Before You Came Into My Life Novels & Stories

/I knew I loved you before I met you I think I dreamed you into life I knew I loved you before I met you I have been waiting all my life Ooh, ooh, ooh/ He slightly moves his body away from hugging me to face me. He cupped my face. "Thank you for coming back to me." /I knew I loved you before I met you I think I dreamed you into life I knew I loved you before I met you I have been waiting all my life/ I smiled. "Thank you for waiting for me."

He mumbled looking into my eyes. "You've become the reason to live my life. I was like a corpse before you came into my life. One year... For one year I was just roaming around burning in revenge. I forgot to even smile and then you came. After finding you in my arms, I felt like I breathed again. I started smiling again." He sighed and a tear rolled from his eyes.

His brown hair is tousled perfectly as always and I can't wait to run my fingers through it later. The music changes to "Can't Help Falling in Love," signaling that it's our turn to enter. My dad takes my arm and the doors open. My eyes immediately find Liam's and he's staring at me like we're in the desert and I'm a tall glass of water. I smile at him and he responds with the most dazzling smile I've ever seen in my 18 years.

"Clara, that aphrodisiac indeed made my life worse than death, but I have to thank the person who drugged me. I wouldn't have gotten into the legal world so quickly if it weren't for that incident." As soon as Evelyn finished speaking, a cold voice came from behind. "What aphrodisiac?"

"Enjoy, young lady." "Thank you." Gabriella took the glass and found a booth in a corner to sit in. Her mind wandered to unknown places as she stared at the singer on stage. "You entered summer with me, passing by the noisy streets. Songs are still in the air, and your bright blue eyes glisten. I've lost all joy from not experiencing your gentleness. Time waits for no one as the clouds float by. "I miss you so much as the rain comes. I can't let go of what you chose to forget. Words can't express how deep my love is. There is so much I can't finish telling. Every aspect of my story is you.

"Cody's right. Anyone who comes out of a place like that—even if they were decent before—comes back dirty." Her eyes raked over me. "Look at you. Do you have even a trace of the polished guy you used to be? "You disgust me." I froze. One hand pressed against my chest, staring at her like I didn't recognize her. Her lips kept moving, but I couldn't hear a word. I cut in. "How did my mom die?" My voice came out rough. "Tell me. How did my mom die?" The two of them—rabid a second ago—went dead quiet.

I did not have much, so I left the villa quickly. Walking alone on the street, I felt so lonely. Today was my birthday. It should have been a happy day with my family. However, I did not have a home anymore. I walked into the night with nowhere to go. The winter night was long and cold. The snow hit my face, making me shiver. The pain in my head grew sharper, and my vision started to blur. Half-asleep, I saw a shadow appear before me. That shadow had not shown up since I became mates with Evan. Now that my mate bond was gone, the shadow returned.

When I did not respond, she hung up without hesitation. I froze for a moment. It was the first time Camelia had ever hung up on me. That night, I sat on the couch in a daze, waiting quietly. Heavy rain hammered against the windows, rapid and relentless. The air was heavy and cold. I replayed my life in my mind. My parents divorced when I was young, and my mother raised me alone. When I was in middle school, she fell ill and passed away. I was alone again. For years, I drifted between the homes of relatives, living as someone else’s burden. I thought I would never be loved in this lifetime. Then, I met Camelia in college.

I wasn't going to make the same mistake twice. I just smiled coldly and kept my mouth shut. There was nothing to say anyway. He would see the truth soon enough. Ten minutes later, we pulled up to Vincent's place. It was a big house in a quiet neighborhood. The kind of house that was supposed to look respectable. But I knew what went on behind those walls. I led them straight inside. I knew exactly where to go. I had been here before, in my past life. I had seen what was waiting.

Dangerously softly. “When exactly did you enter my life, Brian?” For once— Brian Adrian didn’t answer immediately.