365 Days Of Loving You Novels & Stories

"Seamus, you'll get into Harland, and you'll find your best friend there. You'll find friends who will still gather for holidays even after more than a decade down the line. You'll find someone you'll spend the rest of your life with. "You don't know her yet in your timeline, but she'll stick with you all the way. You'll have an adorable baby together. She'll accept all your little flaws and stand ardently by your side. If you need something, she'll get it for you even if it's in the middle of the night. She'll even take you on that outing you wanted, even though it was just a spur-of-the-moment idea for you. Don't you worry, Seamus. Everything you're worried about won't happen. Every day wi

It was important. I sat there waiting and felt my heart beat faster than it had in years. It felt like the first time I'd told her I loved her. That night had been so much smaller than this. A plain ring. A single firework. She'd said yes. The way her eyes had looked, bright, shy, happy — I'd never forgotten it. I sat there now and let myself remember all of it. Every good thing. We'd been happy once. I'd let myself forget.

"I love you too. More than yesterday, less than tomorrow." THE END

But maybe this is still not the right time. Please always remember that I love you very much. Missing you every day, my one and only. - Infinity

It is so hard to live without you. Day twenty seven: Brother, why are you so quiet? Please, say something to me. I miss you. Day fifty-six: Dave, this is my confession to you. I love you. I want to marry you. Will you come back? Day sixty: I am going to wait for you until you come back. I have just realized that my life without you is useless. Day sixty-one: I miss you more, Dave. I am tired of crying. When will I hear from you?

he added quietly. And then— “I love you too, baby.” His words wrapped around me like a blanket on the coldest day, washing over the ache in my chest. For the first time in what felt like forever, my racing heartbeat slowed, and I let myself believe, even just for a moment, that maybe we could still be okay.

So this was the woman he’d never stopped loving—the reason he’d been so distant, so cruel, for two years. She’d been nothing more than a placeholder, a warm body to fill his bed while he waited for his first love to come back. For two years, she’d cooked his meals, mended his clothes, and held him through nightmares he’d never explained—all while he saw her as nothing but a servant. “I’m ready now, Alex,” Amber said, her voice dripping with sweetness. “I’ll marry you.” He turned to her, and for the first time, Purple saw warmth in his eyes—the warmth she’d spent two years begging for. “Amber,” he murmured, cupping her cheek.