This Ain't Your Mama's Broken Heart Mga Nobela at Kwento

Where on earth have I gone wrong? The music, which should have made his voice a bit inaudible, had been paused, thereby making his hurtful words clear and strong enough to break my heart into tiny shreds. "She's really obsessed," I heard the Beta's daughter say, followed by a mocking laugh as she clung even tighter to him. I felt just like real trash.

I don't know what is happening or why I am suddenly feeling this scared. I just wish I could save my heart from breaking into pieces. I walked towards the room, his room and suddenly the painting from the wall of the beautiful woman who is Abram's mother fell, shattering into pieces. I sat and grabbed the broken frame, my eyes blurred with tears as the beautiful picture of my late mother in law broke. My hand scraped against the piece of mirror , and blood gushed out from my palm. This picture is so beaitiful, why does it have to break like this? I looked straight into her enchanting green eyes "don't worry mama, I will fix this".

my heart breaks as I look at my mate. How can I fix this?

"What kind of advice?" "She told me that even though things are not working out right now, give it all you've got, but never let go of what you hold dear." "But mama didn't love papa at all at that time. What does that advice help you in any way?" "I never knew what my mother meant at that time. I thought she was mad in her head." Mama shook her head and smiled. I could see a tear creeping down her left cheek.

𝑩𝒂𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔, 𝑮𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆, 𝑮𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝑩𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔, 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒔✨✨ _Ujuritaellianna •••

Pity was all I could name for my heartsickness for Aury. I turned to stare at her with all the apathy I could pour into my eyes, "I think you never heard me yelling, I'm not her pet," I averted away my eyes. Pain ripped the fragile walls of my heart but I had to pretend I had grown frigid. That's the thing that could save me from insanity around me. She scoffed, rolling her eyes off me. "As if anybody cares here," She reminded me. That.

Third-Person POV Meanwhile, Jack's chest tightened—like something just slipped through his fingers. He pressed a hand over his heart, unease flickering across his face. In a nearby dressing room, Mary sat at the mirror in a white wedding dress, a faint smile on her lips. Anna stood beside her. Anna lit up. "My daughter really is something. Stella? Please. Her mom was never on my level, and neither is she. The Ashfords went too far. You shouldn't have had to deal with this."

Before I could say anything, he hung up, giving me no chance to object. After that, Flora's messages kept coming non-stop all night long. "Today's the Moon Goddess Festival. So many couples have planned to watch the meteor shower together. It's a shame you have no one to keep you company. "Adrian doesn't love you at all. Otherwise, why would he choose me over you today and for the trip? "Even if he marks you, so what? I'll always be the most important person in his heart. He only wants you as his mate out of responsibility for the pup in your belly.

Fueled by anger over her recent divorce from a cheating husband, a human woman stepped in Lyra's way and snarled, "You're young. Of all the things you could do, why choose to tear apart a family, side piece?!" With a stranger lashing out at her, Lyra snapped back defiantly, "You can't tempt a man even if you try, lady. Don't tell me that you're bitter because you can't keep your own man."