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I figured he might be calling to explain himself or apologize. A mocking smile tugged at my lips as I answered, but instead of an apology, Cedric's voice came through harshly. "Why didn't you tell me your right eye was blind? Now, Celine is blind too. Are you happy now? Is it fun to mess with blind people? Come here and give her your left cornea." I couldn't help but laugh at his words. If someone didn't know better, they might think Cedric was Celine's husband. All of this suddenly made sense.

Christian asks. "Perhaps Love could give it a try. She is great with people and maybe he will be able to connect with her. Being blind and all." What? I blink in surprise, my heart pounding in my chest. Mira’s suggestion hangs in the air and I can’t quite process it. Is she forgetting I'm not actually blind? That is a lie and what was worse I can tell from the look in Christian's eyes that he’s considering it, weighing the possibility in his mind.

"I don’t know if I’ll live to see the end of this war. I don’t know if I’ll ever deserve a place in your life again. But there’s one thing I do know." Erika didn’t move, didn’t break his gaze. "I love you," Diego said. "More than my own life." Something flickered in her expression—something unguarded, something that reminded him of the woman he had once known. But then, as quickly as it came, it was gone. She tilted her head. "Love me enough to let me fight my own battles?" Diego chuckled under his breath. "That’s the only way I know how to love you anymore."

Devu hissed. "Stop fantasizing if you don't want Senior Montemayor will cut your fucking dick!" Mike groaned but actually, he was jealous. Erika bites the bullet and hugs him. She knows Mike is still in the process of healing and understanding what happened in his life. "You will be fine Mike. Trust me, once cheated comes the perfect rainbow just like Enrico." Erika whispered tapping his back before kissing his cheeks and leaving. Erika is showing her sibling's side to him that nothing would change.

All of me, the messy parts and the beautiful, and loved me for it all. This love story wasn't about erasing the past; it was a testament to the transformative power of finding the right person. Brian arrived seemingly out of nowhere, a beacon of light in the unexpected corners of life. And next to him, under the vast expanse of the universe, the shadows of past relationships faded into insignificance. This, this was real. This was love.

"Miguel, I'm happy for this moment..." Ximena wrapped her arms around his neck as she cooed lovingly, mixed with the gasp due to the finished 'strenuous action', Just Before she could mutter "I love you", the man murmured in a hoarse voice. "Tan..." Ximena froze. Tan was Tania Roberto, the first love of Miguel Ricardo. Tania hasn't returned to the country, she had stayed abroad all these years.

Rodrigo had enough, he slammed on the dining table so hard it startled everyone inside the dining room, they both shifted their attention to him. Mr Rodrigo stood up from his seat and walked towards Erin. "Your brother is right, you're stupid.. how many times did we tell you to not get divorced?" Mr. Rodrigo asked coldly. He agreed with Xavier, she was stupid for bringing Liam into the family in the first place, and for divorcing him when she was not supposed to do that. At this point Erin had become a disappointment to him. Not believing that her grandfather was calling her stupid too and supporting Xavier over her, Erin looked at her grandfather with a shocked expression, she was hurt even

She blinked in disbelief, then looked from him to Adriana and then back to him. “It’s just two years, and you're married, Eros? I thought you were head over heels for me?” She trembled out, anger noticeable in her voice. “I promise you, you’ll regret ever turning me down for someone like her, Eros Rodriguez,” she uttered bitterly and stormed out, with the door slamming hard behind her. With just Eros and Adriana left alone, Adriana turned to him with a small laugh and sat up. “That was… quite a performance,” she muttered.

I nod my head, and then I hear the slam of the door getting slammed hard, and then we heard Sage and Eric heading back to the living room, where we are at. “Are you ok?” Amanda asked Eric. “Hell, yeah, I am. Let's go and have some fun at the concert, and I want you guys to meet my girl, well it will be my first date tonight, but hopefully, she will be my girl later if everything turns out great.” Eric says. “Oh, who could that be?” I said. Then I nudged Eric in the shoulder. “Oh, guys, I am in love, but she is such a beautiful soul. She is nice and kind, and I swear she is. Can read minds.” he says.

In every picture of the two of them, the love appeared genuine, and there was no sign of the lie which Mikee tirelessly insisted he was living with her. "There are times in life when you have to do things, not for yourself, but for the people around you. Loving Sandra is easy, even easier when I imagine it's you that I'm looking at and not her." "Me? Ha. Like I believe that." I could fall for his words, not when this was goodbye, and not when I was leaving without having told him the secret I was supposed to have told him. "Believe what you like, Aria, but I love you." And it's surprising just how much damage those words can do to a person.