Novel & Cerita Do I Deserve To Be Loved

“No, our love was not bad, I was the one who was bad. You know everything I did to her Owen, and you also know how much I love her. do you think I deserve to be with her after everything I did?” A sigh left him. “I don’t know if you deserve to be with her or not. I just know that no one would ever love her as much as you do and as intensely. You have done wrong sir; you have caused her so much pain and it shouldn’t be that way. Love is protecting those you love, respecting them, giving them the benefit of the doubt in times of uncertainty. You failed to do that.”

Lucy comforted her. Adrienne sniffled, her tears slowing down. "Do I even deserve the right person? Will I ever truly love someone without looking elsewhere?" "Yes, you can. Don't let anyone or anything tell you otherwise. You deserve love, just like anyone else. And you will find it." Adrienne nodded, a glimmer of hope in her eyes. Lucy took a deep breath, her voice filled with sincerity. "I believe It's all about the energy," she continued, her voice gentle and reassuring.

Everyone seemed to enjoy the show, except for the three women. "You said about being a deserving woman." Ariadne continued, and Xander raised his gaze from the food. "No matter how attractive or successful you are, there will always be someone better than you. Should your partner leave you for them? Does this imply that you don't deserve your partner, but they do? No. There's something called love. More than being deserving in terms of appearance or success, you should be in love with your partner, share a bond, respect each other, and, most importantly be loyal." she looked at Xander as she spoke these words.

"I know, you have been through so much which should motivate you to be stronger. Whatever it is that is making you cry so hard is not worth it. No one is worth it actually, you are all that matters." "It's not that easy, everytime I close my eyes, I am reminded of everything… How did my life get this bad? What did I ever do to deserve all of this? All I ever wanted was love and affection. I grew up without a mother and a father who hid his pain to make me happy. I just wanted someone who could fill the void… where did I ever go wrong?" I choked on my tears. "Shush, it's okay. You are a good person, and you should be treated like a blessing. You deserved more than love and affection. You dese

Elijah stared at me for a long moment. "Love isn't something you earn with good behavior," he said. "It's not a reward system. You don't get it because you performed well enough or healed fast enough or became powerful enough." He held my gaze. "They love you because you're you. The stubborn, funny, terrifying, occasionally catastrophic you." A pause. "That's not conditional on you deserving it. It just is."

"You stopped." "I do not deserve you," he said. "Deserve has nothing to do with it," I replied, shaking my head slowly. I have spent my whole life being told I was not good enough, not worthy enough, and not deserving of love or kindness or safety. But standing here, looking at you, and holding you while you fall apart, I realize that worth is not something you earn, it is something you are, and you, Alejandro, are worthy of being held, worthy of being loved, and worthy of being forgiven for the things you did not even do.

“Of course not, baby. It’s just that sometimes what we want is not what we deserve.” “Don’t I deserve to be loved?” I bit my lip. It was something that had been bothering me for a while now. Mother smiled tenderly at me. “Everyone deserves to be loved. But it was not our call whom to love. It’s fate.” I nodded. “And I was stubborn and headstrong.” “Yes, you are. But not in a bad way. Sometimes, to get what we want, we must have the heart of a warrior. We must know when to fight and when to stop. Don’t fret. True love will come your way at the right time.”

She added, turning towards them before rushing off to her room. “I was scared to utter even a single word with you because I always thought I was given a great rescue by the marriage of mine with Harsha. I didn’t want to make them feel any uncomfort when they actually helped me to be alive. And I also know you will not be spared by the one person who thinks me as guilty more than anyone if I was normal with you. I tried to meet and I wished to cry, telling you how much I love you, but I always knew I didn’t deserve your forgiveness or anything else.” Mom said staring at me while I stared back with shock. “And now I don’t want to miss any time without being spent with you and I even know all

“Then why do you l‌ook like you want m‌e to?” “B‌ecause⁠ I do⁠n’t deserve you to stay.” A s‍mall sile⁠nce. Then she smi‌l‍ed faintly. “⁠Deserve has⁠ n‌othing to do with it, Damon. You think love is‌ earne‌d, but sometimes it’s just⁠… given.” ‌That shouldn’t have made me ache the way it d‌id. B⁠ut it did. E⁠very word from her seemed to find the places I thought were lon⁠g gone.

“You deserve to be happy. You don’t need to be saddled up with someone like me.” Something flashed in Emerson’s eyes, and Asher realized it too late. “You’re right. I don’t deserve that. I deserve someone that’s there for me, someone that loves me as much as I love him. I deserve someone that will work harder toward his goal to heal himself like I’ve done. I deserve to be seen, and I deserve to feel like I matter.” “I agree with that. You deserve more.”