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Even if I called him many times in one day, he would always answer with patience. With that in mind, I logged into an application I had not used in a while. It was a location-tracking application we had both downloaded when we were head over heels in love with each other. Following the location, I found myself standing at the door of the private room he was in. Inside, Christine's laughter was especially loud. "Evelyn is so stingy. Wasn't it just 300,000 dollars? Liam, the bag you bought me is worth way more than that. Liam, what if Evelyn doesn't pay you back?"

"Shelly, do you still have the maternity stuff we bought before? And the pregnancy care manual I made—is it still around? "A colleague of mine is pregnant. We won't be using those anytime soon anyway, so why don't we let her have them?" Clearly, the colleague was Rachel. I stopped in the middle of my crying, unable to say a word. The last time I was pregnant, Xavier had been overjoyed. He'd lost several nights of sleep just to compile a pregnancy care manual for me. He'd made a lot of notes on it, all clear reflections of his love and hope. At the time, he had really wanted the child. Now, though, his love had shifted to another woman.

"Ini, do you really not get it? The reason I'm upset is because I almost got played again! Imagine I had not found out and he had kept up with his lies and continued playing me while he was bust getting married on the other hand, what would have become of me again? The same embarrassment I faced with Daniel, I'll have to walk through that shame again and you know how difficult it was for me to come out of it the last time. So don't judge me for getting upset." "I'm not mad at him but I'm mad at myself for once again trying to try my luck but not anymore Ini!" I tell her through gritted teeth. She stares blankly at me for a while as if trying to come up with what to say. "I understand you but

Yet here he was, trying to buy me off with these things, treating me just like any other woman. Then he pulled out a small, elegant box from his pocket. Inside was a sparkling diamond ring as big as a bean. James got down on one knee, his voice thick with emotion. "I know I made a mistake, but I promise I'll never do anything like this again. You're the only one I truly love! Will you-"

A slow exhale left my lips, and something inside me—something I hadn’t even realized had been wound so damn tight—finally loosened. I let my forehead rest against hers, just breathing her in. She loved me. Despite everything. Despite the pain, the distance, and the walls I had built—she loved me. And I wasn’t going to let her go. I tilted her chin up, capturing her lips in a slow, deliberate kiss. Not just passion. Not just need. This was something deeper. Something I had never allowed myself to have before. Love. Her fingers curled around the collar of my shirt, pulling me closer, her breath warm against my lips.

Baby, I don't ever plan to find out The more I look, the more I find the reasons why You're the love of my life As I approached her, I knelt in front of her and saw how her lips trembled because of my gesture. "You know one of these days when I get my money right, buy you everything and show you all of the finer things in life. We'll forever be in love, so there ain't no need to rush. But one day I won't be able to ask you loud enough," I sang as I slowly prepared the ring box that symbolizes how much I love her.

Worship disguised as possession. When he finally kissed her, it wasn’t tender. It was desperate. His mouth crashed against hers, tasting of rain and grief. Kimberly’s hands found his hair, tugging, grounding herself in the heat of him. The kiss deepened, grew hungrier, their breaths tangled and uneven, as though the air itself had turned to fire. Kovoc’s hand slid to her back, pulling her closer until there was no space left between their hearts or the things they’d buried.

I felt the sun and moon thrumming inside me, impatient, incandescent. Then I stepped forward. “I won’t replace it,” I said clearly. “I won’t rule it. I won’t bind it.” The darkness rippled. “I’ll witness it.” The presence stilled. I reached inward—not for power, not for permission—but for memory. For choice. For the messy, unquantifiable thing the Ledger had never been able to touch. Love. Not the romantic kind. The human kind. The kind that remembers names. That forgives badly. That chooses again even when it hurts.

I said as she gave me a look, then she nodded her head. “Okay boss, whatever you like. Fifteen minutes.” “Thank you.” I said as I closed the door. Lydia wasn't in my office anymore and I didn’t waste a second. I grabbed my phone. My fingers moved faster than my thoughts, I went straight to the reading app and I saw Inked Heart heart The book loaded instantly, like it had been waiting for me. “The One I Was Never Meant to Love.” My chest tightened again. “Why does that title sound worse today?” I muttered.

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