BROKEN. BEYOND. REPAIR.

BROKEN. BEYOND. REPAIR.

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He is arrogant and rude. She is humble and sweet. He despises womanhood. She is a feminist. Her presence calms him. His presence gives her butterflies. He never shows emotions. She priorities emotions. He has the most darkest and traumatic past. She is hell bent to make him forget the past and live in the moment, He is a devil. She is his angel. They meet at one of the best universities of the country when they are just 19. She made him more lively. She is here, in this university to make a splendid career for herself but he has different plans. One year later, She, unknowingly, made a huge blunder and now he is left BROKEN. BEYOND. REPAIR. Five years later, He will make her bow. He will make her pay for what she has done. He will break her just the way she broke him. Started Writing -- 17th October 2022 #9 in teen author on 22nd October 2022 [A/N : - Mention of bullying so read at your own risk. I DO NOT ALLOW MY BOOK BEING COPIED. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. FIRST BOOK. Please don't judge just from first few chapters.]
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"Get out," he sighed. "N-" I got out. "Nah, you can go," he shook his head. "Babe," I called out, but he wasn't having it. "I fucking risked my life trying to protect you. I almost died trying to save you! And when I couldn't, I sat by your side everyday until you could recover! Get the fuck outta here witfh that no contact shit," he shook his head. "B-but," I sobbed. "Nah, Sage," he shook his head. "I attended your stupid relationship therapy sessions hoping you'd at least give me a chance. You asked me to choose, and I chose you. It didn't even feel like a choice! I always put you first! You still won't give me a fucking chance. What more do you want from me? Huh?" "Your forgiveness," I replied, a tear escaping my eye. "Forgiveness?" he chuckled while shaking his head. He took something up and flung it at the door again. "God, Sage," he shook his head. "Please, just leave. Maybe then I can stop hurting." "Nick," I sobbed, but he wouldn't even look at me. "You obviously don't care how I feel. You're gonna do you no matter what. I honestly expected better from you," he said. "Just get the fuck out my face."

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