Triste Realidad Novels & Stories

I've been trying to overcome that but I think I still can't move on. I can't deal with something like that to be honest, I can't deal with heartbreaks, death and everything that deals with separation. I can't deal with it, that's why I don't really want to connect with people because for me, at the end of the day, everyone will leave and they will never come back.

"Are you certain?" “Yes,” I said, rather weakly. He plunged inside. He bent his head, clamping his teeth around one of my breasts as I yelled, arching my back and pushed my breasts towards him. He began thrusting, moving fast, deep inside, as I cried like a small, hurt animal. "Will you deny this, will you deny what we have?" My sweetheart, you may deny it all you want, but the reality is that what we have is real. You have a strong desire for me..."

SURREAL. Having the qualities of surrealism; bizarre, dreamlike, or fantastic; seemingly detached from reality. Anna’s life had fractured into two distinct realities: the private, intense, and ethically questionable relationship with Dylan, and the public, professional role as the director’s "girlfriend." Returning to work, she found herself inhabiting a dreamlike world where her identity as a dedicated doctor was now overshadowed by her celebrity status, making every interaction feel bizarre and detached from the professional life she once knew.

END OF FLASH BACK It couldn't be helped in then end, some bonds were made to be broken, some people trust to be betrayed, it how the world works, it no longer a game. This is reality. where you have to be cruel or wicked to be smart, and if you are too kind you are stupid, cause that is the only language the majority do not understand, and nowadays, the majority don't matter anymore. FLASH BACK

But I never cried over this. But this time my heart is crying, shedding tears for the loss of my first love. I want him as much as he wants him. I need him as much as he needs me. But my cruel fate also intervened here and showed me the reality. Reality is bad, cruel, and broken.

They wander through the deep, Dark and scary forest Unsure of where exactly they should go They must keep going ‘Cos danger is lurking And slowing down can be fatal Even at the sight of solace Tragedy strikes again We watch our heroine cry As she loses one more treasure -PenaciousShewa

Cecilia said complaining to her husband. They had both left to the airport to book a flight like regular people just so they could get to Ohio as soon as the planes start flying, but the planes were all still stuck. "How can we have lot's of money and still not be able to find a flight to our son" Aaron said disappointed "He must be so lonely back there, oh honey do something please." Cecilia said with tears dripping down her face "I wish I could dear, but I can't do anything just yet because Simeon took the plane and is over there." Aaron replied truthfully

I feel condemned and entangled in my own words. "You know what reality is, sweetheart, the reality that you are in your normal condition, is when you know that you are not fine, when you know that the event is really unpleasant, that terrible scenario is not as simple to take, do you understand? People are naturally tormented, to be dissatisfied, and we all have concerns; as I previously said, sentiments that are kept buried will no longer matter at the wrong moment. Do you know why?" "Because we might have already made a big mistake and wrong decision, and it is too late."

She's thinking now if all her decision is right, or it might be better if she choose her happiness? She hugged her knees to her chest, her body shaking with silent sobs. She felt a sense of loss, a deep sadness. She had lost Tristan, lost him to Viviana. And the worst part was, she couldn't even be angry at him. He was engaged to Viviana, after all. But everything for her turned more painful when her phone light up and she saw a photo of Tristan and Viviana hugging each other, both sleeping peacefully, with their body still naked.

Blood dripped from the corner of my mouth. I looked up at him through my tears, yet his eyes were calm. "Apologize to Henry and Linda!" I retorted sarcastically, "Why should I apologize to a b*stard?" Linda cried beside us. "Mr. Rivers, Henry isn't illegitimate. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have given birth to Henry, making him the subject of gossip. I shouldn't have brought Henry back to claim his rightful place." Her words further enraged Jonathan. He grabbed me and dragged me all the way to the dim basement.