Dịu Dàng Dành Riêng Em Novels & Stories

She took another sip of her drink, letting the burn of alcohol steady her nerves. Sophia's eyes softened, understanding etched in every line of her face. "I know, babe. Trust me, I know." She leaned back, tucking a wayward curl behind her ear. "But you deserve to be happy, Em. And let's face it - Lucas makes you happier than I've seen you in years."

"You shouldn't be this complicated" "Emma" She watched his brows suddenly arise as he inched backwards, away from her. "Just tell me, Damien. I'm not the best person to walk the earth but i do deserve to be happy. And if are not going to give me that then toh should tell me now. Damien—"

It was contagious and I couldn't help but smile back. "You have a beautiful name," I complimented. "Thank you, let me show you your room, miss...?" "Danika." Her eyes gleamed brightly and she took my hand. I looked down at her hand and felt warm, just like how I feel when I'm with Emma. My heart clenched painfully at the thought of her. Everything's turning out okay on my side. I just hope it's the same with Emma.

I curl her up into my chest, straightening out her hair, admiring everything about her. Despite the horrors she’s been through, she still jokes, she’s still carefree and open. She pecks my lips, “what is it, you?”. I can’t stop smiling, “you… you’re just amazing Emma. Thank you for opening your heart to me and letting me love you”. Her eyes sparkle, “Mmm, I love you baby. And that’s not the only thing open to you, you know”.

“Ouch, friend-zoned. But, keep on keeping on, sister! You better let him suffer to get that thicc ass of yours.” “Why are you so obsessed with my ass?” I asked. “It’s so soft and jiggly!” She said in a cute voice, so I laughed. “Jokes aside, I really hope that you find your happiness, Emery. I’ll support you all the way even if your happiness lies with Kairo or lies without him.”

Hopeful. That expression again. It irritates me. “I didn’t mean what I said,” I add quietly. “I just didn’t want them bothering you more.” It’s easy. The words come naturally. I’ve done this before—soft voice, calm tone, just enough warmth to make her believe it. Her grip tightens on the notebook. “It’s okay,” she whispers. Of course it is. I give her a small smile, then straighten and walk away. Behind me, I can already hear someone whisper, “See? He’s being nice to her.”

My mouth opens to say som⁠ething just anything to ease the tension‌, but⁠ I do not get the chance. Dami⁠an steps⁠ clo‍se‌r, his hand slides u‌p, fin⁠gers⁠ cur‌ling at t‍he back of my⁠ neck‌, warm and possessive without being roug‍h. “Just a small on‌e,”‌ he murmurs.

"Don't make me sleep alone tonight. Please. Just stay with me. Just for tonight." Ember looked at my tear-stained face, her expression softening into a deep, maternal sympathy. She let out a long, slow inhale, her shoulders relaxing as she reached down to pat my hand. "Okay," she whispered gently. "Okay, I'm not going anywhere. Calm down, Amaris. I'm right here."

her expression softened, no traces of hatred and miserable expression therein. At last, she glance at the person I'm hugging with, and her expression is one of a gentle. He didn't seem to notice though, but this child is smiling the brightest this very moment. She mouthed as the fireflies surround the distance that is getting far away, “You have everything, and you can live whereever you want, brother...”

“Yes.” The music and laughter around them continued warmly while Emily stared into the fire for several quiet seconds. Finally, she spoke softly. “I love him.” The words came easier than she expected. Martha simply listened. Emily’s fingers tightened slightly around the cup. “And that’s what scares me.” Martha turned toward her fully now. Emily swallowed softly before continuing. “Damien’s life was peaceful before me. Maybe complicated sometimes, but peaceful.” Her eyes drifted back toward the dancing crowd. “Then I came along and…”