روايات وقصص ضمن Twice Betrayed

He walk across the room and mumbling to himself, “It’s all her fault, she is the one for whom everyone leaving me, I’ll make sure Isabella pays for what she’s done, she will regret the day she ever crossed me.” Mia is walking alone in the street. And, “Oh God, what have I done? I’ve betrayed Isabella, my own sister, the person who’s always been there for me, she care for me, she loved me unconditionally and how do I repay her? By betraying her trust, by siding with the person who’s been trying to destroy her. Brandon, the man I love, the man whose child I’m carrying right now, and what he did for me, kick me out of his house just because I said truth, he is cruel, heartless. Its unbearable,

“Tell me what I need to hear. Tell me you’ll never leave me. Tell me you’ll always be mine.” “I’ll never leave you,” I say. “I’ll always love you. Always yours.” The words burn my throat. Because I know the truth now. I did love him. I would have stayed. I would have given him everything if only he hadn’t betrayed me. And in that grief is the fire that fuels me tonight. “Again.” His fingers glide into me, curling deep. “Say it again.” “I’ll never leave you. I’ll always love you. I’ll always be yours, Cole. Always.”

“I’m scared.” “I know ,” he murmured. “But we’re in this together. Like I said.. always.” I opened my eyes, searching his face. “And what if that’s not enough?” “It will be ,” he said , calm and sure. “Because we’re stronger than they are. Stronger together.” “They’re both betrayers ,” I said quietly. “And one will definitely betray the other.” Jake hesitated. Then his voice dropped lower.. “I have something to tell you ,” he said slowly. “Please… don’t be angry.” My breath caught in my chest.. What could it be?

His eyes—full of regret. She walked over to the floor-length mirror and stared at her reflection. Her makeup was still flawless, her lips still wore a shade of bold red, and her posture screamed power. But her eyes… they betrayed her. “What if he’s truly sorry?” The thought came uninvited, gentle at first, then louder, like a drumbeat. Chris had hurt her—deeply. He’d betrayed her trust, broken her heart, and married her sister. But tonight, for the first time, he hadn’t worn the mask of arrogance. He had looked genuinely lost.

"Even if this is true, it's too late. George is married to Sharon now." "A marriage based on blackmail isn't valid. We can prove coercion." "And then what? George and I live happily ever after? After all this pain and betrayal?" "That's up to you and George. But first, we need to stop Germany from destroying everything." Monica thought about the baby growing inside her. George's baby. If Germany was the real villain, did George deserve to know about his child? "What do you want me to do?" "Help me expose Germany's scheme. We have evidence of blackmail, fraud, and conspiracy. But we need George to testify against Germany. He won't do it unless he knows you're safe."

“You remember how badly you fell apart when I once asked for space.” The memory surfaced—blurred voices, frantic fear, people pulling me back from a moment I never wanted to relive. I straightened on the bed. “You know what hurts more than betrayal?” I asked quietly, turning toward him. He frowned. “What betrayal? What are you talking about?” “Being made a fool,” I said, smiling faintly. “By someone you sacrificed everything for. Someone who you felt could feel your pain more than you who's hurt. Someone you thought would protect you—especially when you were weakest.”

Another Lyra whispered that Lyra had forgotten. Another Kael accused her of betrayal. Another version of Kael laughed. You betrayed her. The voices multiplied. You failed. You betrayed him. You betrayed yourself. You abandoned us. Lyra covered her ears. Stop! The voices grew louder. Kael pulled her against him. Don't listen. I can't. Yes, you can. He held her tightly. Look at me. Lyra looked into his eyes. I'm here. But you betrayed me. I know. You lied to me.

"Anthony, if you'd chosen me the first time around, I probably really would have cherished you forever. But now? You're a divorcee. Why should I stay pure for you?" After speaking, she casually handed me a tissue, as though granting charity. I instinctively shrank back, staring at her like she was a monster. The four of us had been college classmates. Back then, both she and Jessica pursued me. And I chose Jessica. Emily congratulated us politely and quietly disappeared from my life. It wasn't until Jessica cheated on me that Emily appeared again. Unable to endure the betrayal, I had slit my wrists in despair. Emily stayed by my side day and night, healing me, pulling me out of hell and back

Andrea stood up, shocked to see her. “You slut and killer! Does your new, cheap boyfriend know that you killed your mother and you almost killed my boyfriend, because you were jealous he liked me instead of you, and you ran from your house because you were too ashamed?” Samantha harrassed her. “What do you want from me?” Andrea was getting irritated already. “Daniel and I get married in two weeks’ time, you sore loser that couldn’t keep a man!” Andrea gave her a slap.

A child born from that same betrayal. My chest tightened. This time, my frustration turned toward myself. How could I still defend that? How could I judge him... When my own kind had already broken every promise it claimed to protect? "So what does that make me?" I asked through clenched teeth. "First I get betrayed..." "And now I'm the other woman?" The words tasted bitter. Ugly. But they felt dangerously close to the truth. "Of course not." Genaro frowned immediately. "I would never put you in that position."