The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He Novelas e Histórias

“This.” Shame twisted hard in my chest. I hated that she’d seen it. Hated that part of me cared. “What exactly were you expecting?” I asked coldly. “The Ice King,” she answered honestly. “Not someone who looks exhausted all the time.” I looked away first. Weak. “That room changes nothing.” “Maybe not,” she said quietly. “But it explains things.” I laughed harshly. “Please. Go ahead and psychoanalyze me, documentary girl.” Her jaw tightened instantly. “Why do you do that?”

just three letters buzz in his mind. Why did he fall in love at the first place? Why?? Why?? Dammit!! He kick hard furiously on the car. He storm towards his outhouse in great frustration and his burning heart. The soul reason is she. His darling, how can he hate her for that? He broke the ice cube in extreme pain of his broken heart before it started to beat for his darling. Ahhh...He screams in great pain and frustration as he broke it again bleeding his hands but it is nothing painful in front his heart ache. It is unbearable for him as he got the flashes of their togetherness. There hug. That smile of hers.

I quickly scanned the bar making sure she was alone before returning my attention to her. "Excuse me, bitch. What did you just call me?" Jackie hissed. Paige shrugged her shoulders, letting out an annoyed sigh. Only she could sound annoyed with someone calling her a bitch. "You're hard of hearing too, huh? Who'd have thought it? Deaf, dumb, and desperate. The trifecta." I snorted unable to help myself.

“Actually, she’s…..my ex-wife.” Natasha’s hand froze. “Oh…..wow. Hmm, okay.” She quickly dropped the picture back on the table. “Right, sorry.” She cleared her throat. “Very sorry.” “Right.” Natasha looked away, feeling awkward. She was such an idiot. She couldn’t believe she just dawned all over Malcolm’s ex-wife in his presence! Why was she such an idiot? Glancing at Malcolm, she wondered why they broke up. She could see them now – The famous billionaire and the famous actress, standing side by side, looking happy in love, and even though she felt a stab of jealousy at the thought, she could still see why they would fit each other so much. So, why did they break up?

But then she stopped and turned to face him again as if she forgot to say something. "And by the way, I never regret breaking up with you, don’t overdo it Lyken," she smiled sweetly and her voice came out naturally. Jada then went straight to her room while Lyken was rooted in his place. After everything she said so far, that last statement was the most heartbreaking. Of course, she really won't regret breaking up with him after what she saw. Who wouldn’t when everything she saw scarred her heart? Someone tapped Lyken’s shoulder, it was Kobe. Then Honey hugged him, she was crying. He knew she's hurt seeing her best friend like this. It was the same for him.

I willingly took care of her and her daughter without any official title, yet everyone thought I was scheming. I slowly closed my eyes, fighting back the tears that poured over. I no longer wanted to embarrass myself in front of them. I knew if I showed any displeasure, Sean would immediately act hurt. Then, even my pain would look like a mistake. When I opened my eyes again, my heart that had ached for so long went completely numb. It was like an old clock that had completely stopped. I looked at Winnie and saw her staring at me, a hint of heartache in her eyes.

Izzy Pov... In the caverns of her chest, a once vibrant heart now lay shattered, its fragmented pieces scattered across the desolate landscape of her soul. Each jagged edge of pain bore witness to the relentless onslaught of disappointment and loss, carving a deep chasm within that seemed to swallow any semblance of joy. Her constant cries aren't enough to heal her callous shattered heart. The weight of unspoken grief anchored her spirit, its heaviness an ever-present reminder of the ache that seemed to seep into every fiber of her being.

was protesting continuous but her heart was wounded deeply, it was hurt, nearly dying.The little confidence, her firm smile and her eloquent personality faded away. He won! But for him it was just start. He couldn't win so easily, did she already lost to him? No it can't be! He needs more, not yet! He will shatter her in this way that her pieces will fall so far, that she will not be able to collect them, even if she tries for all her life. She belonged to him, every inch of her. And he can do anything he wants, like a master over his slave.And he didn't even took his Revenge on her yet.But her state was telling him something else, she was already broken. How can you break someone who's alr

I got up to leave but she held my hand and asked me if we could listen to some music together. I agreed, so I went for my phone and came back to meet her in the same position I had left her. God, she looked too lifeless but I didn't know how to make her live again with smiles all over her face and heart. I clicked on the music looking at her face and unconsciously clicked on JESS GYLNNE’S SONG BROKEN. I wanted to stop the song but she held my hand as she sang along, “So broken, so broken Sometimes I fall down low

he asked, his voice resonating his heartbreak. "Yes," she replied, oblivious to the magnitude of heartache she had caused him with just one word. Her cold response like a barbed wire, constricted his heart, making it almost impossible for him to take another breath. When did his angel become so relentless? "Now that there is nothing left to talk about, I would like to leave. I can't bear to look at you anymore," she bit out icily, inflicting blows to his already wounded heart. Asher's grip on her turned firmer if anything. His heart was broken but his countenance remained rigid like a stone.