Novel & Cerita Walau Harus Mengorbankan Hati

This must've been the feeling that my mother felt that urged her to leave me in that orphanage. I understand her now. Sometimes, love is not enough. There are some things in life that you couldn't trade with love. Some things that you spent years and years of polishing. Some things that cost you more than just losing valuable friends and lavish belongings. Especially if it's your ultimate desire or your only dream. You can't afford to trade that with love. At some point... it's like choosing yourself over something that has a part of you. It's up to you what to choose. Nevertheless, the process will be painful.

“You know whose heart you would rather break. But right now, it’s the heart of the boy you didn’t want to hurt that is breaking.” “If I hurt Chaise, wouldn’t that mean I was ungrateful for the huge sacrifices he made for me? He risked his own life to save mine. It was bad enough when I couldn’t love him. But now it’s worse because I have to tell him that I’m choosing somebody else over him.”

“You can make more friends.” Her lips curled into a bittersweet smile. “But what about my feelings and my heart? Once I give my heart to someone, I take everything very seriously. When she leaves my cousin, she will try to stay away from my family because she doesn’t want to have her heart cut open again and again. And I will have to sacrifice my feelings and be the bigger person, let her go.” She paused, eyes glistening. “I just feel bad that the day will come, and we won’t be what we are anymore.”

Lucas and Lucas is still the reason my heart beats. It hurts! It's very painful! Is love really like that? You have to be hurt even if you don't deserve it! You have to accept it all even if it's hard! "Don't force yourself on someone who doesn't love you! You'll only get hurt! You'll only cry for nothing! You'll be left behind! You'll be exhausted!" I cried and cupped my face. The tears running down my cheeks trembled. There is a child in my womb! How can I let go him if I need him for our baby? I need him as the father of my child.

She stared at my back, appalled. "Do you not love him at all?" she demanded. I do, I screamed internally. "I do," I admitted softly, not looking back at her. "But I had to sacrifice something. I want him to live a happy life. I want him to enjoy his lifetime without me dragging him down." "But I don't understand why you couldn't just fight for your love!" she pleaded, stepping closer. "Sometimes," I whispered, the cracks in my voice finally showing, "you have to let go of something you love so that they can achieve something greater. Don't worry about us. I will be fine.”

“To unlock the power of the Heart and banish the shadow, a sacrifice must be made.” Kaelan stiffened, his body going rigid. “What kind of sacrifice?” he demanded. “The Heart requires the essence of its chosen,” the first figure said. “One of you must give up what you hold most dear. For you, Kaelan, it is your humanity. For her, it is her freedom. The choice is yours.” Rhea’s breath caught in her throat. “What does that mean?” she asked, her voice rising. “If I give up my freedom, what happens?”

Inside, I feel like someone's hacking off pieces of my heart, but I have to let them go. "Okay," my voice cracks, "let's do it."

Damon: Don't worry love you will never forget this night of our love. Sometimes sacrifice can be sweet. ________________________________________ Do like and give feedback. Spread the purple heart.

Ava advised while I just listened and nodded. “And I’m not saying this from a place of hate. I know you think I hate him, but I only do when he maltreats my friend. Otherwise, I’m good. I’m saying it again, Ruby. Guard your heart and be wise. No man is worth losing yourself over…”

This is the path I have chosen, the one I believe is right, even if it breaks me in the process. I will have to sacrifice myself. My happiness, my desires, and most of all, my love. The feelings I hold for Villion are something I treasure deeply, yet they are also the very thing I must let go of. It is better if I am the one who gives way. Better if I am the one who disappears. No one will die if I am the one who leaves.