Vulnerable Hearts 소설 & 이야기

She knew the images were from the night of the welcome party where she saw Sara and Aaden together. Her heart hurt seeing the person she loved so much in the arms of another woman. Her mind raced as she tried to make sense of what she was seeing. She couldn't believe that her husband had betrayed her in such a manner. Her heart pounding in her chest, Crystal took a step forward, her eyes still fixed on the screen. She stood there in shock, unable to move or speak. Her mind raced with questions and doubts, and her heart felt like it had been ripped apart. She couldn't believe what she had just seen. The images burned into her mind, causing her chest to tighten and her eyes to fill with tears,

Limitless highs and unbearable lows. He kept walking down the seamlessly unending hallway and passed each locked door without a desire to gain access until he stood before an unlocked door, that was slightly ajar. He heard a woman's voice begging to be set free and he pushed the door open and ran in as she screamed in agony. He watched helplessly as their ghostly shadows horrifically played out the abuse that Hal imparted on Lili. Finn reached out to pull Hal away but his hand went through the ethereal illusion before him.

It is true when they ask you to beware of people with power, they are the most dangerous animals who would tear you soul apart All Hearts !!

“Evelyn, don't!” She pulled. The first heart emerged. Then the second. Then the third. Thousands of glowing hearts streamed from her body. Eli screamed. “Mommy!” Evelyn continued. The hearts did not break. They returned to her. Not as separate pieces. As memories. As choices. As lives. As mistakes. As love. The giant heart trembled. The woman inside it stepped backward. “No.” Evelyn pulled harder. “You said I was divided.” The hearts fused together.

The storm was paused, not ended, and both knew the next wave would come. Vanessa perched on the edge of the sofa, Alexander beside her, fingers intertwined. “Do you ever feel… that the closer we get, the more dangerous it becomes?” she asked softly. He nodded, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. “Every day. Loving you openly, without the shield of the contract… it makes us vulnerable. But vulnerability isn’t weakness. It’s our strength.” Her head tilted against his shoulder. “Then we stay vulnerable. Together. Because no one else can take what we have if we own it fully.”

How do I shamelessly admit that I feel a deep, never-ending hollow in my chest, just at the mere thought of not seeing him again, of not seeing what he looks like anymore, and not even touching him. How do I explain that my heart is burning with pain at the thought of someone else touching me in ways that could never be my captor’s, and looking at me with those stone cold dark eyes that looks at me like it sees everything and knows every little detail about me, even when he can’t hide how clueless he is about the sort of creature that I am. April was right, and I am a shameless old hag. I tried to pull myself together, and since there was no other way forward than the one that was already pl

“Honey, we have to leave. I have someone coming to pick us up in an hour. I will not let anything happen to you or our precious baby. I will give you everything your heart has ever desired. I promise you.” “Don’t worry. I trust you.” They walked out hand in hand knowing that if they had each other, all would be well eventually. They then stopped at the side of the road to wait for the traffic flow to subside. Once it was clear to cross, they crossed together. But out of nowhere, a van came hurtling down the road. Crash!! A woman was hurled quite the distance by the speeding vehicle. Without checking whether the woman was hurt, the driver of the black van took off without a moment’s hesitatio

It feels like death, just the same as bereavement and in quiet moments, it chokes my breath. Only Marvis whom I loved so much could be my assassin. It takes an inside job to attack one so resilient to emotional injury. That is my heartbreak. My heart has been shattered to millions of pieces that I don't even know how to pick and gather them so I can mend it.

I deepened the kiss, molding my mouth to his, praying he would just let the anger go and give in to the fire. In truth, I was terrified. My heart was lurching in my chest like a dying bird. If he pushed me away this time, if he rejected me while I was this vulnerable, I knew I would truly break. The fragments of Ophelia Vitale would never be put back together again. But he didn't push me away.

All I could hear was a heartbeat picking up, a heart beat I know that wasn't mine, because mine seemed faint and weak. "Do you hear that? You have my fucking heart Violette, nobody makes it beat like you do. We're almost there, hang on a bit. I love you too fucking much to let our story end like this. Not now, not when we just started." He confessed, as a small tear hit the side of my cheek, it only caused the ones brimming in mine to fall. Enzo hated being vulnerable because he was taught it would get him killed one day, that's why he was so closed off. His emotions were shown to him to be a sign of weakness, and his heart was caged off before he even learned to use it.