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“Mum, the love you and Dad had for each other was so beautiful and immense, but even if you can never love Hugo with the same intensity, that's no reason to deprive yourself of him if he truly makes you happy.” “But Hugo… He's younger than I am. I'm already old, and he deserves to be with someone his age.” “Oh, please, Mum. Who cares about age anymore when there's true love and happiness? Besides, you and Hugo are only six years apart, and you're only 49 years old. Hopefully, you're going to stay with us for at least 51 more years.”

"Now there are more of us that are here for you. There is your daughter, your son, and friends; you have me, too." He squeezed her stretched hand gently. "Rosie, is age a deal breaker for you when it comes to love?" He asked in a calm voice. "No, age shouldn't be a deal breaker in love." She started. "Love is such a special feeling and people don't have to feel it only at a certain age." "Rosie..." He called. "Yes." She stared. "I'm asking about your view on age and love. Not people's general perspective."

"I still can't believe that I'm so fucking in love with you." She chuckled and held my hand that rested on her stomach. "Why? Am I that bad?" "No, it's just that... you're too young and I'm too old." "That's just nonsense," she commented, pulling out from my hug to face me. "There are other couples out there who have more than ten-year age gap," she explained. I only hummed and rested my head on my seat as I stared at her beauty. "I like that you're older," she added, making me smirk.

He giggled in response. In a second, he composed himself, "But Jaxon is younger than Nadia. How can you pair them up?" He frowned. "Oh, come on, Harold!!" I groaned. "Love has no barriers. No age, no color, no height, no nothing. Love is blind." I cooed, and in return, Harold quirked his brows. "I'm serious, Harold!!" I grumbled. "Are you?" "Yes, I am!!" He smiled.

She screamed in tears as her face got soaked with tears but she didn't stop with her words. "How can you tell me that you love me and not Bella? Take a look at me Dennis, I am thirty four years old and you are just twenty five and I am sure that you are older than Bella and you want to tell me that you love me and not her? How can you say that and think I will believe you, how?!" Cassandra let out in agony,her heart shattering more and she could feel her head spin around in two. Dennis stood staring at her,he couldn't believe that she felt so insecure because of her age. "Do you think that I care about age?" He asked.

"It's true that we have a six years age gap between us but I never saw it as a barrier. After all, age is just a number and we cannot help with whom our heart belongs to." "What about you? Do you ever see me as an old man?" He asked, taking a piece of cake from the plate. "Old man indeed. You're way sexier than all the 27 years old I know." Colt chuckled. "Before yesterday, I've been dealing with a bit of insecurity. That you would get tired of me eventually and move on to someone you find more appealing. But that's not the case anymore. I now strongly believe in what we have for each other and no matter what, I'm not letting you go."

What a scene! I hold back my tears. I slowly step backward. I can feel my mouth locked. I really can't say anything. Yes! I'm young but I have a heart too. I have a heart, I'm falling in love too. Love doesn't always base on your age. It based on what you truly feel. So for a second, I hold back myself. I looked at Jenny, she crossed her arms and she smirked at me. " Please, Xandra! Let me explain first! "

"Does age matter in a relationship? Age is just a freaking number. What matters is love and I do love you sincerely loana, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Yes, I lied about my age because I knew you wouldn't want anything with me if you know I was younger than you. Babe, I don't care about your age, I don't care about how old you are. I just want to spend the rest of my life with you. You intrigued me the first time we met. I didn't want another girl but you. Since then, you have been my source of happiness. You were the reason why I was living. The truth is that I loved you, I love you and I will continue Loving you. I have never stopped loving you since then. Since the da

"No matter what she feels for me.... now, I'm still too old for her and whatever she does feel for me now, wouldn't last as I get older." "Why not? What do you mean?" "I'm fit and healthy now, but what about in ten years? Or twenty? Charlotte's in her early twenties. In ten and twenty years she'll be in her thirties and forties. Michael, that's when women peak. I'll be an old man. Any feelings she has for me now wouldn't survive that. I'd lose her. You think I want that? I've had one disastrous marriage. I don't want another.... And this would be doomed from the beginning if it were just her and me. In the end, my own age would destroy our relationship."

Charles quickly interjected, wanting to redirect the conversation away from their age difference. "Yes, but what matters is how deeply we love each other," he said, his voice filled with conviction. "Age is just a number, Grandma." Harriet's gaze softened as she looked at Charles, a mix of concern and fondness in her eyes. "I understand, my dear. Love can sometimes defy age barriers. As long as you both are happy, that's what matters." "I mean look at you, you're a fine wine...you don't even look older than him," Harriet said with a playful wink, trying to lighten the mood.