Till Betrayal Do Us Part Novels & Stories

Prince Trusting people is never easy. But when you put faith in someone, betrayal is the last thing you expect from them. You expect them to have your back, not wanting to put your wife on her back! This hurts so much; I haven’t even touched my coffee and bagel since morning. The hunger in my stomach was filled by rage, hatred, hurt, and betrayal. It was one of those moments. I tried retracing my steps in order to see where I went wrong in all those years. We were friends, but I couldn’t, because I have been a damn good friend, and now I felt as if there was no one I could trust. Not even Henry, who sat in front of me staring without saying a word. If my best friend can betray me like this,

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.

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

"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."

Sera suggested. "Girl!!! Which side are you on?" Nina asked Sera. "Right!! She had always preferred Gabriella to me." Bella mumbled. "What rubbish are you saying, Bella? You're not the only one that's hurt. You are not the only one that's feeling betrayed. You are not the only one that feels played. I'm really mad and against what happened. This issue is a very sensitive one and I believe if we don't handle it the proper way, we might end up doing something that we will eventually regret."

The winter of 1981 had been brutal, being pregnant during that winter had made her mother Layla cruel , who was already short tempered, and waspish, by nature, nearly unapproachable. Sara’s Father who had been bursting at the seams with joy over becoming a Father , had been forced out of their lives, by Layla’s increasingly hostile behavior. Finally being told to leave, and to never come back, after Layla had torn open a deep gouge on the side of his head with a well thrown glass rum bottle. Michael had been crushed by this. More so because he would never get to watch his daughter grow up, something he had always wanted as he never had love and care from his childhood, this is because he wou

The confident, vibrant spark that once defined him was gone, replaced by a palpable weariness. But what did that even matter? He was the one who'd caused all this damage. I stepped back, my voice cold and steady. "Don't pretend I'm the only one for you. You had a mistress while we were in a relationship. What makes you think I'd cling to a man already stained by betrayal?"

Just dad's and uncle's very close and trusted ones went on with them for the deal. The whole Italian mafia, zax and his coward army were on one side and they were on the other. It was clear, what's going to be the result of the battle. But the pain of betrayal hurt them the most. Never ever he would have thought that his own brother like friend would betray him. That too for what, just the mafia throne. They fight till their last breathe but zax shot dad on his heart. Uncle was already injured, barely breathing but alive. He shot zax on his leg. Outraged zax pulled the trigger on him, 6 times.

And I betrayed him; mom betrayed me; Ingrid betrayed me; Felicity betrayed him; Garrett betrayed us. Fainting is quick and painless; Claude's voice is a muffled shout before everything goes black.

Another voice cackled, "Nah, she's too busy starring in her own tragedy!" Laughter exploded again—ugly, roaring, cruel. Through the blur, I saw Carlo glance my way. Just once. Then he dipped his head toward Gianna's chest. And time stopped. The pain hit fast—sharp, brutal. The pie I'd baked for us? Just another prop in their sleazy little show. I tried to move, crawl, anything—but the second I pushed up, the world dimmed to black. My body refused to fight. Then it hit me—my spare pill. I'd shoved it into my coat pocket days ago.