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"There is no time to think about anything Rex, what you need to do is stop being selfish and man up for once. You think too highly of yourself and your status. You worry too much how the public would react and what they should think, all the adoration, all the praise you get from this publicity stance will never be enough to satisfy your ego or their pleasures because one day they will judge you for what little offense just as they are doing now." “Why are you talking about judgment, it has nothing to do with what we are talking about.” “Because you are cowering away from something you are not supposed to. You love Cherry, admit it.” Maria persuades. "But I also loved Susanna?" He says. "Yes

Maximum 10 more chaps and then finish. *sad smile. It's a sweet love story , that's why I will not drag it more unnecessarily. But there will be an amazing end . Do votes and comments . Lots of love Priya.

One more chapter to go. Dear Reader, As I turn the final page of Perfect Love, I want to express how much your journey alongside these characters has meant to me. This story was about exploring the idea of love in its purest form, amidst the imperfections of life. I hope it inspired you to believe in the beauty of love, even when it’s not perfect. Writing this book allowed me to delve into the intricacies of human emotions, and I’m grateful for every moment you spent with these characters.

“Sometimes strangers understand us better than people we’ve known for years.” I frowned slightly. “You think so?” “Yeah,” he said, leaning back on his hands. “Strangers don’t come with expectations. They don’t remind us of who we’re supposed to be. They just… take us as we are, in that moment.” I let out a quiet breath. “Maybe that’s why I’m still sitting here.” He turned his head, his gaze brushing over me. “And maybe that’s why I joined you.” He grinned. About an hour later, the beach had emptied around us, leaving only the sound of waves and distant traffic.

Langit pressed their foreheads together, closed his eyes, and felt each other’s breath. “I love you so much. Stay with me.” “I will stay with you. Only death will separate us.” ** “Love is like an incomplete part that must be made whole. Half added to half, until it finally becomes one perfect whole. It is not perfection that love seeks, but imperfection, so that two can complete each other.”

She looked wistful, as if picturing a romance pulled straight from the movies. I forced a smile, trying to share in their enthusiasm. "Yeah, it sounds... interesting." One of my colleagues, Clara, noticed my lack of enthusiasm. "What's wrong, Ava? Don't you like the idea?" I sighed, shaking my head slightly. "It's just... there are no perfect lovers in reality. It's a nice idea, but it's not realistic." The truth is, if someone did show up who checked off all those boxes, wouldn’t they were a fraud? I just thought but didn’t speak.

“What?” “You left before they could leave you.” “That’s not why… It’s not like I…” I go still. Because she’s not wrong. I swallow. Her voice softens. “Do you love them?” “Yes.” “All of them?” “Yes.” “No favorites?” I laugh, but it breaks halfway through. “No. They’re…very different. But they’re mine. Or they were.” “This isn’t an easy situation you put yourself in.” Another laugh. “No, it is not.”

Can we forget about the divorce? Carter was momentarily stunned. He hadn't expected that from Misty. If she had confessed her love for him in the past, he would have been overjoyed—perhaps even moved to tears. But now, after his patience had worn thin, all he felt was a faint sadness. He looked at her and asked, "Do you love me? What about Zach?" Misty froze, unable to respond. A flicker of disdain flashed across Carter's eyes. "Misty Lawrence, a heart has no room for two."

A hundred possibility of how tomorrow could go filled my head, but I was sure of one thing, this was certainly not going to be a romantic entanglement between me and Wesley. It was going to be purely sexual. “Fuck.”

"Why can't you just set me free? There are plenty of women who like you. Why must you keep barking up my tree instead?" Aster didn't deny it. "But I realized that I've fallen in love with you. You were the one who laid my mother to rest five years ago, and ever since then, our fates have been intertwined. I had been too ignorant of you in the past, but it won't happen again. I swear." Carina still felt a little embarrassed hearing Aster bring up Selena's funeral. Selena had been very dependent on Carina in her final days, and she even requested that Carina take care of everything, including the funeral, after she had passed on.