Wanita Yang Tersakiti Hatinya 소설 & 이야기

Her cries broke free, raw and unrestrained, her heart warring between the embers of a love not fully extinguished and the deep wound that refused to heal. “Why do you keep tormenting me, Adrian… after you betrayed my love?”

She fell in love with Abra deeply. “My king,” she said. She gripped the tip of her pillow. “I’ll never forgive traitors like you two. Only death can pay this pain,” she swore. Hatred, pain, and sorrow all mixed becoming one. She only wished from people on her sidee. Rengganis strengthten her heart. She will never give up training to build her trust and also as a proof that a woman could also be strong. To be continued…. @lovely_karra

“You are not allowed to feel like this. What happened to you? She broke out a laughter that was mixed with crying. “So all this time Onika? All this time...Did I really sacrifice my womb out of loyalty or because I fell in love with him? Is that why you i everything? She let out a broken laughter and she slapped herself again. The pain hit her again—sharp, humiliating and real. “I hate you,”... I hate you for loving him. I hate you for hoping... I hate you for being soft.” A tear fell—but she wiped it instantly, almost angrily.

Her words hung in the air, a raw and bitter taste. Her heart felt like it was being torn apart. She couldn't understand how he could have betrayed her trust so completely. Her mind raced with memories of their time together, of the love and affection she had poured into their relationship. Wyatt's eyes widened in shock as he listened to her words. He wanted to explain, to make her understand his actions, but the pain in her voice stopped him short.

“Ella is having a really hard time because of you.” She scoffed. “Who cares? Am I really the one who’s hurting her? Then go run over to her and comfort her if you’d like.” “I can’t fucking do that when you’re threatening me each and every time!” She scowled. “It’s because you can’t be satisfied with just me! How could that infertile fucking woman be any better than me?” My jaw ticked. “Even if the world turns upside down, she’ll still be a thousand times better than a grotesque woman like you. Heck, I don't even know if anyone could be capable of loving you!”

Despite her best efforts to be strong, to believe that she was worthy of love and respect, there were moments like this when the harshness of reality made her feel small, insignificant, and lost. But what truly hurt her was when Tanya called her a "rebound girlfriend." The words echoed in Isla's mind, sharp and cruel, even though she knew they weren’t true. She understood that Tanya’s words were meant to hurt, but that didn’t make the sting any less painful. Deep down, Isla was confident in Vincent’s love for her.

She comments. “Meaning?” I tighten my face, pretending to be serious. “Been happy sooths the soul.” She replies with a wink. “Don’t give me that look. I wish that you get the woman that will love you genuinely” ‘Why can’t the woman be you?’ I said inwardly. As though she read my mind, she said. “It can’t be me because I am still healing. However, when she loves you, try not to cheat on her or break her heart.”

She whispered, her voice so small that it made my heart break. My eyes widened, and I immediately pulled her into my arms, hugging her tight, “No.” I breathed into her hair, “No, baby, of course not. I could never hate you. Do you hear me? Never.” Her tiny hands clutched at my blouse, her sobs muffled against me. I stroked her hair, whispering softly, “You are not a bad girl. Actually, I'm happy that you love me so much that you're willing to injure someone for me. But you can’t ever do something like that again, alright?”

She cried. Ethan paused, staring into space. He knew exactly why he kept her around. She was an exact replica of her. The woman he loved with all of his heart was only to be rewarded with heartbreak, betrayal, and pain. She looked so much like the woman he had really never gotten over. The woman who made him hate women and want them for nothing more than their bodies. After what happened, he swore to make every other woman pay for the crimes of that one woman. Scarlett Winston.

“No… no, you can’t do this. You can’t just throw me away.” Her voice cracked, almost like a child’s. For the first time, I saw not the sharp, cruel woman who hated me, but a broken girl terrified of being alone. “You are throwing me away for her!” she screamed, pointing at me again. “For a stranger! For someone who wasn’t even here when I was! I stayed. I loved you. I was loyal. And you choose her?” Tears stung my eyes, but I bit them back. “Susan, I didn’t ask for this. I didn’t steal her from you. I just… came back.”