Novel & Cerita Tv Tropes Break The Cutie

The spell was broken. And the little bubble I built up for myself popped.

Seriously can this get any worse, she pouted, feeling so embarrassed. “Well, well, looks like Tweedle-dee and Tweedle-dum finally found some friends,” a snooty voice called out behind them and Sam cringed. She should’ve known better than asking how things could get worse, even only in her mind, because as soon as she does, BAM! It gets worse.

Breaking me in ways I never thought I’d break. “This scar on my face,” Sadie asks, touching her cheek. “He gave it to me to remind me that I’m a traitor. To remind me of the torture he unleashed on me. How about I give you one so we can have matching scars?” That’s the only warning Calvin gets before Sadie cuts open his cheek, making him scream in agony. Sadie takes some pliers, and one by one, she breaks his fingers as if they were nothing. “Please stop,” Calvin begs, his voice barely above a whisper, but I know it won’t do a damn thing.

My desktop screen glowed quietly in front of me. I tried focusing. Tried pretending I was just another employee working an ordinary job. But every small movement reminded me otherwise. The sting on my skin from Laney’s slap earlier. The missing piece beneath my dress. The memory of Romane’s eyes watching me from that jewellery store. God. I pressed my fingers against my temple tiredly. What was happening to my life? I felt not in control anymore after a very long time. My marriage was cracking apart in silence. Laney was becoming more possessive by the day. And somehow Romane had suddenly reappeared after years like a ghost refusing to stay buried.

“I don’t know, Cap. You never can tell, but don't worry because you can't break the rules.” “Yeah,” Vic put in. “Look, someone seemed to be into the rookie already. Look at the way he smiles at Sebastian.” He wiggled his brows. “And look at how Sebastian keeps leaning all over him. They actually look kinda cute.” “Shut it, Vic.” Noa’s tone turned too sharp to make Vic and Nath glance at him. “You’re getting on my nerves and they're not cute!”

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But I wasn't going to let him break up with me, not again. “So he finally showed up. Ladies and gentlemen, this is the real Ethan," I opened my arms in the middle of the hallway to an audience of no one. "You know, I've been a real jerk lately and I don't care, but I've never pretended to care about someone and then treated them like crap. Unlike you," I accused, and before he could open his mouth and say anything shit, I tried to end it. “Spare me from your disapproval, I'm not a child anymore. This time you're not going to destroy me and walk away. Do what you do best, Ethan, what you've done with us all these years: pretend we don't exist.”