The Breaking Point Of Love Novel Novels & Stories

' The individual who I had strong feelings for, the one who provided a path forward in my mind, now appeared exhausted, battered, and advanced beyond his capabilities. Despite my conviction that he still loved me, there was still doubt about my faith in the love. My heart had been broken into pieces, and the cost of survival was too high. I had been fighting to protect my children, wolves, and everything that was dear to me. In these moments, I pondered whether it was feasible to let myself be loved once more? Did I fall into a trap?

Didn't want to learn to love foundation. Just wanted to break. Wanted to give up. Wanted to stop trying. And maybe that was okay. Maybe breaking was allowed. Maybe giving up for a while was acceptable. Maybe stopping wasn't failure. Just exhaustion. Just humanity. Just the inevitable consequence of trying to love across infinity when infinity kept taking everything away. I lay down. In whatever reality this was. Under whatever sky existed here. And let myself be broken. Completely. Finally. Honestly. Broken.

It stung. A sharp, unavoidable pain surged from the depths of what I thought was my numb heart. And damn it, I had to admit, even though he'd broken me completely, even though I knew he never loved me, there was still a tiny, pathetic part of me clinging to that stupid, fragile love.

As lovers do. What matters is that. In the end, I fell in love with the boy who, Broke my heart. ♡♡♡THE END♡♡♡ ___

Sophia point towards her left where Jack was standing with some red hair girl. "Ha this is crazy I mean this guy can't keep it in his pants". Sophia said with disgust, but on the other side Olivia felt as someone took her heart in their hand and set it on fire. Now everyone started slow dance, with their partners so the single one had gone for the drink. I can be your hero, baby I can kiss away the pain I will stand by you forever You can take my very breath away Would you swear that you'll always be mine? Or would you lie?

If a lady enters the temple at that moment and met any guy inside the temple the lady must get married to that guy but there must not fall in love with each, because if they do both of them won't live long. Ella's mother in that old world known as a gold dealer went out with Rose on that sunny day while Andrew's stepmother also goes out with him and she was pregnant with Lia then even the pregnancy is almost due. 1000years back the god of love came to dance in the temple and steal the heart of two teenagers she met in that temple. Both of them were asked to get married since they were at that temple when the god of love came to dance. But because the two teenagers fall in love, the male died

Janice pauses her speech by putting her right hand over her friend's mouth, the other hand lying on her waist. "Shut up Lucy and get up." She commands in a very cold voice. She looks like she's about to rip anything to pieces. If I consider her, I'm so going to open that door and hand them right over to Travis. My eyes fly back to the sobbing girl still on her knees. She looks so new to this. She stares back at me with glassy eyes and I sigh in defeat. "Troy are you okay?" Travis asks even louder, pounding the door harder than before. "Troy's bedroom, now, we are breaking the door down." he says. Most likely into a walkie talkie. Yep, our lives are that dramatic.

Maybe she didn’t see the love I had for her, if she had seen it, she wouldn’t have run away. No, I was a fool. Who wouldn't run away after rejection? Especially when she had consented. A memory flashed to me. It was the first time I had seen her when she was broken and torn. I guessed I left her worse than I had found her. There was no forgiveness there. I had wronged Yolian beyond her expectation, but I had to do what was best. For us, and most especially, for her. My thoughts were interrupted by the footsteps made from the clash between a marble floor and the heel of a shoe. Making a wild guess, I knew it was Minna. I wasn’t ready for her shit.

I stopped and looked back, puzzled. Seeing the complete lack of recognition in my eyes, Sarah finally broke down, tears streaming down her face. I frowned, got into the car waiting by the curb, and left without hesitation. In the rearview mirror, Sarah's figure, crouched by the roadside sobbing, gradually shrank and disappeared.

I said coldly. This marriage left me utterly broken—I didn't think I'd ever love someone enough to marry again. Helga stared at me, speechless, her fingers clutching my sleeve instead of my arm. Finally, she'd noticed the wounds on my arms and stopped grabbing me like she always did.