Novel & Cerita Anch'io Ti Amo

Types to Rihanna: _I saw your hoodie. Deletes. Types: _Mom fine._ Sends. She replies fast: _Did you eat?_ _Yes._ _Good._ Pause. Then her: _I miss you. Not like that. Just... miss you._ He stares at it. His chest hurts. He types: _Me too._ Sends. Mistake. Immediately he knows. Her reply: _Then why are we doing this?_ He doesn’t answer. He puts the phone in his pocket and rides back to Oga’s place. Doesn’t eat the food. Leaves it on the chair.

"But I…" "Damian," she interjected softly. Outside, the blissful blue sky beckoned to her. "I don't blame you. Really." There was no hate or ire in her voice. She simply sounded a little sentimental. "This is it. This is my goodbye to you and the twenty-odd years of my life." Damian's breathing hitched. He said nothing. Bella knew he understood her. Softly, she said, "Goodbye. Take care." She ended the call.

"I'll leave, I promise." It was better this way. I'd done enough damage. A slow smile crept across her face, but it didn’t reach her slithered, siren eyes. “And stay away from my man,” she added coldly. Two heavy thumps in my chest. “What... what man?” Bianca’s eyes glinted as she looked me up and down. Then, she leaned in, her lips brushing my ear. “Angelo mio,” she whispered. She giggled like a maniac, startling me and walked away like she hadn’t just said the sickest thing.

Mariella feels Leo's weight on her shoulder and a whisper in her ear makes her weak. "Ti amo, amore mio." Leo painfully whispers before loosing consciousness.

I whispered, with a new urgency to my voice. "Ti amo più di ogni altra cosa in questo mundo." He replied, before closing the gap between us with a passionate kiss.

Richard said as he pointed the gun at Miano. Nathan instantly placed Amore behind him. Goth moved behind Amore in case something happens, they could shield her. Amore was looking frightened at her mother… She looked into her mother’s eyes and at that instant, her mother looked back into hers. Her mother gave her a small smile as if to say… I love you, Amore… I LOVE YOU, my dear daughter. This is not your fault… tears ran down Amore’s cheeks as she mouthed the words. “I LOVE YOU, MOM!!! I LOVE YOU!”

" [I'm Good how are you, people? ] Enzo said, for the first time in Italian. He sounds so hot with his deep voice, "Manchi tanto a tua madre, dovresti chiamarla piú spesso"[ we are good but your mother remembers you, you should call her] he said, pointing at his mom. Enzo turned to his mother smiling at her, "Mi dispiace mamma,sicuramente passeró del tempo con te da ora in poi."[Im sorry mother I will definitely spend a quantity time with ] He said hugging her" Ti Amo" [love you]. "Ti amo anch'io Ragazzo Mio,"[I love you too my boy] she said, touching his jawline.

Silvia Pov --- “Take care, Dad. Thanks for the wishes.” I smiled softly as I held the phone close to my ear. A familiar chuckle echoed through the line, deep and warm with that unmistakable Milanese accent I missed more often than I admitted. “Always, tesoro mio,” he replied, his voice smoothing over my nerves like velvet. Then softer - slower - he added, “Ti amo.” I closed my eyes. “Ti amo anche io.” There was a pause. Then a grin I could feel through the phone.

I love her so much I'm afraid to tell her how I feel. "I could never hate you Amore Mio. Never. Ti Amo troppo dannatamente per odiarti! Mi odio per averti sempre ferito e non lo farò piú" "Do I even want to know what you've just said?" she says as she holds onto my forearms with her small hands.

He groans loudly and releases in my hand as I feel his hot breath on my neck. "Ti amo," I say as he catches his breath. "Ti amo," he repeats. Translations: Sto bene- I'm fine Ti amo- I love you