365 Days Of Loving You 소설 & 이야기

I’m beyond confused, I hold the penny in my hand and unfold the letter with with my trembling fingers. “Okay, here goes,” I say to myself overtaken with anxiety. X, 37 days, It has taken me 37 days to dislike you, to like you, to love you, to hate you, and to forgive you. No matter how hard I try, I can’t give you up, no matter how hard I try, I can’t stop loving you, so the only thing I want to stop trying with you, is fighting myself for what I really want, fighting myself, you. Our lives may be nothing alike, but we are. We have an undeniable love and understanding for one another and without the other half of me, I’m not truly me. My mom always told me that in the rare occasion that when

Love you all. ~END~

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Everytime she closed her eyes, she imagined her mother's voice, the bills piling up, and Romeo's voice saying, "Then we begin tommorow. Tomorrow was now today. At exactly 8am, a knock came at the door. She opened it to find a tall man man in a blacksuit- no expression, no greeting. He handed her a sealed black envelope and walked away without a word. She stared at the evelope like it might explode. Inside was the contract. Temporary Matrimony Agreement- twelve pages of precise, cold languages. Her name was printed on every page, binding her to a world she didn't belong in. "Marriage shall last exactly 365 days." "No physical intimacy unless both parties agree". Violation of discretion will r

When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the very day everything began to fall apart. My father, Alpha King Darius Thorn, sat across from me, finalizing the details of my mating ceremony with Kael Arden, while also arranging for Mira Frost to be sent to the border. In my past life, I had been desperate to hold on to what I believed was love. I nodded obediently and, with my own hands, pushed myself straight into hell. But now, I had already lived through that bone-deep, soul-ripping death.

He immediately understood that she was aware of her surroundings but she refused to open her eyes. “I love you. Can I say I love you today? If not, can I ask you again tomorrow? And the day after tomorrow? And the day after that? Because I’ll be loving you every single day of my life? Until my last breath and till our next lifetimes. So please, when you are ready, come back into my arms. I will do whatever you want, just open your beautiful eyes and show me the smile I love. The woman I loved, love, and will love.”

He let out a dry, humorless laugh and leaned back, studying me with disbelief and curiosity. “And for the fun of it,” he added, “sixty days, Madea? You’re asking for sixty days like you think you can make up for the love that didn’t happen in five years. You really believe two months can fix what never existed? Or are you just trying to prove something before you let me go?” “Sixty days, right? You have them,” he concluded. There was no warmth in his agreement. No softness. Just a transaction. A countdown.

"Mei I love you," Min said and held my face. "I love how you smile, how even the little things make you smile. You make it so easy to love you. I have gone to work every day and thought of coming back home immediately to be in your arms. I love your scent and the little whimpers you make when you sleep. I love how you fight for whatever you want. I want to end the contract with you and start all over again and be the husband you want. I also want to learn to be the husband you need. I want to be there through everything. I want you to feel my love until I don't need to say it but you know it. I want to make you my everything. Will you be my everything?" he asked me and I hugged me.

How could someone be this perfect, despite his arrogant demeanor, he still looked devastatingly handsome. My words were lost somewhere between my lips, and my brain, as I stared at him blankly. I can't even imagine myself falling for him. "You will be paid monthly through out the duration of the contract." "How long is this contract?" I asked, gulping in saliva forcefully. I silently prayed it was going to be for a week, which I had no idea how I was going to survive for that long. He laughed, and it sounded like the Devil himself laughed. There was nothing funny. Was there something on my face? I reached out for my face with my right hand, and found nothing. Then realization struck me! He h

Then ask him why’ Day ten of thirty Twenty days to go