10 Years I Loved You The Most Characters Novels & Stories

— I didn't know how. — And now? I put down my glass. I take her face in my hands. I look into her eyes. She has crow's feet, little lines around her lips. She's more beautiful than ever. More beautiful than the girl in Venice ten years ago. More beautiful than anything. — I love you, I say. I've loved you every second of every minute of every hour of every day for ten years. I'll love you every second of every minute of every hour of every day for the rest of my life. And after, if there is an after, I'll love you still. And again. And again. Until the end of time. Until there are no more words to say it. And even after, I'll find a way.

Now she wasn’t sure if she believed it. But that wasn’t how love worked. Love wasn’t possession. It was protection. It was proof. And she hadn’t gotten any. She turned her face into the spray, letting the water wash over her. And in the heat, in the stillness, the memories came. Ten years. She had loved him for ten years now. From the moment she first saw him at twelve—running on the track, sweat glistening on his neck, his green eyes focused ahead, never seeing her.

The comments under the news hit like a punch to the gut. "The Alpha and the Chief Healer? They're perfect together!" "Their pup is adorable! He looks just like the Alpha!" "Their love story is so beautiful. I actually cried!" "Right? Their mate-bonding ceremony is tomorrow. We have to go! I heard it's going to be huge and gorgeous. The Luna is living the dream!" I scrolled through them one by one, each line cutting deeper than the last. Next thing I knew, I was crying. Joe and I were together for ten years. And after all that, he gave the mate-bonding ceremony I'd waited ten years for to Nora, of all people—the one I'd always gotten along with the worst.

She wasn’t going to forgive me. Why should she? I’d hurt her over and over again. Lied to her. Failed her when she needed me most. A small broken sound escaped her throat. I looked up carefully. Tears filled her bright blue eyes, spilling slowly down her cheeks. My breath caught. Then she whispered, voice shaking, “Of course I forgive you, you idiot. I’ve loved you since I was ten years old.” ***** Lana Dominic moved so fast I barely had time to breathe before he pulled me into his arms.

“I love you.” “I love you.” End of Book Eleven

Yet here he is, acting like a feral wolf that has lost all sense. I open my mouth, meaning to grab Calden’s arm, pull him aside, tell him to calm down so we can talk privately. But before I can even take a step, his words crash into me and knock the air straight out of my lungs. He asks if I ever loved him. He asks if I ever cared about the pack. For a second, I just stand there, staring at him, because I genuinely cannot believe what I am hearing. Ten years. I wasted ten whole years loving this man. The man I married, the man I chose over and over again even when it hurt, and I feel something inside me finally crack.

He said in a trembling voice, "I hated her for leaving me out of a desire for money back then… Everything I did was for the sake of hearing her say that she still loved me and cared about me…" Vivi's eyes widened in disbelief. "Love?" "10 years, Chester. 10 whole years. In the past 10 years, when did Yuna stop showing you love? She's loved you every minute and every second of your time together. Did you deserve it? How could you have deserved over 10 years of Yuna's love?" She wasn't willing to waste any more time speaking with him and promptly drove him out of her bar. He suddenly recalled that in the 10 years he'd been married to me, he had never once had a proper conversation with me.

I devoted ten years of my life to the only man I've ever loved, my ex-fiancé, Zane Whitmoore. Since our eighth grade in middle school, I was always by his side. I shaped myself into the perfect woman for him. I kept my black curls cut short, just the way he liked. I never wore makeup. I dressed in outfits he approved of because he didn't like when other men looked at me. For ten years, I did everything he wanted. I was going to be his wife. Everyone knew we were meant to be.

"Ten years ago, I nearly died during the trial by distance. Now I can't imagine existing without you. You're not just my mate, Ella. You're my partner, my best friend, the love of my entire life." I looked up at him with tears in my eyes. "Ten years. A decade of loving you. And I'd live it all again, every painful moment, to get here." He kissed me then. Soft and sweet and full of love. We spent the evening talking. About everything and nothing. About the past decade, our memories, our struggles, our victories. Stories we'd told before but never tired of sharing. "Remember when we first met?" I asked. "You mean when I was so scared because we were about to be stepsiblings?"

"Do you know what I thought when I first saw you at that hospital ten years ago?" I shook my head. "I thought you were the strongest person I ever met. You lost your dad and stepmom that day, but you were still fighting. You were broken, but you weren't letting it destroy you." His voice was soft now, almost tender. "And I fell in love with that strength." My eyes burned with tears I refused to let fall.