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WIDOW MAKER
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Tina S. Transformation58 ratings, 4.66 average rating, 41 reviews
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“Because monsters don’t always come with claws.
Sometimes, they wear soft skin and borrowed names.
Sometimes, they crave the very thing they’re about to destroy. And for a moment—one dangerous, disorienting moment—she’d wanted to be loved. But love wouldn’t save her.”
― WIDOW MAKER
Sometimes, they wear soft skin and borrowed names.
Sometimes, they crave the very thing they’re about to destroy. And for a moment—one dangerous, disorienting moment—she’d wanted to be loved. But love wouldn’t save her.”
― WIDOW MAKER
“appearances lie. Inside, the walls held the quiet remnants of a battle—fought not with raised voices, but with cold indifference, distant glances, and footsteps that no longer moved toward each other. The silence screamed louder than words ever could, echoing a truth she could no longer ignore. And he didn’t even see it. Because he was too far gone. Lost in a world where she had become nothing more than a shadow.”
― WIDOW MAKER
― WIDOW MAKER
“Her heart sank. Not because she didn’t love him. But because this wasn’t love. This was routine. A tired, worn-out script that played out in the darkness after a day where he hadn’t even looked at her. Hadn’t spoken to her. Hadn’t acknowledged her beyond a passing glance. But now? Now he wanted her. Not her mind. Not her heart. Just… her body.”
― WIDOW MAKER
― WIDOW MAKER
“I deserve more than this. Her mind whispered the truth she had been too afraid to admit for so long. But the question that lingered in the silence was far louder. How much longer could she keep pretending this was enough?”
― WIDOW MAKER
― WIDOW MAKER
“Her chest tightened. Her eyes burned, but she blinked back the tears threatening to spill. I’ve been so loyal… so devoted. And for what? To be disrespected? To be dismissed? To be invisible?”
― WIDOW MAKER
― WIDOW MAKER
“Her eyes lingered on him for a moment longer. He hadn’t even noticed she was there. Her heart ached. She longed for more. For family. For connection. For a man who would see her, prioritize her, love her the way she still loved him.”
― WIDOW MAKER
― WIDOW MAKER
“It wasn’t the big things that broke her heart. It was the small, consistent choices that told her where she stood. Her jaw clenched because she was tired of pretending that it didn’t matter. Because it did. And it was breaking her.”
― WIDOW MAKER
― WIDOW MAKER
“When he did speak to them, it was with annoyance or indifference. His friends’ words held more weight in his life than the people sitting right in front of him. Her heart clenched, the ache spreading deeper.”
― WIDOW MAKER
― WIDOW MAKER
“But it didn’t matter when it came from me. It was always the same. When she offered advice, it was brushed aside. But if his friends said it? He acted like it was the best idea he’d ever heard.”
― WIDOW MAKER
― WIDOW MAKER
“the foundation crumbles, he had slowly killed the love between them, piece by piece, until there was nothing left but silence… and her.”
― WIDOW MAKER
― WIDOW MAKER
“I wasn’t his priority. She hadn’t been for a long time. He had given his time, his energy, his passion to everyone else while she… I stayed. She always stayed. When things got hard, when the world felt like it was crashing down, she was the one holding it all together. Not because she wanted to—but because she had to. She had no choice. Her kids needed her. They needed someone who wouldn’t leave. Someone who wouldn’t disappear when things got complicated. And everyone else? They were just passing through, fleeting moments in her children’s lives, missing the important details that only a mother noticed.”
― WIDOW MAKER
― WIDOW MAKER
“When did we stop talking?” she whispered into the emptiness. The silence answered with indifference. Lately, their conversations had felt like running her fingers through sand—every word slipping through, unacknowledged and forgotten. She asked questions, trying to stir life into what was left between them, but his answers were short, clipped, like punctuation marks at the end of a sentence she hadn’t even finished. He used to listen—really listen. Now, he was just present. His body in the room, but his mind was light-years away, entangled in the lives of everyone except her.”
― WIDOW MAKER
― WIDOW MAKER
