to her flower garden without having to worry about money for the rest of her life. Even after falling into this kind of miserable condition, grandma still maintained her graceful and wise nature. She lived well without ever troubling her granddaughter. But even though she seemed to be doing well all this time, Indira knew that her heart was actually broken by her husband's betrayal. The pain of betrayal and the huge changes in her life had damaged her mind and body, but she refused to show her sadness to Indira. Remembering what Arya Wiratama had said a week ago, Indira was getting impatient to sel