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“I prayed and asked for an angel. And my prayers were answered.” “What? Are you saying a miracle happened?” Julia asked. “Yes, I was so sick that when I went to get water, I fell down a flight of steps.” “Oh Lord! I knew I should have never left there alone.” Uncle Yazzy exclaims. “I was badly bruised, and I could not quench my thirst. I must have crawled to the kitchen for water and I collasped in front of the refrigerator door.” “Stop, this sounds awful.” Her auntie said.

I had pushed her out of the way to protect her, taking the impact myself and ending up paralyzed, never to walk again. One of my kidneys had even ended up failing. However, since Queenie had been pregnant at the time, I had begged the doctor not to tell her to avoid upsetting her. When I had first learned I was paralyzed, I hadn't wanted to burden Queenie and had even considered divorcing her. But she had stubbornly refused, saying she loved me and would stay by my side no matter what. Yet, time could be both cruel and unyielding. The woman who had once said she would always love me and stay by my side had eventually disappeared. Now, as I looked at her holding a knife to Leroy's neck, deman

I gave them apologetic glances and shrugged, just as perplexed as they were. “Your mind is lying to you. And do you know how I know? Because you are so bloody important to us, the outcasts. You are no longer the girl that was rejected. You're the girl that took a really bad deal and turned it around and made an amazing thing for so many people, including me. You are unique, and quite literally the only person who can bring this miserable pack out of this rut. They had damn well better be thankful for that. And very aware. You should be, too.”

The nerve of this woman, she did not think she needed to report, where does she think she is? “You do not have to report anything but since we are mates and all that. It is considerate to tell me your whereabouts because when something happens to you, I feel it and it is not a nice feeling being woken up in the middle of the night just because someone decided it was a good idea to go for a run without telling anyone. What if you were injured or attacked by rogues?” she is pissing me off!

Everyone of us is broken in one way or the other. We just find a way, a thing or a person that glues us together. And sometimes, we don’t even find that so we learn to live with our broken parts and wait for that day when they will stop hurting. ~ A. Gupta Violet

In fact, everything I am giving him will never comapre to the pain he subjected me to. This man broke me. In his hands, I was Battered and Broken Yet I remained Invincible. This idiot and left me for dead but I somehow survived. I believe my survival was for a reason and this reason was for me to live to get rid of scum like Connor from this universe. I start cutting him slowly, his blood spattering in every direction. Without any limbs, he cannot flail around. He is as quiet as a sheep on the alter. I watch with satisfaction as his life force slowly leaves him.

reynolds Sign Out Broken dreams Edit Paywalled Published in 2023-02-19 15:32:56 321Words Days passed soon , today sunitas mil was arriving home after five months , sunita was shivering from inflence and fear to fear of the stories she heard frm cousin in laws . But she was sure that she will not get affected by those scarry stories and will put into all her efforts to win her mils heart.

Yours Always. Emma's Pov I woke up with a banging headache, worst than I have ever felt my whole life. My feet and wrist felt numb, I felt pains from my stomach region. It took me time to adjust to the bright room and as I looked around I noticed I was in Tobi's room. Recalling all that happened before I drifted off to darkness I couldn't help but hope Zach got what he deserved. "Thank God You're awake" Nina hugged me with a smile on her face, she helped me sit up properly and handed me a glass of water.

Of half‑finished stories and abandoned drafts screaming. “Another Author,” he said quietly. Selene’s mouth twitched. “Not one of their blessed ones,” she said. “Not a Key. Just… a girl who thought she could out‑write the world that wanted to swallow her.” “And you tried to protect her by working for the thing that wanted to eat her,” he said. The silence that followed was not quite an answer, and not quite a denial. “She burned out?” he asked, softer. “She broke,” Selene said. “The Game didn’t even have to try very hard. Just pushed where she was already cracked and watched her fall apart.”

"For what? For Victoria's press conference this afternoon? For whatever new lies she's going to tell about me?" "For yourself. For the boys. For getting through this." I set down my spoon. "What if I can't get through this? What if this is the thing that finally breaks me?" "It won't." "How do you know?" "Because you've survived worse. You survived giving up Alexander. You survived almost dying in that warehouse. You survived being shot. You're the strongest person I know." "I don't feel strong. I feel broken." "Broken things can be repaired." "Not always. Sometimes they're too shattered. Too many pieces to put back together."