Novel & Cerita Can T Win Her Back

He reached out his hand and tightly wrapped her small hand in his palm, saying, "Don't hate him anymore, forget about him, let's start over, okay..." His gentle tone carried a hint of pleading. Elianna released her hand from her forehead, her gaze slightly lowered, and said, "I really... can't remember..." She looked at him confusedly and said, "What if, even if we start over, it's all in vain? What if, I still can't remember you, still don't love you?"

I would be a better man for her, and I would do it by any means necessary. I stared ahead, with unwavering resolve. I would win back Katniss’ heart. Even if it meant I had to be the bastard who steals someone else’s wife. To be continued...

The hype brought by our lustful state faded slowly, taking my resistance away. Matt sat beside me, wrapping his arms around my shoulder. “What’s wrong, Bobbie?” I shook my head, wiping my stupid tears. “I don’t know, Matt… I don’t know how to win him back.” My cousin hummed, running his fingers through his clean-cut hair. “You haven’t even tried yet.” I chuckled sarcastically at his notion. “Why? It’s not as if I have a chance with him again. It took me so long to fix myself, Matty.”

"Devoted to her." I arched my brow at the strange choice of word. "At least even if she doesn't want you back, at least make sure she sees you're sorry. A few 'sorrys' won't cut it. You have to win her back." I took in his words, letting them settle like cold water on my skin. "I have to catch them." "Uhhhh, catch who?" Enzo darted his eyes around like he was looking for who I wanted to catch, missing the point after his micro TED Talk.

Because I could arrange for her to go back to her parents, that is if she wants that. Finding a place to sit down, I remember the moment we first met and realize that I couldn’t have changed it. We were meant to be together, and destiny’s hand has been played out. Now, I must man up and deal with the repercussions, because I am the one who messed everything up and no one else. “Now, how do I win her back?” I mutter while wracking my brain for an answer. While sitting there on a bench in the corner of the entry way, I see Omega Ian walking by and talking on the phone to someone. I overhear him say, “Baby, I got you something today and you will love it.”

he asks. I stare at the desk for a long moment. “I want to fight for her. To beg for a second chance… but I don’t even know where to start.” “I won’t lie to you, Noah.” He begins, “But winning her back will be hard and you have to accept that she may never give you a chance." My heart stops for a second and my breathing becomes uneven as the weight of his words settles. “I know," I whisper shakily, running my hands through my hair, “But I have to at least try.”

Aveline watched the hospital recede in the rear window, her mind already racing ahead to what she would say, what she would do, how she could possibly undo years of damage in a single conversation. She didn't have a plan. Not really. Only a desperate, burning need to see him. To stop him from signing away their marriage. To find some way—any way—to make him understand that everything had changed. The taxi wound through the city streets, and Aveline's reflection stared back at her from the window—hollow-eyed, gaunt, a ghost of the woman she'd been just days ago. Or rather, three years ago. She still couldn't wrap her mind around it. The fire. Damien's betrayal. Lucian's voice breaking as he h

Travis removed her hand around him. “ Enough Stacy! I'm done with you! I'm so done with your game!” He shouted, and they didn't even care if there were people watching them. Why does he not want to get back to her? I can see that Stacy really loved him so much, but what could be the reason why he doesn't want to be with her? Besides, he's the one who cheated, and yet Stacy is willing to do everything and accept what happened in the night just to be with him.

"What does it look like I'm doing? Getting prospective partners for my company." "They are mine. Not yours." "And who says they can't invest two ways?" "I do. I came here to have a business proposal with them and you are trying to ruin it for me." "Your schedule has nothing to do with me, David. And to be frank, I think they are already fed up of your company's features. Maron has a better offer for them. Now, if you don't mind, I need to leave." David watched her go. If there was any thin he didn't want to believe, it was the probability that he might have pushed her into getting back at him for the divorce.

Her cries were harsh and broken, the kind that came from deep inside Why was life so freaking unfair? She had fought so hard to rebuild herself. Worked her ass off to heal, to trust again, to even believe she deserved love. And now? He was back. Again. Like some nightmare she couldn't escape. What did she do to deserve this? Seriously. She had been good. Worked hard. Been kind. Tried to be honest. And here she was, watching everything she had built crumble because of one person who seemed hell-bent on destroying her.