10 Years Where I Loved You The Most นิยาย & เรื่องราว

His voice cracked with emotion. I blinked, genuinely stunned. I shoved him harder this time. "Are you out of your mind? We're done. There's no future for us. What kind of fantasy are you living in?" But his grip tightened. "You love me. We've been together for ten years. Don't tell me Hayden can replace that in such a short time." Wow. His confidence was next level. Maybe I had loved him too much back then—enough to make him believe I'd never move on.

“If a million people love you, be sure I am one of them. If only one person loves you, that sure is me... and... if no one in this world loves you... the only reason would be because I am gone...” In front of the people we love... In front of this very altar... “I do...” “I do...” With my heart beating so loud, not due to fright or any anxiousness but just simply because I am excited... “You may now kiss the bride” Looking at my eyes with such love and joy, I didn’t know that I would ever find this very scene my favorite of all. To be with Drake, there is nothing else I could ever wish for... I let his lips touch mine. Such warmth... this feeling that I love to feel...

That night wasn't going to happen again in this life. I went home and dug out my old diary that I'd hidden in a deep corner of my wardrobe. I was ten years old, homeless and wandering the streets at night when Graham—18 at the time—took me in. He was cold and aloof with everyone else, but he was very gentle with me. I knew that I had fallen in love with him when I was old enough to realize it. However, it was a secret that I could never reveal to anyone else. I grabbed the diary and tore it to pieces, shredding every page. Then, I threw the scraps into the toilet and flushed them down.

Luca asked. Mark didn’t hesitate. > “Her. Only her. Always her.” The words hit Mia like a blow. Her knees almost gave out. She backed away from the door, step by trembling step, afraid they’d hear her shattering. She didn’t stop until she reached the corner of the hallway. Her hands pressed to her mouth. Her lungs refused to work. Ten years. He had loved her for ten years. Quietly. Secretly. Devastatingly. And she—

I was so desperate to show you that I wasn't an idiot that I was the biggest fool of all. His voice broke. He didn't even try to hide it. "I love you." The three words, spoken not as a declaration of love but as a simple, overwhelming fact, seemed to shift the tension in the room. "I have loved you for ten years. I loved you when we fought about budgets. I loved you when you would get this otherworldly glaze in your eye, already half a universe away someplace I couldn't follow.". I loved the weight of you in our bed, the sound of your voice in the next room. I loved building this… this impossible place with you. It was the center of my world. You were the center of my world.”

Stanley said shortly. They began talking while each and every shared their thoughts until Stanley's name was heard from the entrance which gripped him almost instantly. As it was the face he had seen ten years ago , even though it has totally changed compared to ten years ago , he could still recognize the face and the voice. Stanley was still seated as his mind suddenly went blank and he didn't know what was happening at that particular moment until he was roughly pulled up by her. "Stanley it been ten years"Stanley could hear the angelic voice in his head but before he could react , soft lips collided with his lips, making him get glued In that particular spot.

Everyone I ever loved. Ten years. I was finally back. "Did I?" I asked coldly.

The remaining love I had for him vanished instantly. “How did you…?” Joseph looked at me in disbelief as he panicked. “How did I learn about it? Hmph!” I watched him quietly and laughed as I feigned indifference. Even so, I ended up crying. I exhausted myself to push him away and sobbed. “You guys got together on our ninth anniversary. On our tenth anniversary, you guys made love in the next room. Joseph, I’m not heartless. If you don’t love me, I won’t force you to either. Why did you have to humiliate me like that?!”

he recited like he was reading a memorized speech. "Do you even love me?" I asked, I noticed him smile. "I respect you, I admire you, and I find myself looking forward to spending time with you", diverting from my question. "That's not the question". "I am not a romantic but I would work on that, I don't believe love just happens at first sight, I believe it grows and blossoms with time and commitment" Ibrahim replied. "I don't want to lie to you about anything, I don't want to throw the word love around with you, I want to say it when It's going to mean the most '' Ibrahim said pulling up to our parking lot.