Cinta Masa Lalu Novels & Stories

He again was nodding except this time he had a sigh as he could see it in his own head, “somehow someone had put a curse on what the six of us or seven of us and were supposed to relive everything again?” “No, we don’t relive everything again. We usually end up finding you at some point, and we try to make it up to you so the next life, if we’re that lucky we can start completely fresh and we won’t have to completely relive finding you and watching you leave. It hurts all of us having to completely find you and then watch as you fall in love with one of us again not always the same person. I hate to say it like this but we’ve all had a taste for you, we all still love you. Whereas you just r

Gilbert whispered earnestly, "Promise me that we can get back to the past. I know our past isn't that wonderful, but just let me have the chance to court you. I didn't do it before, but let me make it up for you." Kisa nibbled on her lower lip in anguish. "Too bad, I don't need it anymore." Kisa dreamed that he would chase after her, and they would fall in love like a normal couple once upon a time. But it was all in her head. In reality, there was no sweet love affair, only endless sadness and hurt. She doesn't need a so-called love affair now.

It hurts to close my eyes, to be totally taken by the sweet memories and when I open them, I only receive your contempt. It hurts because you remember a wonderful time, one that may even have been the best of your life. It leaves you with an absurd desire to go back to the past, to live all that, even if only once more, or, who knows, to live in those moments. A desire that will never come true, that will never be more than that, a mere desire. "You will still be together, my sister never stopped loving you, she just fights against this feeling" --- She rests her hands on my shoulder.

she demanded. “I’m not! I just don’t understand you!” “What don’t you understand?” “Have you ever loved Titus?” “Does it make a difference whether I ever loved him?” Carol asked coolly. “It’s already in the past. We both have new lives. There’s no need to talk about the past anymore. Besides, don’t you find it meaningless? Titus has already erased me from his memories. As bystanders, you shouldn’t get hung up over the past.”

In fact, Rene did not look like someone who is ferocious. “I told her that I had also once loved him…..loved him very much as well but in the end, everyone had such an ending. I told her that a good horse will not return to graze on old pastures, and it is true. Recently, he really likes to return to old pastures or is it he is infatuated with the taste of the old pastures that still lingered in his mind? Things that are unobtainable are always the best but not really the best. It is just because of the discontented feeling a person has when one is not able to obtain something and so I told her to think clearly.”

The love they had fought for, the love that had weathered the test of time, was now theirs to cherish. Their reunion had been a moment of sheer serendipity. It was as if the universe had conspired to bring them together, erasing the years of heartache and longing. In a crowded café, their eyes had met across the room, recognizing the unspoken desire that had lingered between them all those years. Time stood still as they embraced, the weight of their past fading into insignificance.

This return to Eldoria felt like coming full circle, stirring emotions she couldn’t quite understand but which beckoned her to delve deeper. In that instant, Carmela knew that this journey would not merely be about celebrating Clarissa's birthday. It would be a poignant voyage of confronting the past, embracing the present, and ultimately finding a way to heal in the place she once called home. With each passing moment, the memories swirled around her, a gentle reminder that while the past may hold its shadows, it also cradled the light of love and hope for the future.

The old butler who was standing aside could only sigh silently when he saw this. “Sigh… who in the entire capital would not know that the second lady of the Dunn family has been deeply in love with Curtis for so many years…” “However, who would have known that the second lady would still have such deep feelings and affection for him even after Curtis has already passed away nearly twenty years ago…” Ever since time began, love and sentimental affections would leave nothing but everlasting hatred behind. According to the ancient time, regret would be more suited for the word hatred. A person who was infatuated would only be left behind with regret, and this regret would be everlasting.

Her eyes plead with mine, but I don’t know what to say. “What makes you think that you’re my mate?” I ask steadily. Cassia gives me an incredulous glare. “What? Do you really think I’m making this up? For your information, I’ve been dreaming about you for nearly five years. That’s how I know.” I look into her beautiful eyes and somehow know that it’s true. But I’m not ready to be with anyone─not after Marael. “Look, Cassia, you seem like a wonderful woman. But I met the woman I loved over twenty years ago and lost her. After that, I promised myself that I would never fall in love again. I’m sorry.”

"To have you back, to reclaim what was lost." In that moment, the weight of my forgotten past and the uncertainty of the future seemed to fade into insignificance. The bond we shared, the connection that transcended memory, was a beacon of hope, guiding us forward on a journey of rediscovery and love.