200 Razones Para Amarte Novels & Stories

I am not a saint, and she is not, that which I can not accept myself should not be imposed upon her. I... can't break happiness from others due to my selfishness. This result is caused by me, I should have taken it, I have no right to force anyone to carry it for me, and no one has the obligation to do it for me. Those thoughts made me start to avoid Duong, it's not that I don't dare to face him, because even in my dreams I want to be next to him, but what makes me hesitate is that ring, which I always wear on his ring finger.

But why do I feel like even when I have everything… without you, I’m still nothing? Amara wanted to cry out, but for some reason, the words got stuck. Xavier’s gaze only deepened. “Why do you assume the worst about yourself? No, Amara… I don’t love you because I need you. I don’t love you just because of the nights I hold you close. I love you for who you are. I’ve been in love with you since the moment you walked into my office—even though your philosophical nature can be really annoying sometimes—I love you. And trust me, I tried to fight it, but I can’t. I, Mark Xavier Peralta, am in love with you, Amara.”

Was it because of me? “Because I want to marry you someday. I have never broken into a woman’s house to see her. I have never called her friends and asked how she was doing. Fuck, Amore, I only want you. I want you to be the mother of my children; it's you who I want to wake up next to for the rest of my life. I can't sleep, I can't eat and I fired almost half of my employers yesterday because the thought of losing you is driving me mad. I love you, Amore.”

“That doesn’t change the way I feel for you. These scares make you more mine, I want to kiss them, to replace them with my lips. You don’t know what you’re doing to me, little one. I have lost all my senses, fuck, I am a fucking lunatic when it comes to you.” Amara swallowed, suddenly feeling emotional for some reason. “You asked me why I didn’t say I love you? Well, I don’t think I have words to describe the... these sensations… I cannot imagine myself without you, I know this is wrong… but… why everything feels right when I’m with you? Why I can’t distinguish right from wrong?” He tilted his head slightly, “Well, that’s what love is, it defies logic, and reason.”

(Porque no vale la pena) Let go of your life +Deja que se vaya el de tu vida) That the wounds that this time did you harm and what harm are closed Que se cierren las heridas que esta vez te hicieron mal y que mal (bad and bad) (Mal y que mal) Let it be apart of your story Deja que se aparte de tu historia A stain on your memory of a love that hurt you and how bad Un mancha en tu memoria de un amor que te hizo mal y que mal (bad and bad) (Mal y que mal) Let other kisses make you fall in love Deja que otros besos te enamoren Someone else bring you flowers Que alguien más te lleve flores There are more than a million loves Hay más de un millón de amores that they want to conquer you Que te quie

She wailed, 'I hate it when people keep secrets from me and make me stupid to believe them'. Tears flowed from her eyes and she clenched his two hands and beamed, 'Kuk, you haven't hidden anything from me so far. I appreciate you showing me yourself as an open book. I felt the peace, the happiness and the calm inside me because of you. I can't express how much I love you in words!

"Why are you doing this all? Why are you so nice to me?" "Huh! You are asking me this? Don't you know why I am doing this? And when I was rude to you? I love you. Only you. You mean the whole world to me. You are the moonlight in my dark life. I can't afford to lose you. You are my first and last love. You are the only girl I have loved. You are my life. You are the apple of my eyes. I have no other desire apart from you. Not will I have any other? I'll do everything to replace that drastic incident from your heart and mind. I promise."

"For you my love. Happy anniversary." THE END.

Chapter 3 Ever since she did, she found joy in being a mother like everyone and thus, committed to doing that. Only fools would not appreciate one's child, she thought. The baby was fast growing, and her beauty was becoming eminent. She became protective of her ever since she matured into a flower every man would love to pluck. She was only 15, and like most ladies of then, she was mature physically and mentally.

You're too possessive. God, my heart hurts to read Arga's message. Is it true that I'm too possessive for him? Why did he have the heart to cut ties with me after what happened? Why did she have the heart to leave me after I was pregnant with her child? why did he have the heart to leave me when he promised not to leave me? Me: Arga, you said there is no reason why you love me because if you already have that reason, you no longer love me. So what? You just left as if you no longer love me. arga: Right, La. I've found the reason why I love you.