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My trembling hands pushed the tray away, leaving the rice untouched. I balled my hands, my fingernails piercing my palms. Why did Adonis have to be so mean? Memories of our time together as lovers flooded my mind, taunting me with what we shared. My heart broke into a million pieces, piercing my chest like sharp knives. I pressed my hand to my mouth, stifling a sob as the pain threatened to overwhelm me. The memories of our kisses and lovemaking tormented me, both sweet and cruel. I buried my face in my hands, and my palms soaked with tears.

” As she finished singing that song she rubbed her face with her hands. “It really seems like a cruel joke…all those years of torture…and pain…and hating myself…to find love and have it truly and deeply…and real…just for it to be snatched away and take my heart with it…and then to be brought out of darkness by a pull like a broken porcelain plate that is glued together…it is never the same, but it can still be pretty…and yet…it can also instantly break again…it just seems to cruel…”

But does she want to go out and escape? Of course, she does. The feeling she felt the whole month was just fleeting. She was constantly experiencing it during the whole 3 months she was here. One day he's nice. Then the next day he'll return with a gun pointing at her. One day he's sweet and gentle. Then the next day, he'll do anything just to hurt you, especially during sexual intercourse. She can't remember how many times she passed out from his choking or slapping. She doesn’t want to experience that again, never.

"I can't see the old version of me now, I can't see the happy Jewel I used to be. All I can see now is the miserable and hopeless Jewel, full of pain and heartaches. - she thought. But even if Thunder did these things to her, she will not leave her husband. Even if everyone will say that she is really stupid she will not mind it. She believes that pain and being hurt are part of what we call love. She loves Thunder so much and she will stay beside him no matter what happens. You're a really stupid woman! Yes, you're right. Pain and heartaches are part of love but not what your husband is doing to you, hurting you physically.- her inner me burst out

Masyado kaming pinagkakaitan ng tadhana ng karapatang maging masaya sa piling ng aming mga mahal sa buhay. Dinig kong mas lalong lumakas ang kaniyang pag iyak at hikbi hanggang sa punitin na nito ang sulat. Mahigpit ko siyang niyakap, dahil ramdam ko ang sakit ng mawalan ng mahal sa buhay. It hurts at my part to see my love crying. And with the fact that I can’t even able to share his pain and sadness were killing mew more. Hindi siya nagsalita at umimik, ngunit panay pa rin siya sa pag iyak. Kinimkim niya ng pagkalakas lakas ang kniyang kamay kasama ng kaniyang nararamdaman. I hate to see him crying and weak, but fact is fact even if it hurts, and we can’t deny that there’s no single person

I never knew love could hurt like this and I started wishing to never know what love is. The unbearable pain made me long for someone to hug and comfort me. I began calling upon my father's name, seeking refuge and solace. The hurt ran deeper than anger. The realization that I was in danger at the hands of my own mate shattered my heart. Holding my ripped dress, I tried to cover myself, left alone with the overflow of misery inside me.

It hurt. Hell, it fucking hurt. My heart slammed in my chest, and my legs trembled as I sank to the floor in despair. I gripped my knees, tears spilling from my eyes in a torrent. I shook with disbelief and betrayal. I winced at the sharp ache in my chest—it was excruciating. It felt as though a knife had been plunged into my heart by the man I loved, twisting deeper with every moment that passed. Every moment I recalled he had betrayed me yet again. The pain was intensifying, unyielding, and unbearable. I tried to swallow the lump that had clogged my throat but I could barely succeed.

I kept my mouth shut and no longer tried to explain, because I knew that no one here would believe me. Calmly, I untied my apron and gently touched my own scalded hand. It had also gotten burned in the chaos. Then, I turned and silently left the villa. The pain in my hand felt sharp and searing. Still, it paled in comparison to the pain in my heart. I had dedicated five years to Ethan and Chester. Yet, all I received in return was my husband's cold dismissal and my son's rejection. I looked down at the bone ring on my fourth finger. Just four more days, and all of this would be over.

My elbow hits the vase mistakenly as it falls on the ground. Stupid girl! "Ohh so you are there, " He heard it, feeling the shiver running down my spine, I hope it hasn't happened, I haven't met him. I felt a stronghold on my right hand, He towers over me, "L-Leave me alone, " I stuttered, trying not to look up into his dark brown eyes which scares me. He chuckles darkly, leaning towards me, he said. "Not today, my love, " I shut my eyes tightly 'this is just a nightmare, it will end' I thought.

I yelled making everyone flinch. I glared at everyone and stormed out of my house in complete rage, banging the door behind me. 'Why couldn't anyone understand me and my feelings. Why is everyone pushing me towards the guy who broke me apart, why can't anyone understand how painful it is to be with the one you love who was married with someone else'. 'Why couldn't anyone understand?' Present