Till Betrayal Do Us Part Novels & Stories

Till I lost count - I guess. The room started spinning slowly. My thoughts grew thick and fuzzy, but the hurt was still there, throbbing-but far away. How could he do this to me? I expected betrayal from men eventually… but not him. And especially not just few weeks after saying “I do.” This is premium betrayal. And Lila… she was supposed to be my sister. I slammed the empty glass down. No. I was done being the victim. Done crying over people who didn’t give a fuck about me.

“You wanted to please me, so you went and took her exam ticket! “Now that you see she got Early Admission to Harvard, now that she’s better than me, you want to dump me and go back to being her devoted childhood friend? “Jason, you’re disgusting!” “Shut up!” Jason yelled, flustered. Taking advantage of his distraction, I snatched the ID from his hand. Looking at them, a faint smirk curved my lips. “One of you is selfish and hypocritical, the other is vain. Don’t break up. Lock each other down.” With that, I turned and walked out of the café. After that day, I never saw Jason or Summer again. They had a huge fight in the café that day and completely cut ties.

hung in the air. They felt final and cold. I felt a mix of relief and dread. Victors face went pale. He didn't say anything.Isabellas eyes widened in shock. Her hand flew to her mouth. "Mom… please no…”“I've waited long for honesty. Too long for loyalty. And now I have neither " I said. My voice was steady.. My chest felt tight. "This stops here.”Victors hands clenched at his sides. I saw the battle inside him. He loved Isabella. He wanted to protect her.. He also knew I was right. He opened his mouth. Then he hesitated. He looked at Isabella. I saw the fear. Worry between them.I was sure of my decision. My hands were still shaking. I held my phone. I was ready to take the steps that would

༒ ℜ𝔞𝔣𝔣𝔞𝔢𝔩𝔢༒ The mistake people made about betrayal was assuming it announced itself. It didn't. Betrayal was quiet. Patient. It sat beside you at meetings, shook your hand, shared drinks with you, then sold pieces of your life when you weren't looking. The truly dangerous traitors weren't the greedy ones. They were the convinced ones. The ones who believed they were doing the right thing.

James and Lila—the couple who turned betrayal into love. ​The audience, a studio audience with no idea of the true story, applauded. ​Lila waved, smiling, her face a perfect mask of triumph. ​And the screen cut to a graphic: ​“Lila & James – The Love That Overcame Betrayal” ​Amara didn’t move. She just sat there, staring at the phone, the cold tea cup trembling in her hand. The rage that had been a quiet simmer in her blood was now a full, roaring fire.

"About what?" "About us. About the baby. About everything." "There is no us. There is no baby. There is no everything." "Jane, stop lying." "I'm not lying." "Yes, you are." "Christian, what part of 'leave me alone' do you not understand?" "The part where you're pregnant with my baby and you're shutting me out." "I'm not pregnant." "Yes, you are." "How many times do I have to tell you that I'm not pregnant?" "You can tell me a million times, and I still won't believe you."

“Then trust us now. Don’t build this place alone.” And just like that, I realized the betrayal hadn’t been sabotage. It had been a desperate plea. And I had almost missed it.

"But maybe we have to do this. There's always light at the end of the tunnel, right? We are in the tunnel, and we're walking towards the end, to the light. If we want to make it out, we can't walk next to each other, hand in hand. We'll just get hurt. One should walk in front, and the other behind. That's the only way we'll walk out of this dark tunnel. And once we're out, nothing will limit our love." "And in plain English?" "Stay with Alice, I'll stay with Nathan in the meantime. Alice is a crazy head. We'll wait for her to lose interest, like she always does. Once she's done, she'll break up with you and what you do after that, won't hurt her the way it would if you break up with her now.