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“Tonight, you let yourself break. Tomorrow, we face your mother’s funeral together. The day after that… we’ll figure it out.” My hands found their way to his chest, feeling his heartbeat strong and steady under my palms. “What if I’m too broken?” “Impossible.” His lips brushed my temple, so gentle it made my heart ache. “You’re the strongest person I know.” The dam broke. All the grief, fear, and exhaustion of the past days crashed over me at once. I crumpled against him, and his arms wrapped around me, holding me together as I fell apart. “I keep seeing it,” I whispered against his chest. “The way James looked at you when he pulled that trigger. His own brother. How can someone hate that mu

The cold water droplets started giving me a soothing sensation on my head but my heart was just burning. " Why the hell are you messing with my emotions, bitch? Why I can't just remove you from my system?" I said angrily remembering that woman's face. I punched the nearby wall," Why did you you cheat on me, flower? I cherished you like a real flower, I took care of you and loved you like a crazy person and still you betrayed me? Why? Just why did you do all this?" I felt tears in my eyes which was just washed away by the running water. I don't know why I still feel her. I still love her. I tried to hate her but I couldn't.

I look at Jacob, eyes lingering, and force a smile before turning and leaving. I wipe tears from my eyes, unable to stop the pain I feel from being wrong about Jacob fucking Harris. Again.

I replied, trying my best to ignore and walk away but her next words hit me harder than I wished it had. "The stench of loneliness is still all over you. Tsk tsk tsk, I doubt you're ever overcoming that cloud of bitterness that hovers over you and it's such a pity because it's the reason you're still single and rejected," she taunted and I could feel a tear drop roll down my cheeks.

Even if I did try, it would only relive the hurt and the pain that we went through together. I still hadn’t forgiven him for what happened to us. I still carried that grudge for all that was worth and I don’t know when I would ever get past it. "Cool. Is he old and decaying?" I joked. She laughed with a shake with her head."No, he's young. And hot." I cocked my eyebrows. Hot? Really now."Hotter than me?" She rolled her eyes."Gah. Boys and their hotness." "PANDORA! WHERE THE FREAKING HELL ARE YOU?!" someone screeched from the top of their lungs. God, that was worse than nails on a chalkboard.

"answer me!" Ann kept quiet and she was vividly shaking. Avice watched the woman who had saved her and raised her as her own all her life struggle to live. The worst happened when the intruder smashed Ann's head with a hammer. She almost let out a cry, but she held her mouth tightly as the intruder searched the house without success. She finally left. Avice eventually had the chance to pour out her pain. She cried loudly.

The pain spread with swift and efficient cruelty, dismantling every wall I’d carefully constructed since morning. With hands that trembled violently, I pressed the folder harder against my chest and bit down on my lower lip—hard enough to sting—so that not a single sound of grief could escape me. But why does it hurt this much, God? Why does loving him have to cost this much? I cried inwardly, mourning the wretched fate of a heart trapped in the labyrinth of a forbidden love that would never, in any lifetime, find its way out. ****

Her voice quivered with a quiet strength, assuring me that there was purpose in every twist and turn of my path. As the first tears trickled down my cheeks, Nonna reached out to hold my hand firmly. She understood the depth of my pain, the ache of a broken heart. "Yennifer," she said softly, "I know how shattered you feel right now, how much you miss him. Love has a way of entwining our souls, even when it hurts. But remember, my dear, love is not always enough to sustain a healthy bond."

Could the pain he felt as he slammed his head against the filing cabinet even compare to the pain I had felt when I suffered from an episode? All the love and regret that came too late would only comfort the abusers. I scoffed and went to the next chapter.