Carta Al Amor De Mi Vida Novels & Stories

She still sat there, motionless, with only the faint rise and fall of her chest proving she was alive. Sneering, I lifted my chin stubbornly and turned away as if I couldn't care less. Her heart was harder than steel. I had saved the child she loved more than anything, that precious son she guarded like he was a piece of her own soul. I used my life to buy his. Even if she hated me, even if she despised the blood running through my veins, the least she could do was shed a single tear for me, even if she had to pretend.

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

The fourth box held a full set of lingerie—ballsy to risk everyone seeing it, and smartly hidden beneath a black silk shirt as a cover; the biggest one had an enveloped card that made me wonder if this was some Bianchi tradition. It read, I wish I could speak as well as I can write. The hate I once felt for you is now love, and infinitely stronger than the rage I had in my heart. You are my amore, my cara, my re, my qualunque cosa. You trapped me, then freed me, and I know that no one else could have ever given me what you have. I can never repay your kindnesses or save you as many times as you’ve risked everything to save me. You know how important family is, and you gave me my family back—

"That's right, miss, the exams are never ending. I took a deep breath, fortunately I was still given the best friends from God, if I don't know what happens to me. Yes, it's hard, it's hard to let Roby go or forget that in his destiny he is not the mate that God chose for me. As Ms. Endah, Kiki or Ms. Ayu often say, maybe true love doesn't have to be. But what if that love lives on and doesn't die out in my heart? stupid sometimes i think work, work and work, maybe that is a panacea to forget and erase Roby's name in my heart, apart from having a household with Rahman.

There was a card sitting on the entryway table, right where I couldn’t miss it. I opened it up with shaky hands. Damian’s angular script floated across the paper. Liv- I know you don’t want to see me right now, but I wanted to do something to show you that I love you. Take the next couple of days to rest and pamper yourself. I’ll be back on Saturday, and I’ll spend the rest of my life proving to you that I will never abandon you again. I love you, and I can’t wait to be your husband. Damian

he intensely gazed into those azure balls which filled his heart with an alluring satisfaction by witnessing that extreme amount of love and warmth in them for him and only him. She cupped his face with both of her palms. "You are my life, mi vida," Damien felt a countless number of tingles ruptured inside his heart when she called him with that name which he had given her…mi vida… it felt more beautiful than anything to him. A smile finally formed on his face, which made her heart calm. Surrounding his arms around her waist, he pulled her closer and pressed his lips against hers. This woman was his life and the only cure to his every pain and the only solution to his every problem.

I don’t know how much longer I can take being away from you, Amore. I’ve been slowly losing my mind, driving myself mad without hearing your voice, feeling your touch. These 120 days have been the worst days of my life. I just need you to know that my heart will forever be yours. You are the first and only woman I have ever loved, and I’d do anything to see you smile and to make your dreams a reality. Don’t ever forget that, Allegra. My heart is yours and only yours. I love you. Forever and always. A.’

She forced those words out, they were heavy on her tongue but she had too, she couldn't even look him in the face. He understands, she is right… she needed time away from him from all of these… He would never deny her such. Romero sighed deeply. “I love you.” He deep his hand into his pocket and handed her a card to the elevator beside them, she took it. Aliyah turned, “I don't think so.” She said and walked towards the elevator, she showed the card, it opened, she stepped in and before the door closed she threw the card out. Romero's heart melted in agony, his vision blurred with tears, they didn't fall, they didn't roll them his cheeks, they just brimmed his eyes.

If he stayed to try and fight they would kill him without any mercy the young couple had discussed the possiblity endlessly Non dimenticare mai che ti amo mia Gabriella‘ [Never forget that I love you my Gabriella. He whispered as he handed her a small bag with their documents and then he kissed her lips brushing away her tears and placing his finger on them silencing her unsaid protests, ‘Vi amo sempre e per sempre, tutti e due, che Dio vi protegga Gabriella e il mio piccolo Romero’ [I love you always and forever, both of you, may God protect you Gabriella and my little Romero.]

Megumi then comes out from his bracelet and hold his hands gently. “Alfi, I do how much you love me,” Megumi said. ‘very. I do love you so much.” Alfi said dripping his tears. “I know, I do feel the same, I don’t want to lose you either, but it’s your chance to get a real love with a real woman. It’s painful, but a woman who loves her man must think about her man” feeling first instead of her. I want you to be happy. If you are happy with Kartika, I won’t mind. If she is not destined with you, you still have me, right?” Megumi sobbed dripping her tears.