Always Yoon Mi Re Lirik

Sam mencoba menyatakan cintanya kepada Kyle, seorang wanita berparas cantik dengan khas bibir merah yang menjadi dambaan bagi kaum adam. Namun dengan bangganya Kyle meludahi wajah Sam begitu saja dan mempermalukan Sam, membuat kobaran api di dadanya benar-benar tak terima akan hal itu. Sama hal nya dengan Charles yang merasakan kejadian sama persis seperti dialami Sam, dan sialnya mereka berdua tersakiti oleh wanita yang sama yaitu Kyle. Mereka pun bertemu secara tak sengaja dan membicarakan kekecewaan hatinya yang begitu dalam. Merasa tak terima akan penghinaan itu, Sam dan Charles membuat sebuah rencana, dimana rencana itu adalah menghancurkan semua kebanggaan wanita itu perlahan-lahan, termasuk rencana menyetubuhinya secara bersamaan. Mungkin itu terdengar gila, tapi memang itulah rencananya. Tetapi mereka tak mengerti bahwa Kyle memiliki saudara kembar, wajahnya benar-benar mirip dengan Kyle, dia adalah Perry adik kandungnya, sifatnya berbanding terbalik dengan Kyle. Perry yang lugu harus rela diperlakukan tak senonoh oleh kedua pria itu, bahkan kedua pria itu membumbui kehidupan Perry dengan kesadisan nya saat menyuruh Perry melayani nafsu bejatnya. Rintihan kesakitan Perry menjadi pemuas baginya, teriakan Perry serasa hidangan nikmat, jeritan di bibir Perry haruslah kencang seakan sesuai dengan rasa sakit itu, tubuh indahnya adalah sesuatu yang harus pria itu hancurkan, karena tujuan kedua pria itu adalah menghancurkan kebanggaannya.

BLURB One night. One murder. One photo that changed everything. I was just a broke journalism student trying to survive college on caffeine, ramen, and late-night shifts, Until I saw him pull the trigger. Lucian Romano. Green eyes like a forest fire. A smile that promises sin. And a last name that owns half the city… and most of its corpses. He should’ve killed me. Instead, he gave me a choice: Delete the photo. Say nothing. Or become useful. Now, I’m his “eyes” inside the university, spying on dealers, dodging bullets, and trying not to fall for the killer who sees me as a pawn. But secrets don’t stay buried. And in this game of blood, betrayal, and stolen kisses… One wrong move, and I’m dead. Or worse, his…

But as much as I loved him, there were cracks in our perfect marriage. Damien didn’t want children. He’d been clear about it from the start, even though I had always dreamed of being a mother. He’d smile that charming smile of his and say, “Pups will tie us down, my love. You’re so beautiful and vibrant and pregnancy would change that. I want you to stay just as you are.”

Después de dejar la universidad, mis padres no me presionaron. Pero la amiga de la infancia de mi novio, esa que se hacía pasar por la chica perfecta y de alto coeficiente intelectual, me llamó por teléfono. Yo estaba ocupada trabajando en el campo, sembrando verduras y jugando con el agua, sin tiempo para programar. En mi vida pasada, ella presentó su proyecto de diseño de software un día antes que yo, era exactamente igual al mío. Todos me acusaron de ladrona, de farsante sin escrúpulos. Intenté defenderme, pero nadie me creyó. Más tarde, incluso abrió un canal de transmisiones en vivo para difamarme, diciendo que yo la acosaba en la escuela. La gente en internet enloqueció, atacando cruelmente a toda mi familia. Mis padres, tratando de huir de los fanáticos que los perseguían, murieron en un accidente de coche. Yo no soporté el golpe, me lancé desde lo alto de un edificio… sin poder cerrar los ojos en paz. Hasta el último instante de mi conciencia, no entendía nada. ¿Por qué, si era mi esfuerzo y mi trabajo, alguien más pudo publicarlo antes que yo? Cuando volví a abrir los ojos, estaba de nuevo en el día anterior al plagio.

Lumi-as someone who's being told what to believe and hope in everything as she grows up-reckons that living is a way to comply with and entrust one's entire life to serving superiors on top of the hierarchy. Who will not think of that way anyway? Being harbored in the lands of Castellanos, it is engraved in her mind that she lives to pay her debt of gratitude to the family who sheltered her, who protected her from all the cruelties the outside world has to offer behind those fences. What they're doing is to protect her life and welfare-that's what they told her. So there's no other way to live but be the gullible and obedient yokel of the Castellano clan, because they're doing everything just for her safety. But that's before her life turns upside-down as she discovers a strange note from the attic. "To whoever finds this message, they erased us. This is all that remains. Remember us, please." What does the note want to convey? Is it just one of those mundane trivial stuff found in an attic like the usual when someone decides to clean it? Or is it something connected to her... "safety?" For sure it is for her safety. That's what they always tell her. But what one hears is not always the version of reality. Most of the time, it is the most convenient scheme to twist and bend the truth. That... That's what they will never tell her.

Llevaba seis años casada en secreto con mi esposo, Mateo Díaz, el CEO de la empresa. Pero en todo ese tiempo, él nunca permitió que nuestro hijo lo llamara "papá". La gota que derramó el vaso fue cuando, una vez más, faltó al cumpleaños de nuestro hijo por con su secretaria, Silvia Vega. Finalmente, saqué el acuerdo de divorcio que llevaba tiempo preparando y me fui para siempre con mi hijo. Aquel hombre siempre tan sereno perdió el control por completo, irrumpiendo en la oficina como un loco para preguntar por mi paradero. Pero esta vez, mi hijo y yo ya no miraríamos atrás.

George Sunther doesn't show up on the day we're supposed to get engaged. His family is nowhere to be seen either. Mom's and Dad's faces become increasingly darker as our relatives whisper disapprovingly. I'm about to contact George when I see a social media update from Winona Sunther, the Sunther family's adopted daughter. "From today onward, we're siblings and also spouses." A photo of her and George decked out in wedding attire while holding each other close is attached. Later, I find George, and he says guiltily, "Winnie is pregnant out of wedlock, and her boyfriend has made a run for it. I have to marry her first so that her reputation remains untainted. It's all so she can have the baby without any hitches." I'm stunned. The invitations for our wedding have already been sent out! George wraps an arm around my waist, his tone as gentle as always. "I'll marry you once the baby is born, okay? You're the only woman I'll call my wife, Mary. You have to trust me." I look into his eyes, which I had once loved with all my heart. My heart twists painfully. He's always like this. He always tells me I have to be more tolerant and magnanimous when it comes to Winona because she's his sister. I watch as he leaves in a hurry after answering a call from Winona. Then, I stop hesitating and call my parents. "Mom, is the Zowski family still up for a wedding?"

Cuando mi esposo me amenazó por centésima vez con el divorcio para que me sacrificara por mi hermana, Yoli Santos, no lloré ni hice escándalo. Simplemente firmé el acuerdo de divorcio, y le entregué en bandeja al hombre que había amado durante diez años. Días después, Yoli metió la pata en una fiesta y ofendió a una familia poderosa. Una vez más, fui yo quien cargó con la culpa por ella y asumí todas las consecuencias. Incluso cuando propusieron que yo fuera la voluntaria para probar el medicamento del proyecto de mi hermana, acepté sin dudar. Mis padres dijeron que por fin me había vuelto una hija razonable. Hasta mi esposo, tan frío como siempre, se paró junto a mi cama, me acarició la mejilla, algo que no hacía desde hacía años, y me dijo con ternura: —No tengas miedo. El experimento no es peligroso. Cuando salgas, te prepararé tu comida favorita. Pero él no sabía que, fuera o no peligroso el experimento, ya no iba a poder esperarme. Porque tengo una enfermedad terminal. Y me voy a morir muy pronto.

In life, you don't know if you're always on top. Hindi mo alam kung kailan ka mananalo o matatalo-kung kailan ka paglalaruan ng tadhana. Destiny is our greatest enemy. Parang lahat kasi ng mangyayari sa buhay natin, nakatadha na-at wala kang magagawa kundi tanggapin ito. I have always been on top. All the people I know are proud of me-look up at me because I am good at everything. Pero tama nga silang hindi ka laging nasa taas. Sino bang mag-aakala na isang beses lang akong babagsak pero sobra iyon? Sobra-sobrang nahatak ako sa baba ng malaking trahedya sa buhay ko at hindi ko alam kung paano ako aahon. Mabuti na lang, bumalik siya. Siya ulit. Siya lang ang nag-iisang taong nagmamahal sa akin nang lubos kahit iniwan ko. It's always him. Walang iba.

"Don't touch me!", Arieon yelled at him as tears fell freely from her eyes. She was breathing heavily from the way she ran down the stairs. "You'll harm yourself, be careful!", Enzo snapped at her angrily. She glared at him, "The only harm that will come to me is you, so stay the fuck away!". He rolled his eyes and walked down the stairs. The more steps he took towards her,the more she moved backwards. Her back hit the wall and she cursed internally. He grinned in triumph and placed his fingers on her jaw making her to look at him. "Mi cara, you're the only good in my life. You and our unborn child", he placed his hand on her stomach and she felt her heart flutter. "Stop running away", he leaned closer to her. "And if I don't", she asked in a hushed tone. Their eyes locked and he grinned, "I'll keep chasing you, Arieon".