100 Razones Por Las Que Te Amo Novels & Stories

There are many followers of Fiona, but basically gave up within a few days, because in the emotional aspect Fiona is really cold. It's like seeing a refrigerator in the hot weather, can't help but get cool, at first it's really comfortable, but what about an hour, two hours later? If you don't get out of the fridge, your friend will have to go to the funeral home and give you a square box. Love is not only love, but also friendship. Three years of college, next toFiona She is the only one to be friends with. Part of it may also be because she is a Northeasterner, has a better tolerance for cold than others, her tongue licks ice but her face doesn't change color, otherwise she would soon free

Why am I the one hurting when I didn’t do anything? “I love you, I love you with everything I’ve got. I love you with my entire life, Lola. I love you so much and I can’t bare to see you in pain. I love you, you’re father loves you. Your brother and Chloe loves you. We all love you. You’re perfect in our eyes, Lola. You’re our Lola. You’re my Lola and my Lola is a fighter, she’s fierce and won’t let things break her down like this. My Lola is the most beautiful girl in the world, she’s the girl with the most beautiful heart ever. My Lola’s the best.” She says and I truly wish I could believe her. I wish I could but I can’t.

There was a list of reasons why we were perfect for each other, and a veritable encyclopedia of reasons we weren't. That encyclopedia went from C for Crazy to S for Sick. Other reasons were sprinkled here or there: real reasons, logical reasons, things like "he's in love with your best friend" and "he deserves better than you" and "Cecily, you're fucking crazy."

" Why did you marry me? " " apart from the fact that I fell in love with you and even though you decided to act out of character I still forgave you and I still decided to persevere with this relationship you're an amazing person and you just don't see it and I see it and a lot of the guys who want me back this year to be see what I see in you and you're an amazing guy you just need to believe it and it kills me that sometimes you don't want to believe that you can be good and have boundaries but you can't be mean and not at least allow your heart to throw with love."

he tried again, but I wasn't done. "I love you because you're brave enough to be vulnerable, because you admitted your mistakes and worked to become better, because you look at me like I'm someone extraordinary instead of someone broken." My voice was shaking now, but I forced myself to continue. "And I'm done being afraid. Done wasting time on caution when life is so uncertain. Done protecting myself from potential pain instead of embracing potential happiness."

"What?" "I love you. Not just because you make me feel good, not just because you are beautiful or smart or any of that. I love who you are when you think nobody is looking. I love that you sing off-key in the shower and scrunch up your nose when you are thinking hard. I love that you put three sugars in your coffee but tell people you drink it black. I love how stubborn you are and how brave you are and how you see pretty things everywhere." My eyes started getting watery. "Miguel..."

"I love you because you are you! So I love you and I don't want you to change yourself for anyone or even me. You are just perfect the way you are and you deserve my love. No one else does.” I smiled. "But, there should be a reason you love me. You know that, right?". "Because you are perfect! You are out of this world. Your face, your lips, your eyes, your intelligence, your words, your personality. Everything! Everything makes my day and makes me smile every day. That's why I gave you that ring so I can get married to you, make you mine, and wake up to everything I love about you every morning. I want to wake up seeing your face everyday. I want to watch you make my morning coffee, carry m

So every sentence is an excuse? Giselle was suddenly stunned, the next second she pursed her lips, arrogantly glaring at Ashley: "I hate you so much. In this life, the person I hate the most is you. I have never hated anyone as much as you. But I, Giselle, at least not to the point of losing my mind. The entire Patterson Group, from top to bottom, relies on the Patterson Group for survival, that is, thousands of families. Even if I hate you so much that I want to slap you, I will not cause many employees to lose their jobs for my benefit."

ADELE’s POV “What do you mean you are bad for me, Cahir?” I go ahead to ask him, “what exactly is so dangerous about me loving you and you loving me? You married me, you feel something for me” “I married you because you are useful to me” he sneers, his eyes lingering on my lips for a while, “and with everything I have going on in my head, I do not have the strength to fall in love” “But….” I touch his arm lightly, “it’s not my fault that I fell for you..you.

Because she didn’t know how to need someone. Not like this. Not like him. She licked her lips, suddenly nervous. “Why do you care so much?” Zayn didn’t answer right away. Then, in a voice so low she almost didn’t hear it, he said— “Because it’s you.” Her breath caught. Zayn’s gaze was unwavering, intense. “Because it’s always been you, Ayesha.” The words settled deep in her chest, wrapping around something fragile and unfamiliar. She should walk away.