Novel & Cerita Cinta Tak Pernah Salah

The idea that his sister was gone was just too great, for a man who never showed any emotion other than on the battlefield he was about ready to break. He watched as the ship went down, the man with the yellow eyes, he also knew the instant she was gone from this world. His heart had literally been ripped from his chest as he had seen the figure that was her jumping off the side of the boat into the water. He had taught her how to swim, but he knew that there was no way that she could make it to the shore, she was just too far out. He had kept an eye on her as she broke the surface for a few moments and then when under and hadn’t been seen again. She was gone. His heart was gone. He stood up

Connecting. Forever.

“You know… one day this won’t hurt like this.” I swallowed. “I hope so.” “It will,” he said with certainty. “And when that day comes, you’ll look back and realize he didn’t break you. He just… showed you what you won’t accept again.” Tears slipped down my temples, quiet and hot. “I wanted it to be him. I thought I found a love worth fighting for even if it was short” “I know,” Max said softly. “But wanting doesn’t make it right...if it's the wrong person.”

He murmured, sadly. “That is love, Lorenzo. Love isn’t just for the rosy days. It’s for the sad days, for the better days, for the worst days, I’ll always love you even on the dark days, on the days you feel too afraid to say you need someone. You’re everything to me. And you do not need to be perfect. I’m not perfect. No one is. But one thing I know is that you’re right for me.” “Sin ti no puedo vivir (I can't live without

“Did you ever think that we made the wrong choice? It was so abrupt and we didn’t plan it.” “No. I love the tattoo that we have right now. It made me love you more… because despite being scared you still did it with me, and don’t you think about making the wrong decision… because in my mind they is no wrong decision between the two of us, we’re perfectly match by the heaven and we are destined to each other.” I chuckle feeling bitter that those words were never meant to be mine.

He reached out, his hand gently cupping her cheek, his touch tender and reassuring. "My dearest Ameera," he spoke softly, his voice filled with love and understanding, "There is no right or wrong when it comes to love. Our connection is a sacred bond that transcends judgment or societal norms. What matters is that we share this moment together, guided by our love and respect for each other."

And my pain was his now. "What do you want me to say?" I asked helplessly. "I want you to say it's all a mistake. That you'll find a way to break the bond. That you'll choose me instead." Kael's laugh was bitter. "But you can't say any of that because it's not true. The bond is permanent. You're his. And I have to accept it." "You don't have to accept anything. You can hate me. You can leave. You can—"

she whispered, her voice breaking, “it doesn’t mean the past disappears. It doesn’t mean I forget the pain. It only means I’m willing to see if… if what we had can survive, if we can survive it together.” “That’s all I ask,” he said, his voice cracking with emotion. “Not perfection. Not forgetting. Just the chance to prove that love can be more than mistakes, more than regrets. That it can be real, enduring, unshakable. I’m not perfect, Amara, but I promise you this: I’ll never walk away again. Not willingly. Not ever.”

I’m sorry I couldn’t keep all my promises. But I’ll keep this promise. I love you always. Just you. Just forever. - Killian. * * * - - - - - To Be Continued - - - - -

Her world was Vincenzo. “I’m sorry it took me so long,” she murmured, her voice soft, heavy with the regret of someone who realized they’d let too much time slip by before fighting for the love of their life. “Let’s only look forward, bella,” Vincenzo replied, his voice steady yet tender. “Love doesn’t have to be perfect, because we’re not. Real love is made of flaws, of falls, of mistakes—but it’s also made of the courage to start again, to forgive, to keep choosing each other every single day.”