When the Rain Burned My Soul

When the Rain Burned My Soul

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He said he loved me. For a year, I believed him. But today, he dropped me like I was nothing-and walked away with her. He called me things I never was. Lied. Cheated. Blamed me. Now I sit under the tree where we once dreamed, drowning in rain and memories. This isn't just heartbreak. This is trauma. This is the story of how I survived the boy who broke me-and how I learned to rise again when all I wanted was to disappear. If you've ever loved too hard and been left too easily... this is your story too. Tags: #brokenheart #toxiclove #healingjourney #emotionaltrauma #wattpadstory #rainyromance #deeppain #strongfemalelead #nostalgicvibes
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**MATURE** ⚠️🔞 "Fuck me" I told him bluntly, his hands falling on my arms only to tightened. "What?" He asked and I leaned against the island. "You heard me" I told him. "I..." "Its what I want" I told him truthfully and in the darkness I could hear him suck his teeth. "I can't just fuck you without a reason behind..." But before he could finish I smacked him hard. ***** My life screamed bad luck in all aspects. Thought black cats carried a curse? Do try me. Broke a glass and thought you're now cursed? Apparently you have not Heard my story? Ever walked under a ladder by accident and your luck went from good to bad? Sorry to dissapoint my dear but I've been walking under ladders for years. Everyday was my friday the thirteenth every since dad left our life when I was only fourteen. Being abandoned by my own mother was nothing a fourteen year old ask for yet it was given to her. Rose bush have thorns they say but my life has been a constant battle every since. MATURED READERS ONLY ;)

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