Your Worst Sin Is That You Betrayed Yourself For Nothing Novels & Stories

Far from the man playing with women’s hearts. My heart clenches until it turns numb. My facial expression turns cold, and my entire tense body relaxes into coldness as all I feel is betrayal. Betrayal from him, but most of all, from myself. For letting myself sink into the Blood Moon and into the heat. For allowing myself to break my principle. For letting myself succumb to the wrong. “I can’t stay here,” I say to myself and turn around, hand reaching to the knob of the door and turning it.

My sincerest apologies. Emily scoffed shaking her head. “Sorry? Her voice carried a bitter edge. Do you believe the word sorry compensates for all your actions Sophia? ” My body jerked involuntarily yet I maintained my position. No. I know it doesn’t. ” Through his nose Jack exhaled while rubbing his temple. Why now? ” he asked. Why did you bring us to this place after all that happened? ” I confessed my inability to bear the weight of guilt any longer. I needed to say this yet I don’t expect forgiveness. Both of you warranted superior outcomes beyond what transpired. My actions reflected an intense self-centeredness. I turned against those whom I genuinely cared for and betrayed their trust

“Don’t punish yourself.” “Mum, I deserve the hottest part in hell. Look what i have done, I broke her heart and led to her fleeing. My ego and fake fear I was scared she’d hate me or possibly leave me when she finds out the truth. I hid it well but I was scared. Scared at the first time I had what it felt to truly have someone that is meant for me. She never cared for materialism or ever showed hate despite the hell Erica gave her. Her heart is pure, sweet and purely innocent. I betrayed her and she won’t forgive me for keeping a part of myself she never knew away from her. What was I thinking?” My teeth grind against each other. “I share in that sin don’t I? I didn’t tell her the truth in y

But desire always had a cost. One night, after their laughter faded into silence, he brushed his thumb over her cheek and said, “You’re hiding something from me.” Her heart clenched. “And if I am?” “Then it better not be betrayal. Because betrayal is the only sin I don’t forgive.” The air grew heavy. She swallowed hard and forced a smile. “What makes you think I’d betray you?” His dark eyes didn’t blink. “Because I’ve learned not to trust beauty when it walks straight to my door.”

“You think I’m blind?” She shook her head slowly, tears streaming down her face. “You think I would do this?” she asked, her voice cracking under the weight of disbelief. “After everything? You think I would willingly betray you?” Her eyes searched his face desperately. “I thought you knew me.” His expression darkened further, his lips curling with disgust. “I know exactly what you are,” he spat. “A cheating wife. A liar. You went out to meet men for pleasure. You’re filthy.”

There was nothing inappropriate about it, yet I found myself suddenly aware of every movement I made, every breath I took. After a moment, he leaned back slightly in his chair. “Tell me something.” My fingers tightened around the strap of my bag. “What?” His gaze never left mine. “Does the phrase ‘the worst kind of betrayal comes from the people you trust most’ mean anything to you?” For a second, I simply stared at him. I knew those words. Not because I’d heard them somewhere before, but because I’d said them. The memory hit me without warning—a crowded bar, a half-empty glass in my hand, anger sitting like poison in my chest. Jason’s face flashed through my mind, followed by the humiliatio

"Look at her struggling to live but she doesn't deserve that, right?" "Look at her blood, son". "Come here and kill her for betraying you, son" "Don't even let anyone betray you. The biggest sin in the world is betraying others, so they need to have a painful death". "You are gonna be like me one day, son". "Stop! Stop it! Get out of my head! I don't want to hear you!" "I will never be like you! Get out!". I shouted in pain and anger, continuing the drive. I don't know where I am and what is happening around me, but I know one thing. I will never be like him.

''' I pushed him and held him from his collar. ''''I thought you are my best friend.. I can't believe you betrayed me. Out of everyone else I trusted you. I have told you everything about me and yet you betrayed me???? I really am an as*****. I am fu**** idiot. I thought that you were a loyal friend and I can count on you. I shared everything with you not just professional but my personal life was like an open book to you. '''' ''''I know I know man. And Believe me I didn't betray you.. I swear I didn't betray you. I am loyal to you and you can still count on me.''''

Yet, with his prideful heart and dark tone that he let himself grow for years now, those emotions are nothing but a fleeting one that its essence in his life only marks as the size of a tiny pebble. “His puppet or not, I do not care. Dwelling into this sin, I’ll gladly embrace everything of those. With who am I now, I could never turn back. To these doubts, I shall hide it carefully for in this world the one you can only trust is yourself. As you better with the enemy, than the friends to whom you betray.”

A bitter laugh slipped out of me as I stopped pacing for a second, my hands dropping to my sides before clenching into fists as frustration and self-loathing twisted deep in my chest. “What the hell is wrong with you?” I muttered under my breath, shaking my head as if I could physically knock sense back into myself. There was no justification, no excuse I could come up with that wouldn’t sound like complete bullshit, and I knew it, which made it worse because for the first time, I couldn’t even lie to myself about it. I had betrayed Sienna. Again!