Working On My Next Broken Heart Novels & Stories

But i failed Gabriel. You did it all to get Louis and then what? You destroyed him. You tortured him. I don’t know how you treated him but am sure it would be hell. Are you even a man? You should be ashamed of yourself. You broke a person's heart and look at him he still loves you. He is still crying for you. Because you are in pain. You idiot.

BEATRICE I think the worst kind of heartbreak isn’t loud—it’s the quiet unraveling that comes from too much hope and not enough truth. I’m tired. Not the kind of tired that sleep can fix, but the kind that settles into your bones when you've been trying too hard for too long. Trying to act like his distance doesn’t bother me. Trying to pretend I don’t see the way he looks at me like I matter, only to vanish when I reach for it.

This is so not good. I had no idea who she was and there's no way I'd be able to find her. Guess I've lost this one. I sighed deeply. Maybe fate would drive her to me. Idunnu's p.o.v After my outburst the other day while talking to my supposed anonymous lover, he didnt call nor send any text. Even when I called, he refused to pick. I felt sad deep inside of me. I kind of missed him. * * * * * *

I had become a broken vessel, shattered and discarded, just like the windows of my soul. As I stood there, swaying on unsteady feet, I couldn't help but feel like a mere pile of mud, trampled on by the world around me. My spirit was fractured, my hope shattered. But deep down, buried beneath the layers of pain, a flicker of defiance remained. A small voice whispered, "Maybe, just maybe, there's a way to piece myself back together."

Where on earth have I gone wrong? The music, which should have made his voice a bit inaudible, had been paused, thereby making his hurtful words clear and strong enough to break my heart into tiny shreds. "She's really obsessed," I heard the Beta's daughter say, followed by a mocking laugh as she clung even tighter to him. I felt just like real trash.

“You can’t shoulder the blame, so you're just trying to put the fault on someone else. Good thing Nellana isn’t here to see the woman you’ve become.” “You don’t mean that…” I whispered, a single tear falling from my eye. He shrugged. “I'm done talking.” He turned around and hurried upstairs. I fell to the ground as I broke down in tears, my own words echoing in my ears. ‘Even if it’s going to be heartbreaking with Ethan, I’d take all the pain…’ Could I actually do it, because right now I felt like giving up. Bryce had said something right after all. What was the point of all of this if he didn’t love me anymore?

It had been almost a week since I miscarried, and he couldn't even be bothered to call me, yet he stopped by my ward because Sue caught a little cold. Sue walked in with a bouquet, saying it was for me, but when she saw the drawing on my bedside table, she totally lost it. "A drawing! It's a drawing!" She crouched down, covering her ears and crying her eyes out. "Zach, hurry! Burn it!" Zach was really worried about her and didn't even check what was in the drawing. He smashed the frame to the floor and flicked open his lighter. My anger boiled over. I yanked the IV needle out of my hand and lunged forward. I stepped on some glass shards, leaving small drops of blood behind me.

Something so out of our reach and nature's way of life but I do. I laugh so hard I'm borderline sobbing while standing and heading his way. "What do I do now?" That's the only question heavy enough to leave my mouth. 'What do I do now?' "You pick up your broken heart and you piece it back together the best you can. You get out of bed and you take life with both hands and hope to god that you live a full and happy life. Your mom wouldn't want you to be here like this and as much as it pains me to see you so broken and miserable, I believe you've got a new job to prep for?" He says with such devotion and love that I say against his hold.

Gabby snapped. "You think I wasn't hurt when we broke up" Tan snapped back. The business man inside him snarled at the same time. "I could care less, if you were hurt Tan, I wasn't the one that called off the engagement so stop throwing a pity party, but since this is a business and I promised myself I would not let my personal life get in the way of my work life I would agree to the terms about being business partners." Her words flowed endlessly penetrating into his heart like a dagger.

His hand rose from my stomach and moved a strand of hair from my face. “You really want an answer to that?” Just because he brought me food and movies, did not mean everything was wonderful. “That bad, huh?” I shrugged as best I could. “Broken heart, broken body, and broken soul. Not sure I can get more broken than that.” He cringed against my words. “I’m going to work on fixing all those things.” “You have a plan for that?” “It’s formulating. Slowly, but it’s coming.” I quirked my brow at him. “Are you sure about that?”