ITS ME A SELFISH GIRL...

ITS ME A SELFISH GIRL...

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I feeling soo regret and embrassed to recapitulate the all deeds I did with my love. Actually it was My true love but I never understood that one. Because. i was always busy in maintaining and creating my status and class in my surroumdings means in front of my friends and siblings .I still remeber the days when he again and again expressing me that he love me and he can do anything for me but I ...I was always busy in my thoughts and my world of snoob. I never took bother about him even after seeing his bad injury on his hand which was a cut cutted by him .And can you guess the was for whom.. it was for that person who gave him only pains and pains in his life that was only ME.Yaa he had a cut for me to prove that how much lean chest and on lean hand but as usual I never bothered about him becoz I thought at that it a general way of boyz to make a girl confessed that he loves her and to blackmail them .But again again the cuts didn't mean so that I thought.
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"I want a divorce." And just hearing him say that my whole world that seemed to revolve around him stopped. Gathering myself I barely managed to speak in a voice that even I could not recognise. I couldn't comprehend anything going around me. "Wh..hy?" As soon as the words left my mouth he threw the file and the photographs spread across the floor. And those photographs had me in compromising positions with not one but several men. Looking at those photos I looked straight into his eyes. Disgust and hatred. The only emotions I could see. Taking a deep breath I composed myself and tried to keep my face void of the emotions I felt at that moment. Hurt and immense pain. If he didn't trust me then he has no right to see me vulnerable too. "Is this the only reason why you want to divorce me? No other except this?" It was foolish of me to ask him but I had to make sure. Also for me trust comes before love. If he doesn't trust me I don't even want to save the relationship. "Is this not enough you whore? What else can I expect from a slut and a gold digger like you! I knew it from the start that all you showed was just a facade. Your innocence, kindness, it was all fake. I just don't believe how can I be so dumb." Was I hurt? No I was broken beyond repair. My heart ached. I felt like I was seconds away from collapsing. I had far exceeded the limit of hurt and pain. I was so powerless in that moment that I couldn't even fight with him. Love makes you strong. I have heard and felt that countless times but they always forget to mention what comes after that. Love makes you weak too. I couldn't shout at him because I loved him. But I had to be brave. For myself. ************************************************** Is love enough for two people to be together or is there something more important than love? This is story of Xander and Sophie who loved each other but still couldn't be together. Because more important than love is trust. © All rights reserved

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