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Labret managed to say after shouting in pain and losing his energy. They can’t even feel pity or even sorry for him for all the things he did merciless to their love once. To Reagan's sister, to Blood girlfriend, to Death grandfather, to Hell’s adopted family, to Trent’s father, to Sweet and Bitter’s Parents…and on playing River to their other friends that Labret who put in so much sorrow and pain. All those got killed by Labret's own hand without hesitation. He enjoyed it, everything he did to them he did it for fun. Now how can they feel even a little bit of pity on him? when he is the cause of their wound inside them and leaves a deep scar.

DANE “Alpha King, this is the civilian we're talking about," My three men were holding a young man the same age as my daughter. When I saw his wounds and bruises, my brow furrowed. "Did you hurt him?" They were all nodding. "No, Alpha King, we never hurt him," "We had just seen him in that situation. He looks so ferocious." I felt sad for this young man all of a sudden. He appears to be in pain and under stress. How could anyone hurt such a young man? He looks gentle.

My back slides down the door as I rest my arms on my knees and cry into my hands. My body hurts like hell, I feel like I got ran over by a truck and then hit by an 18wheeler. The pain was unbearable, to the point where words couldn't describe the amount of pain my body was enduring right now. But nothing hurt as bad as my heart did.

The days she…. “Dude, dude,” Brian’s voice drags him back to reality. “Dude, you are drifting off again!” He rubs his face with his palm and sighs dejectedly. “Sorry, man,” he apologizes. “Malcolm, I know you don’t like hearing this but I’m your best friend and I have to tell you the truth. Dude, you’ve got to move on. Yvette is gone and she is never coming back.” “I’ve moved on,” Malcolm says to him.

I lost my home because of that fucking love! I lost the person I loved the most because of that fucking 'beat' that she's talking about! I can't let myself suffer from the same ordeal. I'd rather be alone than to experience love. I've seen a lot of people die because of love. And I'll never be one of them.

Fortunately Elder Lilia told my mother " She wasn't upset about how I reacted, its usual for people who have been mentally traumitized over along period of time to have random out bursts of fear, anger or sadness from reliving theirs memories as they speak about them. Its a sure way to trigger all their emotions at once, causing full blown melt downs." She also had said " She would have been more concerned if I hadn't of acted the way I did, by me freaking out showed her I was still trying to fight whatever was happening to me and everyone should only be worried if I quit talking all together, because that would show that my body was slowly shutting down from all the stress and in some rare

She asked interestedly. Her heart skipped a beat. She wasn't looking forward to this conversation happening. She looked away without saying anything for moments. "Penelope?" Hailey put a hand on her shoulder. "It's okay if you don't want to tell." She thought she might have said something wrong. "I- I have… no family back there." She said in a low voice, looking down at her lap, fidgeting with her fingers. "No family? What do you mean by that?" She immediately regretted asking this question. “I’m so, so sorry. I must have not said it like that.” She was very embarrassed about asking a question like that. Penelope slowly nodded her head. "My parents passed away in an accident when I was littl

“My sister… her heart is weak.” My throat tightened at her words. The weight of this life… it wasn’t just them who paid the price, it was everyone tied to them. I swallowed hard, a shaky breath slipping past my lips. Sometimes, it felt like families like theirs didn’t just lose people to bullets or blood… they lost them slowly, piece by piece, until there was nothing left but grief. Irina straightened slightly before turning to Sergei. “Take me to him.” Sergei nodded once. “This way.”

I know. "If you can speak you think you haven't been stupid. I know if you're still hurt even after months have passed, you still haven't moved on with my brother. Even if you show you're over it and you're brave, I know if you're not" that's true. I was silent for a moment before speaking again. "Life is really unfair, whoever loved the truth is still the one who got hurt." I promise. "Part of love is being hurt, that's why you're hurt because you truly loved because if you didn't love that person, why would you be hurt, right?"