Novel & Cerita Anonymous Amor Book

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Amora whispered, her voice trembling slightly as she leaned down to press a soft kiss against Zach’s dark tuft of hair. Then, she turned her gaze to the second baby, her beautiful girl, Heidi. Heidi wasn't crying anymore. While her brother looked around with sharp curiosity, Heidi lay perfectly still, staring up at the wooden ceiling with wide, dark green eyes. When Amora slid her pinky finger near the blanket, Heidi’s tiny, fragile hand shot out and clamped around Amora's finger with a surprisingly tight, unbreakable grip.

I don't want her to think she has to choose between us and her fiancé. "Anam hold this. It's too hot "Noori called from behind. I turned to her and she handed me a steamy cup of which I assume tasty chocolate. I was at my usual spot on the balcony, my thinking place. Noori came and sat beside me crossed legs on the floor. "Anam what's wrong " its nothing "then why were you crying? is everything okay " I didn't notice the tears on my cheeks until she reached and wiped it.

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and crossed both my arms over my chest and looked at them. “Ok, I will give it to you,” Archana said to me, and fifteen minutes later they handed over the gift to me. I opened the gift and it was actually two books from two of my favorite author, I opened one of the books and smelled it, I loved the smell of new books. And I saw a small note written on a small card, “Happy Birthday Darling!!! Love from your Handsome.” I blushed and glanced around, all four were looking at me and they all had a teasing expression on their faces, I lowered my gaze and blushed even deeper.

Un rire sans joie s'échappe de ses lèvres. -Et quoi, les putes non pas droit à l'amour? s'enquit-elle la voix tremblante. -Non, on ne peut pas être amoureuse. L'amour n'est pas fait pour nous. -Tout le monde a le droit d'être amoureux. argumente-t-elle. -Il y a une exception à chaque règle. Ses iris se baignent dans un océan de larme qu'elle essaie de retenir de couler. Kelly lui caresse tendrement les cheveux pour la consoler.

I smiled, turning towards him with a book in my hands, something He would probably find interesting since His head was stuffed with it. He frowned obviously Surprised at the Change In my demeanor. He doesn’t respond, our eyes locked and I peered at him with furrowed brows. “You figured I’m not Into girls, Right?” I asked, my voice a little hushed and I could see he was a bit shaken from my revelation, as if he couldn’t believe. But He was hearing from the horses mouth now. “ You’re the Son of a Reverend, It’s such an Irony” He broke our eye contact snatching the book I held from my Hand and began walking to the table.