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Everything they had in stolen moments and secret choices. She memorized too. His heartbeat under her ear. The warmth of his skin. The strength of his arms. The safety of being held. The reality of being chosen. "I love you," he whispered again. Sometime before dawn. Couldn't help it. Had to say it again. One more time. "I know you can't say it back. I know the conditioning—but I love you. Novalee Carter. And I'll love Novalee Santoro too. All of you. Every version. Every name. Every—everything."

I didn't think that I would feel for someone this way that I would forget any fight or anything. I won't ask her again about the Tuberose lie. I want to put that into a grave. We are perfectly happy with each other. I press a tender kiss upon her forehead, cherishing this moment of tranquility. With Abigail in my arms, I am reminded that love is not simply an emotion but a profound connection that surpasses all understanding. And as I hold her close, I vow to always cherish and protect the love we share, for she is my heart's greatest treasure.

It was a tapestry of emotions woven intricately, making their love all the more complex and profound. Her hand, warm and tender, caressed his cheek, her eyes reflecting understanding and acceptance. "I know, Adam," she murmured, her voice a soothing balm. "Our love is a unique tapestry, intertwined with the complexities of our shared bond. It is a testament to the depth of our connection and the strength of our hearts. I am grateful for the love we all share, and for the beauty that emerges from this unconventional path we tread together."

Her anticipation, her love, her need – they all echoed through our connection. "I love you," I whispered against her skin, my actions matching my words as I worshipped her body. Ava's response was a mix of words and feelings, projected directly into my mind. 'I love you too, Callum. So much.' AVA I arched into Callum's touch, my body singing with each caress. His fingers trailed fire across my skin, igniting sparks of pleasure that threatened to consume me. I could feel his love, his devotion, pouring through our bond, and it makes everything more intense.

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"I love you too. More than yesterday, less than tomorrow." THE END

He’s looking at me with a wry expression, but maybe it is my only chance. Ada pushes me forward. The emotional effect is like being shoved off a cliff. “I fucking love you, Ansel.” He blinks in surprise. The waterworks start up again. It’s not delicate and it’s not romantic, but it’s earnest and it’s real. Because, it’s not just the kind of love that makes your heart pound, although he does that plenty. It’s the kind of love that you can’t erase, even when you try. That will endure. Ansel chews on his lip. “Yeah, yeah,” he says. “Ada, I fucking love you, too.” He smiles wistfully. “And so does Jeff.” “No, th-“ It all goes dark. Then light. Then dark. Then, he’s gone.

Sean smiled. “Oh? Is that so? I don’t see it that way. If someone’s turned you down once, chances are they’ll do it again. If there’s no spark, there’s no spark. But someone who’s truly loved you once—they can fall in love with you again. Love is just that simple. You either do, or you don’t.” Scott’s lips pressed into a hard line, his eyes dark and unfathomable, like a bottomless abyss.