Another Love And Novels & Stories

But I know this version of me is learning something essential: Love isn’t proven by proximity. It’s proven by what you do with the distance.

Gavin replied with a shrug. Leila finally found her voice. “You love me?” Gavin stepped closer to her, knelt in front of her chair like they were the only two people in the room. “Yes. I love you. And I do not care what it costs me.” It was ridiculous. It was the kind of scene that belonged in a badly written romantic movie but God help her, she was melting. Right then, she forgot all about Adele and the baby and their messed up life and all she could think of was Gavin Hasters proclaiming his love for her.

With trembling hands, I opened it. “Jo, I don’t deserve your forgiveness. I know that. But if love means anything, it means I never stopped carrying you inside me even when I walked away. Thank you for giving me a son. For giving me a second chance to be more than the scared boy I was. If love could rewrite time, I’d find you sooner. And I’d never let go.” – K. I folded the letter gently and pressed it to my heart. He was gone. But somehow he had come home.

"I don't need you to do anything." "Bruno, you still don't get it," I said slowly. "I stopped loving you a long time ago." "I'm in love with Lorenzo. I love him." His pupils constricted, his face turning deathly pale. "You..." "Impossible. You can't fall in love with someone else that fast," he said, frantic. "You loved me for ten years." "So what?" I sneered. "You trampled on me for ten years." Hearing this, Bruno completely lost control and lunged, trying to drag me away by force.

A royal blue envelope fluttered to the ground when she slipped the bag from the hanger, catching her gaze. Giavanna quickly snatched it up, a puzzled frown marring her face. She slipped a nail under the seam and withdrew a piece of lavender paper. "My dearest little wolf, may our family not be foolish enough to ignore the beauty and power you emit while dressed in this finery. Should your mate be lucky enough to find you this weekend, they will be awestruck by their good fortune. Though ye be small, ye be mighty. Love, Aunt Rosalie."

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Realizing I knew the truth, Regina dropped the act and screamed, “Who’s a cheater?! “Who do you think you are, Vanessa?! Without Jared, you’re just some roadside trash no one wants anymore!” I nodded thoughtfully, agreeing with her. “You’re right. I’m nobody. “But you two… You really are something.” I reached out and gently caressed her bump, watching her stagger backward in fear. “Do you love being the mistress that much, Regina? “You’d carry someone else’s kid, then help them chase their wife back. Is forbidden love really that addictive?”

it wont help me and wont help her either. "Hmmmm...I am in loved with you Amber...I love you...I have feelings for you...and you want to be with someone else, a guy...you want to be with everyone to discover yourself... and then you want me to stay? how? what about me...have you even try to think if you could understand me as well? I am sorry if I cant understand you for now...maybe in time once I moved on from you, if things is not so painful anymore...sorry for disturbing you...see you around"

I sit up and look at the ground. "You asked me to try to love you, and when I say I do, you pull away," I say as I look up at him. He nods. "You know my history. I haven't known love. Hearing someone say they love me is new to me. I said that because I didn't want you to be overwhelmed. I never actually expected you to love me. I'm not trying to pull away, I swear. It's just different," I swallow harshly as I look away from him.

Unspoken waves surged in Celine's heart, rushing down like a waterfall from a great height. She read that line with a quivering chest, filled with a mix of emotions—joy, gratitude, and even a hint of happiness. Was this what they called love? Even without a meeting, a simple line from him could shake her heart. Even without his voice, a string of characters could sway her feelings. Truly, the power of that one feeling, called love, was magnificent.