Why We Broke Up Book Novels & Stories

Damien said. "We both choose ourselves," I corrected. "Maybe that's not the same thing." "Maybe it is," he said. "Maybe choosing ourselves means acknowledging that we're not in a place where we can choose each other." The truth of it settled over me like a weight. We weren't breaking up because we didn't love each other. We were breaking up because we loved ourselves more. Because we'd both finally built lives we weren't willing to sacrifice. "Is this really happening?" I asked. "Are we really ending this?"

"No." "Why?" "Because you're a stranger." "I'm the guy you kissed." "I kissed your helmet. That's not the same as kissing you." "It's closer than most people get on day three of a breakup." "We're not broken up. We were never together. There's no breakup."

It was normal for them to grow apart and get back together again from time to time. With that said, the fact that they did split up meant that there was a crack in their relationship. They might still be together right now, but they probably wouldn't last long. That was why Wynn still stood a chance to work in YodaVision Co. and break the ice with Matthias. On the other hand, Wynn also understood what Lilian meant. After all, she had a similar take on the situation as well. Aside from that, she didn't feel bothered when she saw Celeste and Trevor sitting close to each other at the forum. She had confidence in both herself and him.

“Justin, don’t call me again. And don’t try to find me. Don’t you know? After something ends, the worst thing you can do is cling to it. “Don’t bother me again!” It was over. What they had wasn’t even a breakup—it had been nothing more than a transactional contract, and "over" was the only way to describe it. Her youth had been wasted and naively sold away, all under the guise of love. How foolish. The night wind stung her eyes, and her vision blurred for a moment. But she blinked quickly, forcing back the tears before they could fall. Haley hung up and immediately blocked the unfamiliar number.

Teddy wasn’t pretending anymore. Ava’s eyes turned red with rage as she listened to Teddy’s words. “No big deal?” She repeated, trembling with anger. “Breaking off our engagement isn’t a big deal Teddy? You mean humiliating me like this is no big deal?” Teddy's expression remained cold and unyielding. “I'm not breaking off our engagement, Ava. I'm just postponing it. And as for humiliating you, you're the one who's been playing me all along. You're the one who set Jane up and manipulated me into divorcing her.”

Georgia's POV. For the past week, I had been trying to reach out to Michael after his text but he didn't return my calls, nor did he reply my texts. I was starting to get worried, my chest tightened whenever I recalled the text about wanting to divorce. I couldn't believe it, I didn't want to believe it. We had sworn to be with each other to death separated us, and he hated the idea of break ups, talk more of a divorce so I struggled to wrap my head around the message.

My desktop screen glowed quietly in front of me. I tried focusing. Tried pretending I was just another employee working an ordinary job. But every small movement reminded me otherwise. The sting on my skin from Laney’s slap earlier. The missing piece beneath my dress. The memory of Romane’s eyes watching me from that jewellery store. God. I pressed my fingers against my temple tiredly. What was happening to my life? I felt not in control anymore after a very long time. My marriage was cracking apart in silence. Laney was becoming more possessive by the day. And somehow Romane had suddenly reappeared after years like a ghost refusing to stay buried.

It turned out she had always believed that I was only spending Neil's money and even that I was unworthy of joining the Young family. My seven years of effort and emptying my bank to support them were insignificant to her. A sense of unprecedented estrangement and exhaustion swept over me. It was even more chilling and absurd than Neil's betrayal. I abruptly raised my voice, coldly interrupting her incessant barrage of curses. "Fine! Since you believe Neil has been supporting you all along, please find your precious grandson Neil for all your expenses from now on!” I paused and uttered slowly, "Also, Neil and I are officially divorced. The Young family's affairs have absolutely nothing to do

"What I saw this evening really break me. You broke my heart...No you broke me...I'm broken Kareem! I'm sorry I can't live with a person who don't value my existence" "Maryam please listen to me at least. I don't even remember exactly what happened!" "You were drunk aren't you? You promised me Kareem! You promised me you won't take drugs or drink again! You do....and what will even happened if I listen to you now?...what happened between us will it change? No it won't...nothing can ever change what's between us... It over Kareem and it's late already" "You're now free...you're free to finally be with your one and only safeenah who has been dead but still into your system" she said and went o

me. I don’t know why he hugged but I just let him. "I'm broken sis" he whispered. What the heck? Love can really hurt you no matter what you avoid. Am I right? Will we come to that with Zyrous? Please don't. "Why did you break up?" She let go of my hug and hugged his two arms on my left arm. "It's our 2nd anniversary so I got ready, I made an effort to design our room, I put balloons or whatever, I was waiting for him to come because he was still studying the case when he came home," she swallowed a few times. and her eyes were dim. "When he opened the door the light was off so he couldn't see me yet, I also told him that I was not at home because I was going to a party, it was all planned