Carta Al Amor De Mi Vida นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The card had very much beautiful lines "My life, my princess, my love. I can't tell you how much special you are for me. I won't be able to express my love for you in whole life. Your love is like a flowing river for me. It will never end. Its increasing and getting stronger day by day."

– I wondered who they came from, but I wanted to be sure. My friend gave me the card that was written in Alessandro's handwriting and signature: “My beloved Catarina, Tulips symbolize perfect love and you are my perfect love, the woman of my life and there will be no other who can tear you from my heart. I am an idiot. I made a terrible mistake and I will spend each of the rest of my days begging for your forgiveness. Even if it takes me the rest of my life, I will not give up on you.

My skin heated under his touch. He broke the kiss and drew his head back slightly, looking at me with impossible calmness. It was masked immediately. He leaned closer. My heart fluttered in my chest. What was happening to me? There should be only fear and hate. "Te amo, mi vida." He whispered clearly in his velvety tone and took a step back. My heart thudded twice before beating in my chest rapidly. His arm curled around my middle as he turned. We also signed marriage papers.

“Even with the pain I still carry… I love you.” Carter exhales, long and steady, his forehead pressing to mine. “I love you too, Rose,” he whispers. “More than I thought possible. And I’ll spend the rest of my life proving it to you… to all three of you.” Ella stirs again, stretching tiny limbs, and Damien yawns, his fists opening to reveal delicate pink fingers. I smile down at them, overwhelmed by how small, how perfect, they are. “They’re ours,” I murmur again, my voice catching. “Our little miracles.”

“It’s called the Estrella del Mar. I want to see you, mi amor.” I couldn’t resist that purring voice. “Give me fifteen minutes,” I said.

My brain scolded me for my immaturity. I was behaving like a kid saying, I don't love her but my heart is whispering ' I Love You' Yes You love her and accepting will lessen your pain. Yes I love you. You'll live forever in my heart. My heart belongs to you. May be you're in love with someone else. But this heart of mine will beat forever for you. Oh shit I am late. Soumya will kill me. I quickly got ready changing my dress into tux. Thank God i was in college only otherwise that girl would have killed me. Moving to auditorium. I spotted my friends.

I called “Mi Rey (my king)” “Mi vida (my life).” He lifted up his head and stared at me, tenderly. “How did I get blessed with you, Alora?” I smiled. “Ever considered that we might be soulmates?” He grinned and nodded. “Yes. We are. Mi Alma(My soul).” I hugged him again, giving him plenty hugs, wishing I could hug the little Lorenzo as well. He didn’t deserve any of the things he went through and he shouldn’t let those things control his life anymore.

I can't hold back the tears anymore when I read: 'Il tuo demone' (Your demon). He places the enormous engagement stone, followed by the wedding ring with that particular but beautiful engraving that is making me believe it is possible, that it is possible that he loves me. "And this is so I remember what you mean to me," he explains, showing me the engraving on his ring: 'La mia vita' (My life), "although I don't need reminders for that." I think I'm going to faint, or worse, I think I'm going to wake up because this must be a dream, the best one I've ever had.

Unplaceable. Like burning sugar and velvet sin. It wrapped around me. It made my pulse slow. And then I saw him. Raphael. Pale. Too pale. His lips cracked. Skin damp with sweat. His body curled like a dying bird. And beneath him— My coat. Clutched in his fingers like a lifeline. Like a secret. I swallowed. Hard. “Look what they made you without me Again, Mi amor…” I murmured, stepping closer, ignoring the burning in my limbs.

“I love you, Gavin Cross. And I want to build a life with you. A normal, boring, safe life.” He kissed her then. Lifted her up. Carried her through the apartment to a bedroom she hadn’t seen yet. Set her down gently on a bed that was soft and perfect and theirs. “Te amo, mi amor,” he murmured. “Mi vida. Mi corazón. Mi todo.” My love. My life. My heart. My everything. “I love you too,” she whispered back. And for the first time in two years…maybe for the first time ever…she believed it completely.