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"No, Son Sintia, the match / love story has been written in life, but later believe in father if Sintia sincere, Sintia prays, prays, fasting will all change, in two or three years Sintia will meet Sintia's soul mate, a mate who really It's true that Sintia's mate is a bit far away from Lampung." "Why can't Sintia be married to Rahman? And how is Rahman's life after failing with that woman, sir, if Sintia may know." "They are both love criminals, Son Sintia, someday they will part with the same story as Sintia's separation, and it seems a bit difficult for Rahman to meet his soul mate again. realized that he had hurt Son Sintia." Past karma, not only someone who said I would go through sever

I love him so much and I don't want to lose him forever. “Vincent... do you want to hear a story from a book I've read?” I asked him. “Of course,” he replied and smiled. I tried my best to hide my sadness and anxiety from him and opened my mouth to speak. “Once upon a time, a little star was walking around enjoying the beauty of the night and she accidentally met the moon. She couldn't take her eyes off him, mesmerized by his very handsome face. The fate that brought them together made them fall in love with each other.”

I hate love, I hate love, I hate everything about men. Ada couldn’t feel her legs again; she only felt the white sand on her cheeks, as she wept with so much broken heart. She knew what this entails, nobody would believe her tale. Death was the only one who would.

“What do you mean you can’t do it? I am giving you the chance you begged me for! Don’t you want to be my father again?” “Of course I would love that,” he said. “I have waited for an opportunity to do something for you that would show how sorry I am but…but this is not it Luyando. I love Natasha as much as I love you. The both of you are my daughters and I would never hurt one to please the other. I am sorry.” “You coward!” Luyando finally snapped, leaving no trace of the charming smile she had been wearing a few seconds ago. “You are still as much a coward as you were twenty years ago. You were not the first man to lose his wife and yet you allowed something as little as grief to take over y

"Director Mike, I guess Ms. Linda wasn't the designer of Winter Love, right?" Mike said. "Yes." He walked over to Cindy and took her hand. "This is the designer of the Winter Love collection. The Winter Love collection originates from a troubled love story of a couple deeply in love. The boy is a singer, the child of a poor family, and the girl is a girl. the rich lady but did not reveal her identity." The people around showed interest in the story Mike was telling. "Then the boy found out that the girl had cheated on him. She abandoned the boy which made him very sad. Many people say that she left to marry a rich man." Mike said, staring at Cindy. Eyes that both hate and love.

"I said no, so no!" "Ah you, I've recovered," Dita said, pursing her lips. "Okay, but if your leg hurts tomorrow, let me know." "Yes, thank you." said Dita happily, unconsciously running and hugging Radya's body. She could hear Radya's heart beating fast as she hugged him. "What's wrong with your heart?" Dita teased. "You're far away," Radya quickly pushed Dita's body gently so that she no longer hugged him. For some reason, being in contact with Dita made his heart race faster, plus his blood rushed. Is that what is called LOVE?

She put on a fake smile and said, "So, don't tell me that you cried like this because of that movie?" "Yes!" On the other end of the phone, Cecelia sniffled as she spoke, as if she was still immersed in the sadness brought by the movie. "That movie is really sad. The male and female protagonists love each other very much, but they can't be together. The more I look at it, the more I feel that I am more miserable than the owner of the movie." "Five years ago, my brother and I were so in love with each other that we were ready to take wedding photos, but something like that happened and we separated for five years.

The sixth week came, and she echoed stories of warriors, star cross lovers, betrayal, vengeance, family, friendship, and tragedy. Eric, however, did not like her stories about tragic love. The way she read it to Tabitha made it sound too heartbroken. One of them was about a male lead who was dumb to let his lover go because he thought the other female was his true love. Than to find out that his lover died protecting him, while his true love ran away with another man. His lover cursed them too never them to never be together. So, every lifetime they were met, they would both go their separate ways. It irritated him that such man in the world exist. He didn't like such annoying stories. "Fair

How sad! "Listen! I told you this last night. But I don't think you remember it very well, so I'll repeat it. Last night, before we had a hot night together, we told each other about what made us so emotional that we wanted to finish a gallon of beer. And you know what? We have the same sadness to mourn. You and I have the same pathetic love story. The person we love chooses someone else as their mate. We are two broken-hearted people," Darla explained.