Novel & Cerita Wanita Yang Tersakiti Hatinya

As she hung up the phone, Rita whispered to herself, her voice heavy with anguish, "Why does it always have to be this way? The person I've liked from the beginning to the end... it's always been Jaden." She couldn't say no to him and just walk away and watch him suffer. She would be there for Jaden, even if it meant enduring her own heartache. Love, she realized, had the power to both wound and heal, and in that moment, she chose to embrace its complexities and the strength it bestowed upon her.

Tia held her close as she caressed her "Shhhhhh" She kept shaking her head, she wanted to speak but she couldn't. She wants to pour her heart to Tia, her only friend, and supporter right now but she couldn't speak. She wailed bitterly "I shouldn't have..." She cried as she hit her chest. Tia tried to stop her but she didn't. As she thought of how she had been betrayed, stabbed right in her heart. How was she going to survive another heartbreak again? "I'm tired" she cried but Tia only pulled her closer. She didn't know what her friend was talking about. She didn't know what was going on but she joined her and cried when she saw how bittered the girl was.

Janu menyapa. Rani mengangguk walaupun belum bisa banyak berucap. Tubuhnya masih lemah karena kesakitan yang dirasakannya tiada henti. "Janu," lirih wanita itu nyaris tak terdengar. Janu mengambil kursi dan duduk di dekat bed. Tangannya menyentuh wajah yang separuhnya berbalut kassa. Tak dapat dibayangkan betapa kuatnya wanita ini menahan sakit setelah kesadarannya. Bibirnya tersenyum, tapi hatinya pedih.

he claimed his ownership on her lips by capturing them into a hot passionate kiss. He kissed her like he needed her. Like he loved her. And she felt defenseless against his tender touch. Her whole inside was wrecking. It had been so long she felt loved. Or even cherished. His neverending hatred had undermined her spirit, her self-worth. Now that he was showering her with fond kisses and love talks she didn't know how to look away. She wanted to feel loved. What she had reduced into. The woman who had rejected countless proposals was now craving for one touch of love. She pressed her eyes close, letting tears spill down her cheeks.

" What I mean is that everything is special." Aaaaahhh... My name is Gisela, and I am the happiest woman in the world. I want to shout to the world that the thoughtful man is mine, only mine, and I won't let him go. "Shhh... This isn't everything. I want you to calm down because things don't end here." (Definitely, love heals all the wounds that penetrate the soul. Love can repair any fracture and keep the flame alive. The doors of love have opened for me! I have the keys to his heart, and I have willingly given him mine.)

Kita gently nodded her head, yes, smiling warmly at him. Reaching out to touch his face, she said. “Just relax. I'm not going anywhere.” Kenneth tried to speak, but Kita gently placed her finger over his lips as she continued to whisper. “I'm sorry, Ken, my actions made me realize I'm still a fractured vessel. No matter how much I love you, my heart is still fragile from being hurt.

This wasn't about me. Knowing I might hurt her, I pulled her closer to me, slowly. Her legs were out of the cage now. I readjusted and picked up her torso, trying to cradle her head. She was just a slip of a girl. The very thing I loved about her, I hated at that moment. Her slight frame had made it easy for them to bend her to their will. There was no fight left in her. She just lolled about in my arms, her arms flinging around. Finally, I cradled her tenderly in my arms. I pushed the hair out of her face. Her eyes were closed, her breathing shallow. I hated that she was like this, far away somewhere in her mind. A tear slid down my cheek, but I couldn't show any weakness. Not here and not

Her eyes flared a bit, and the pink tip of her tongue darted over her full bottom lip. “It was Titan.” My brow furrowed as ice flooded into my veins. Titan. The name tasted like ash in my mouth. “Titan of Wilder pack?” I asked calmly, restraining my anger so as not to scare her. She nodded, a fresh sob breaking through her composure. “The bastard was still ruining the joy of others, I see.” “He chose another because I'm apparently not worthy of his love,” she swiped the back of her arm under her nose and sniffled.

My heart hurt every time I see her acts so dejectedly over Wyatt. I guess that's why karma is a bitch, I can't get her love and she also can't get the one she loves.. Admitting to myself that she loves Wyatt hurts as hell and each time I fight with Wyatt for toying with her heart, I wished she could hear the abusive things he says about her.

“And I won’t let anyone insult the woman I love.” Vania lowered her gaze, tears falling silently onto their joined hands. She knew their struggle was only beginning — that the storm was coming. But within her chest, something fragile began to stir again: a hope she thought she had lost. --- Meanwhile, back at the Wiratama mansion… Madam Wiratama stood by the tall window, her face cold and unreadable as she stared into the night. “If he won’t listen…” she said icily, “then I’ll make that woman leave him myself.”