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

She laughed weakly. "You should eat something," Damon said. “You barely touched dinner.” He moved around the kitchen, Sloane watched him pull out a bottle of water with glasses. “I’m not hungry,” she said. “She knew, maybe not everything but enough. I told her everything as my best friend. He walked back beside her near the window. “She betrayed you,” he said. “But that doesn’t erase every real thing that existed before it because people are complicated.” “You really believe that? I feel stupid.”

༒ ℜ𝔞𝔣𝔣𝔞𝔢𝔩𝔢༒ The mistake people made about betrayal was assuming it announced itself. It didn't. Betrayal was quiet. Patient. It sat beside you at meetings, shook your hand, shared drinks with you, then sold pieces of your life when you weren't looking. The truly dangerous traitors weren't the greedy ones. They were the convinced ones. The ones who believed they were doing the right thing.

The person replied, making him question himself if he should trust the person or not! I already made the mistake of trusting someone and the result was betrayal, he thought, staring at Jennifer who was sleeping soundly. Broooooo, don't even talk about trust! First of all, you answer me, why the fuck did you sleep with your so-called betrayer? His mind mocked him, narrowing his eyes. It was hate sex, he replied nonchalantly and his mind glared at him. To whom are you giving excuses, bro? Yourself? Don't know about her but you are definitely betraying yourself! His mind glared at him and vanished away.

Across from us, behind the ornate desk, Ivery watched me with that same piercing gaze—his hands folded, his presence commanding. For a long moment, no one spoke. Then Ivery’s voice cut through the silence. “So,” he said. “Did you learn what you needed to?” I swallowed past the lump in my throat. “Yes.” His gaze remained steady. “And what is that?” I took a slow, measured breath. “That my greatest sin wasn’t just what I did to Emma… it was what I did to myself.” My voice wavered, but I kept going. “I let my pain consume me. I thought I was beyond saving. That I wasn’t worth it.” I met his eyes, my heart hammering. “But I was wrong.”

I almost felt pity for her. "this shows you how it felt to be betrayed by the one you trust most and dedicated almost everything to. This makes you realize, while in your own selfishness, you forget about others. What others benefit." I said to her. Honestly this was what I felt. This us what I wanted.

Goddess, I had been so damn blind and had nobody to blame myself for falling into this carefully created trap. I had always prided myself on my strength. It had been hounded into me that I could overcome anything just as long as I fought hard enough and continued fighting no matter what. The reality was that it was much easier said than done when the time came to put that plan into action. Betrayal – the word itself stung, slicing into me like a silver dagger, serrating everything it touched. How had I been so blind to not have seen the snake before it struck me and tossed me into the lion’s den as if I was nothing but a raw steak.

Like I was some stranger she had never met. "I don’t even know what came over me," I stammered, trying to keep my voice steady, but failing miserably. "I swear, I wasn’t thinking. I didn’t have an excuse, and I’m not trying to make one. I was selfish. I was wrong. And I betrayed you. I know that. I betrayed my sister…" My voice cracked, and I had to stop for a second just to breathe. My chest was tight. My whole body felt heavy.

My fingers dig into the cemented grave and it bled, cause I broke my fingernails in the process, but somehow that pain didn’t stink as bad as this was the tornado happening in my heart as my lips kept on talking and talking It didn’t want to stop, cause somehow a dead man was the only person I could pour everuthing out to Yet again I was being selfish Not letting his soul rest I… I was a monster, a monster who wouldn’t shut the fuck “I thought if I just pushed things in the right direction… if I just—” And my voice kept on cracking and cracking…. “I just didn’t want to fail you.” That was the truth. The real one. “I didn’t want to betray you.” My chest tightens painfully. “But I’m still thin

They ran freely down his face. “I was so damn arrogant. Always thought that I had the right to take whatever I wanted. I couldn’t even see that my so called love was killing you inside.” He exhaled shakily, like the weight of those words had been pressing on his chest for years. “I betrayed everyone. My parents, my brother… Britney, Samuel… your parents… each and every one of them. Everyone who trusted me. Everyone who believed I was something better. I threw it all away. And for what?”

Not like your mother. So, I am trying hard to show that, I am OK.Nothing in this world could affect me. Nothing, neither love nor the hatred and betrayal of anyone. I can relate how the betrayal feels like more than anyone else. I promised to myself, I won't get betrayed again, never but look what has happened, again. Another, disgusting man betrayed me again. I am trying to hold myself and trust me, I am so much experienced and can handle these things without letting anyone know it.