Can't Fake The Feeling Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Let’s go, wifey.” And just like that— I had a fake husband. Finally! It's all falling into place. So why do I feel like I'm forgetting something important?

The one I celebrated with. Every moment I had with her: The laughter, the kisses, the warmth, the joy, the times we’d spend in bed planning our future, the way she would look at me like I was the only person in the room, the way my heart swelled when I saw her, and I'd go straight to her after a bad day. Each and every one of those moments weren’t fake. They were real and I had lived them. I couldn’t erase them or try to rewrite them simply because I didn’t like the person she was. You can fake everything else but you can’t fake or force feeling.

“You heard me. Just someone to play the part. Pretend to be with me for a few weeks. Flash some smiles. Appear in photos. Then she disappears, alongside the rumors.” “But you...wait.” He narrowed his eyes. “You’ve never let any woman touch you, not since…” His voice trailed off. We both knew why. “So how the hell are you going to fake a relationship when you can’t stand being touched?” “I know.” I tapped a finger against the glass. “But… there’s actually one I could tolerate.” Kelvin blinked. “No way.” “There is.” “Who?” I leaned forward, my voice low. “The one I told you about. Anna. Miss fierce.”

she laughs "like they say these days faking it in style." I give her a confused look "what?" "You know, when you're in a fake relationship, these days that's what everyone's doing." "Well, I'm only doing this for mom, and trust me I will not develop falling for him." "My dear friend, you're saying that now, but when the time comes you'll be dying for his touch, his kiss, his scent, his di- ah" I shot her with Levi's water gun. That damn dirty mouth girl. "Charlotte you bitch," she curses, ask I continue to shot her.

Wherever Emily wanted to lead me right now, I was in a headspace where I’d crawl right after her. The girl I had resolved to meet was standing right next to me. "Are you going to be able to fix it?" "We'll handle it, don't worry," I said, giving her a sweet smile. If I couldn't even recover a profile I hacked myself, I might as well throw in the towel and resign. While Emily stared anxiously at the screen, I faked a serious expression, furrowing my brows as if deeply concentrated on the laptop in front of me. A voice inside me was screaming, *take a screenshot of how she looks right now and keep it forever*, but I held back.

I asked shyly and he chuckled. "No, because first of all, you smell so good like always and secondly, you’re too adorable to resist, thirdly, I can never get tired of you and last but not least, I love you." He sealed it with a peck to my nose. He was being extra romantic since this morning and I had no idea why. "Yuck! That was cheesy!" I gagged but then giggled kissing him all over his face. “Hey… Those were my real feelings.” He faked an offending sound before pushing me off his lap.

“There is no point in regretting what has happened. The best thing we can do is keep moving, and keep living. Sometime in the future, we may find happiness to replace all the sadness we have experienced so far.” Avery's eyes filled with tears at her sister's words. How quickly time passed without her realizing it. Her little sister had turned into a wise adult woman. Avery then stretched out her arms and pulled Shanon into her arms. “I promise, you will never be alone again. I will always be by your side and support whatever you do for our happiness." "Thanks." But I'm sorry, I wasn't completely honest with you. I think I have fallen in love with my fake husband.

She wants to make herself believe that it’s alright but she knew that it’s not. "You have to choose, Shane. You may not say it, but I can feel what's wrong. Everything's not falling into place." He cupped her face and caressed it. "You knew who he is, right?" Frenzo nodded. "I pretended not to notice because I want to make myself believe that it’s not real, that you'll come back to me." his voice is low and Shane can feel the pain with every word he said. She can feel the numbness in her knees and before she knew it, her knees have given her up. She sat on the floor and pulled her hair.

Nor now nor ever. There was no place for emotions in their fake relationship and there should be no blurred lines between...

Isayanna Pretending has never been easy for me. It is not something that comes naturally, not something I have ever been good at. But Jaydon taught me how to pretend. He taught me how to fake it, how to mask my feelings, how to bury everything deep inside until it felt like I was someone else entirely. He showed me how to act like I do not feel anything for him anymore. But I do. Yes, I still do.