The Breaking Point Of Love Novels & Stories

“I’m not going to hurt you.” “I don’t know that. You say you aren’t going to hurt me, but the way you act sometimes hurts me. One day you treat me like you want me. Then the next you’re telling people I don’t mean anything to you. That we are only friends. I can’t take that. Not from you. I’m already broken, Dmitry. But you the power to shatter me.” His eyebrows wrinkled together. “Dani. For days now, I have been trying to tell you how I feel.”

Author’s POV The beauty you see in everything is the beauty within you. And to enhance the beauty within you , you must know that love is an essential ingredient for that. People may hate love thinking that love breaks them but it’s not. Love doesn’t break anything, disappointment does. Lake of trust breaks peoples insecurities and bringing up the past in every present situation breaks peoples. Misunderstanding and refusal of efforts breaks peoples. Faking loyalty and over expectations breaks peoples. Love doesn’t breaks anything.

Love is not like that. At least not my definition of love. I stayed with you for 17 years, Anirudh . Now I can not do it anymore. Everytime my decisions were taken by someone else but today I am making my own decision. I am ending my misery. I am no longer a puppet of yours. I am no longer a prisoner. I am free. I am finally free. Move away Anirudh the car will blast any moment and most importantly it is not your love that broke me. I am broken by the love of my own. My love broke me completely.

As though something essential had been switched off, removed. Hearts were supposed to break all at once, like dropped glass. But Belinda's had been different. Hers had cracked slowly, a fault line opening in real time. Hairline fractures that deepened with each breath, spreading through her like infection, until they weren't cracks anymore but chasms. Caverns where love had lived, now filled with something darker, colder, patient as permafrost.

The same emotion which was emanating from him like a burning flame. That gentleness made her melt in no time. It was something very unexpected. He was taking care of everything as he knew she was so delicate in his arms. He was afraid his hold might break her though he was unaware of the fact that he had already broken her. Like in a million pieces and he did not even realize it.

It was useless for anyone who wants to reach the other end of that bridge. Yash used to tell me that I am the most courageous person for him and have heart to give love to others but if he is here with me, he will bue ashamed of me. He would know, how weak I am, how much I broken to give love to others. I lost my confidence years ago, and now I am just a worthless body without soul which waiting for its end. I only give pain to them who is close to me because of my broken mind and I don't deserve to live.

I added, glancing at Annalise to mock her again. She was staring at her hands. Maybe I was too hard with my words as a tear fell on her hand. She couldn’t bear it further. “I have proven my love, I am here with her. I love Annalise with my heart then what-” Before I could complete my sentence and push her beyond her limits, she shut her eyes, she broke. I had shattered her limits, breaking the seal on her lips. “I am ready.” We all turned to her. “What?”

Even making love with the woman he liked was only because of mutual need. Mark watched Kenan's face. Mark sympathized with Kenan's emotions. Kenan was too cold and haughty to open himself up to love. Mark was even convinced that Kenan had never understood what love was. "You can use your heart to satisfy your ego and plans. How can you make Andien fall in love when you have no love?" Mark replied. Kenan didn't answer, preferring to stare at the increasingly crowded room. Suddenly his attention was drawn to two women who had just passed through the door. Alinda and Andien, what are they doing here?

Beck hesitated for a moment before saying, "Sorry, just now I—" He hadn't finished speaking but Celeste already knew what he was apologizing for. She smiled faintly and replied, "It's fine. Besides, what you said was true." She had experienced it firsthand, and she knew very well that love truly couldn't be forced. Now, she was able to accept that truth with peace of mind. And perhaps Beck had sensed that, which was why he had said it so plainly. That was exactly Beck's intention. Still, even though she had let go of the past, hearing someone bring it up again inevitably stirred some unpleasant memories.

But just then, a tearing pain ripped through my chest. "Argh!" A violent cough ripped through me, and blood sprayed from my lips. My knees gave out. I crashed to the floor as a phantom hand plunged into my chest and tore my soul in half. This feeling... The mate bond... it's breaking! "No! Evelyn!" I screamed at the sky. "Impossible!" The pain grew more intense. I could feel the invisible thread connecting our souls snapping, inch by inch. Every break was like another slice into my heart. "Austen!" Seraphina knelt beside me in terror. "What's wrong?"