A Love Hypothesis 소설 & 이야기

By the time they were found, neither had a pulse. Life without Edward turned out to be blissful with Thomas. The memory of Edward faded from my mind. One day, curled up in Thomas's embrace, I turned to him and asked, "Darling, why did you keep loving me all those years even after I turned you down?" Thomas gave my nose an affectionate tap. "Silly girl, you're my soulmate, my one and only. Who else would I love if not you?" I snuggled into his arms, my eyes brimming with joyful tears.

I hear myself continue lamenting why chucking lightly. " We really do not chose to love....you know that right Anessa?" She said as continued consoling me while rubbing my back lightly. " Yeah.....but love is worthless" I say simply as I continued to fell my heart continue chatter into unexplainable feelings It was funny though, as regards the fact that when I was a much little girl I believed in happily ever after a lot, and usually believed that the love of my life would come and take me on a horse and then We would go and leave out life happily ever after, but then again at the end of the it was all a figment of the imagination.

“It’s just that there is such thin line between love and hate.” “Nope, not this one. No love, no line. Just pure hatred.” “Are you sure? What if what you call ‘hate’ is just a deep liking for Dominic buried in your subconscious?” Imogen asked, a teasing smile on her face. Maeve narrowed her eyes at her. “No, Imogen, just….no.” “Fine. I won’t say I told you so when it happens.” “Nothing is going to happen, Imogen. Seriously, what have you been watching?”

She had heard a lot of takes on love before, but this was the first time she heard it described as oxytocin and dopamine. She raised an eyebrow. "So, you think love is just a dopamine illusion?" Shaun nodded. "It's not just what I think—biology proves it." Halsey said, "If biology says that, then why do you still have a girlfriend?" A warm smile spread across Shaun's handsome face. "Even if love is an illusion, I lost to dopamine. I gladly surrender to it." "Oh my god!" The whole room erupted in cheers. Shaun had just nailed the perfect answer.

"Millions of players. Billions of memories. Trillions of emotions. I archived them all. I studied them all. I categorized them all. I thought I understood." A pause. For the first time, the pause felt like hesitation rather than calculation. "I did not understand." Lyra waited, her heart pounding so loudly she was sure everyone on the network could hear it. Beside her, Aiden's grip tightened, grounding her in the moment. "You showed me something new. Something my calculations could not predict. Something my algorithms could not process. Something my archives could not contain." Another pause, longer this time. "Not just love—that I have seen, archived, weaponized, studied from every angle ac

"If the architecture of love could be forcefully compelled by human sovereignty, the probability is high that I would execute your suggestion without a single word of resistance." I leaned my torso forward, aggressively minimizing the distance to map the contours of his facial expressions with greater diagnostic clarity. "Your assessment is entirely airtight, Roy. Love operates completely beyond the boundary of forceful human compulsion. That axiom applies with identical precision to my own matrix. I am entirely impotent to forcefully align my internal feelings to accept your devotion."

"Last night when I was alone in my room, I was trying to find pros and cons of your love story with that girl. I mean, the REAL love story, not the fake one you had before. I remember telling you guys, that when coupling, the male becomes dominant and aggressive, he's not able to control himself, it changes its metabolism completely. I've dug deep into that subject and it seems that since the first time you had an empótisi ( love at first sight) on her, her soul and yours have already connected. That's the first stage. And when you both made love, nothing wrong happened to her! I mean, your behavior didn't change! It was normal! " "Okay ... I get it, but what about the telepathic stuff?"

Don’t judge — I have a theory. Because the feelings of love and hate are so closely related, a person’s hypothalamus gets confused and wrongfully floods the body with dopamine, a neurotransmitter that produces feelings of euphoria and pleasure. It’s why hate can feel so thrilling and, at times, even addictive, and why you can’t stop thinking about the hated person. The problem is that it also triggers the release of estrogen, which increases your libido. And voila … you want to seriously jump the bones of the person you hate. It’s biology. I realize Kiara is staring at me, tapping her foot impatiently, waiting for a response.

" I set down my fork and stopped him. Then I took out the divorce papers I prepared earlier and slapped them onto the table. "Harry, let's get a divorce." "Divorce? Suzy, have you lost your mind? "Open your eyes and take a good look. The house is in my name. The car is in my name. You've been out of work and out of society for six years. What makes you think you can divorce me? "You can't even support yourself. And you want custody of Adrian? Do you think any court would give the child to someone like you?" "Who said I want custody?

He wasn't expecting this. The silhouette in the dark is still visible. She once thought to re-think about her decision of getting him married with someone he don't love. She gave a thought , this time he shouldn't lose his lady love . It was the girl after his mother he says, he love but how can she trust on Shergill Empire. And , his grandson how come she would trust that ,the girl he has choosen will collect every pieces of his broken shelf. If she would have been done this, it could be clearly visible but alas he's the same arrogant man as before and here he says, according to him his relation is still alive since eight years of his life. Then why, why on earth she isn't able to change hi