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Children teach us that love is something that is learned, not something we are born knowing.

ผู้เขียน: Anaell Ianes
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And Daniel wasn't the only Crusher dealing with doubts and uncertainties. Harry was also still learning, but for him, the learning curve was different: he had left behind a toxic relationship, devoid of affection and love, for one that was completely opposite. And sometimes, just sometimes, the resentment from those times would leave a lump in his throat.

Even though Amanda was about to give birth, Harry still hadn't taken that next step in their relationship: marriage. He truly wanted to marry the mother of his child, but he had bitter memories from his last marriage that were holding him back.

“I understand, Deanna, it's not easy for him to accept that things have changed,” Amanda said one warm afternoon as they sat together enjoying the last rays of sunshine.

“That child was very lucky to have found you. I guess he still has a lot of open wounds.”

“Yes... but he also became a happy and funny man. He's nothing like the Harr

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    The world seems to be moving at an astonishing speed, never stopping; it draws us into its atmosphere and accelerates our lives. We can lose a lot in the process, such as finding that love that becomes a safe haven where the heart can beat without fear and that awakens a deep longing for connection and belonging.Some say that the search begins with self-discovery, a pilgrimage into our inner selves, accepting the shadows we carry and allowing them to intertwine with our dreams for the future. Others believe it is a fortuitous event destined to happen. Does anyone know for sure?What we do know is that when we finally find it, it feels like a new dawn illuminating the sky of our existence, painting the canvas of our life with warm, vibrant colors. It is an embrace that envelops us in its warmth, a whisper that makes us feel alive, a heartbeat that reminds us that we are not alone. It is the miracle of finding a piece of ourselves in the heart of another.Everyth

  • A Wife For My Brother   The spell of theater

    The Ambassador stretched, shook off his sleep, and opened his eyes.The honeymoon was over, the months had passed. It was time.The technical team began setting up the stage, adjusting each piece of the set according to the plans designed by Marcus, with suggestions from Leonard. Lighting is key, and the technicians spend hours programming the lights, creating the effects needed for each scene, and making sure everything is synchronized with the music; that everything is perfect. The anthill was beginning to feel like home.The costume designer and her assistants adjusted the costumes, which had been carefully designed and tailored to suit the movements and demands of each performance. The makeup artists and hairdressers gathered their materials and arranged each one with precision.In the orchestra pit, the musicians tuned their instruments, adjusting the acoustics of the space, looking for the most comfortable position and the correct distances, while t

  • A Wife For My Brother   Time is the great teacher of love.

    Leonard couldn't hold back, took Marcus aside in a corner of the salon, and told him what Deanna had planned.“This time, if you call Sacha, I'll kill you,” Marcus threatened.“She doesn't want to travel, she wants to sing again, and she wants to do it here.”“God! I've been waiting for this for so long.”“I know, but we have to be careful. I know Crusher will move whatever needs to be moved and act as a babysitter, but just in case, find out how we can set up part of the theater for the girls. I'll pay for it.”“Of course you'll pay for it. I'll do anything to see her shine on my stage again.”The happiness of being married to the woman he loved and the anticipation of hearing the applause for his daughter drove him crazy. He was unrestrained. He hugged Susan whenever he could and kissed her in front of everyone, even Camila.And while the children entertained themselves in the section reserved for them, the adults enjoyed the evenin

  • A Wife For My Brother   Start over

    Harry was also enjoying his new life more and more. Emma was growing up to look more and more like Laura, but her drive, energy, and sweetness were all her own. Despite those difficult early years, the girl had incredible resilience and a childish infatuation with her godfather.At first, the little twins had seemed very cute, like dolls. But as he watched Daniel hold them, kiss them, and carry them, she didn't like them so much anymore. She had often reacted with tantrums and uncontrollable crying when she felt that her godfather wasn't paying her the same attention.“She doesn't even do this to me with Ryan!” Harry said, offended.“Daniel is his first love, Harry. That doesn't mean she doesn't love you,“ Amanda explained.“I'm more handsome,” Daniel added, adding fuel to the fire.“Of course you're not! You're older!” Harry replied.“I'm still more handsome than you.”Danie

  • A Wife For My Brother   Dad, you are my first love.

    Ethan Crusher approached her slowly, looking at her first from the doorway as he rocked his little sister and sang her to sleep. Deanna looked up and saw his curious, bright gaze, which he had always had. A young gentleman; and he was so big now.Encouraged by her smile, he entered. To him, she wasn't his mother, as she was to Jonathan; she was his friend. Emily was always present in his memory and in his heart. And from her, he had inherited his eyes and smile, his hair and elegant manners. His build and stern expression were Daniel's.“How are they?” he asked in a whisper.“They're fine...”“And you?”“I'm fine too.”He sat down nearby, taking one of the pink bunnies in his hands.“Tell me what's wrong,” Deanna said.“I have doubts... about college.”“What's wrong?”“I'll have to go far away... It's exciting, but it also scares me a little. I don't want to disappoint Dad.”“I doubt you could do anything to disappoint him. You're his pride and joy.”“Yes, and that weighs on me a litt

  • A Wife For My Brother   You are the first love I have ever known, Mom.

    Returning home with her daughters presented another challenge for Deanna. If it weren't for Daniel's experience, she would surely have lost her mind.“I don't understand why you have so many doubts, honey.”“I want to do it right.”“And you will, you always do. I understand that it's natural for women to take care of babies... Although I don't know how it works,” he said, leaning over one of the girls' cribs.“You're not helping, Leonard.”“But I can learn, and if I can, so can you. Besides, that idiot knows a lot more than we do.”Deanna looked at her father for a moment, the look of wonder on his face.“It looks like you've never seen a baby before,” she said.“I have, but not this pretty. It's... amazing.”“Have you thought about having children with Susan?”“Huh? At my age? No... Susan told me she doesn't want to have children, and I respect that... To be honest, I don't know if I'd be a good father... I don't know if I'll be a good husband.”“What if she changes her mind one day?

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