Novel & Cerita Who Hurt You Book

Mikael quietly walked with me till we came to the seat in the inner part of the library. "What's up?" Mikael moved closer to me like the therapist incharge. "I don't know exactly but, you know what, it's not important." I was about to get on my feet when Mikael's hand stopped me. "It's about her isn't it?" His eyes weren't giving me time to deny it. "Yes." "Hunter, what exactly did you do? Did you hurt her?" "Yes." "How, did you hit her?" "No, I…" I sighed before continuing my statement.

But why? Layers and layers of hurt washed over Caitlin. There was just no explaining this. She had always been afraid to make herself vulnerable, especially to guys, for this exact reason. But with Caleb, she had let go, had trusted him completely. She had made herself more vulnerable than she had with any guy she had ever been with. And he had managed to hurt her deeper, deeper than she could have ever imagined.

You forget to interact with people and you forget to feel anything except the pain that you had kept in for so long. And then she came into my life. She eclipsed my every hurt and pain because hers was greater than mine. She is afraid but hides it well behinds her beauty. She is strong but doesn't let people see that side of her. And she is broken but I fell for the cracks, wanting to fill them up with the pieces of my own broken heart. I would do anything for her, except... (This book is a dark tragedy. Contains dubious content that might not be for sensitive readers. Proceed with caution.)

Cayden only promised me. I was only hurt more. What is that sorry for? Sorry because I don't have any help. Sorry because I will end up like this? I'm sorry because I'm not the one he loves anymore. Son of, goooooo! It hurts! That's why those who are hurt become villains because it hurts! "Your sorry won't fix anything," I answered Cayden and left it. I entered the library to research the Restricted Section. •••

He instantly releases me, stepping back, the lust bleeding out of his eyes like water on paint. " Did I hurt you?" he asks me. The look on his face makes my heartache. He's confused and both upset and angry with himself. I don't think I can bear to tell him that he was scaring me, or that he has hurt me. Because his hard tip touched my vagina. pressed a little inside, just a little but it hurt me! I hold up the old book and wave it before his eyes.

I retorted. "You are not!" she snapped, glaring at me. I returned her gaze, a moment of silence passing between us as we communicated wordlessly, countering each other. "You hurt me," she finally broke the silence, striking my chest. Her voice trembled slightly, but she swallowed whatever emotions welled up and faced me squarely. "You hurt me even before I learned of your involvement with my family. You ran from me and caused me suffering. Yet, I pursued you. Do you know why? Because you were the only one I felt safe with after my father and brother's deaths.

Instead, she looked at him with a mix of guilt and longing, aware that she had hurt him deeply in the past. Nova took a step closer to Austin, her voice barely above a whisper. "I know I hurt you, and you have every right to hate me." Her words hung in the air, a mixture of regret and longing. Austin's response was swift. "I don't hate you; I hate your husband." His words were laced with venom, and Nova's eyes locked onto his, filled with a deep understanding.

After a few minutes, I couldn’t breathe at all. My eyelids grew heavy, the world around me blurred, and my legs gave out beneath me. The last thing I felt was Nikolai’s arms catching me just before I hit the ground, and the last thing I prayed for was my baby’s safety before the darkness consumed me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Guys, I have recently published a book on K!ndle. It is free for KU users. Title ~ Hate to love you: A Fake Marriae and Second chance romance by Shikha Gupta. Message me on !nst@, if you can't find it. !nst@ ID - dayyyyydreamerrr

Before I could say a word, Damian kicked the door shut with a loud bang. I stood frozen in place with my fingers tightening around the book. "Carla! Your hand!" Blood was gushing out. It turned out that my favorite book held an even sharper razor blade. Like before, Heidi still saw me as her rival in love, but it was so unnecessary. This time, I wouldn't fight her for Damian. After Damian's scene, the book club was dismissed on the spot. Ryder carefully bandaged my fingers and wrapped them in so much gauze that he meant to turn me into a mummy.

I wrote that I wished there were a place where the good-hearted ones only ever met their own kind, and the liars and manipulators got funneled off to meet theirs. I ended it with a plea. If someone loves you, be careful how you handle their heart. Some people recover from the damage. Some never do. For some, it bends the entire course of their life. And some go on to hurt the next person, because hurt people hurt people, and round and round it goes. When the last of it was out of me, I closed the laptop, lay back down, and slept better than I had in a long time. I woke up the next morning, showered, and decided to start looking for something. A job, anything to keep my hands busy until I fig