You Hurt Me Quotes For Him นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I giggled at him. "I can't wait." He smiled so sweetly my heart forgot to beat for a moment. Don't hurt me, Lucas. Please, don't hurt me.

"But more than anything else, do you know what hurt me the most?" I tilted my head, too lost in emotion to say anything. He chuckled bitterly. "That you forgot me.”

I suddenly remembered how Leta always ended her interviews by saying, "I love my family." I once thought that was a subtle yet sincere expression of her love for me. But now that I thought about it, it just felt like I couldn't be more wrong. That statement wasn't targeted at me only—it was also for Zachary and Anatalia. I was never her only love. I let out a bitter scoff, barely holding onto my shattered heart. I practically stumbled my way out of the study. At that moment, my phone vibrated slightly. I froze the moment I saw the message from Zachary.

“What a pathetic existence you must lead. I almost feel sorry for you.” “Right back at you babe.” He chuckles. “Because here’s the truth Vi, it doesn’t matter how much time passes, or how many more guys you date. You’ll never be rid of me. You’ll never get over the fact that I used you and treated you worse than the dirt beneath my least favorite boot.” Fuck. His words hurt. But I’d rather die than let him see the extent to which they hurt.

" What would you have me do? Get panicked that you're going to hurt me? " " I will never hurt you. " He muttered under his breath. To be continued...

hurt what's mine. Not even me.

I pointed out. “If you don’t care about him, then why can I still hear the sound of pain in your voice while you talk about him—” “Because he hurt me!” I snapped. “He hurt me right here!” I pointed to my heart. “And those kinds of wounds, they don’t ever heal.” I spat.

he cut in, “You left like I meant nothing and everything I did for you, and your family meant nothing to you. You made me feel so insignificant, no one has ever made me feel as insignificant as you, Alessia.” His breath hit the receiver, heavy, furious in its sadness. “So yes,” he said, “I said I’d kill you if I ever saw you again. I said the cruelest fucking thing I could find.” I pressed my lips together, swallowing hard. The room tilted just a little, or maybe that was just my heartbeat slamming in my throat. “Because you hurt me,” he whispered. “More than prison ever did. More than losing my life did.” My heart stuttered painfully.

He stride over gently, his eyes on me like he was looking for a gem but it was just my teary eyes. “Who hurt you?” ‘You! It was you who hurt me, Alexander.’

“Nо, you саn’t juѕt рlау wіth my hеаrt lіkе thіѕ.” “I nеvеr meant to hurt уоu, Ryan,” I whіѕреrеd, mу wоrdѕ barely аudіblе. “But you did, уоu fuсkіng hurt me mоrе thаn you’ll ever knоw!” “Ryan . . .” I рlеаdеd.