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Until then, please stay in love with me even afterlife because I will love you until the end. Goodbye, I love you. From your psycho darling, Belladonna. - THE END -

My heart fluttered with beats erratic. Everything happened so slowly that I thought the time had stopped for us. There was nothing in the future, nothing in the past. It was just him and I in that moment — present in front of one another. For confessions of love and sins. I touched a falling snowflake, and every snowflake in the Healer Stangnum turned into red rose petals. Amor’s amused face was adorned with the most beautiful smile in the world as the petals kissed his skin. He gathered a few petals in his palms, swam to me, and streamed them over my chest.

As the doors slid open, I stepped into a realm of bright lights and laughter, the atmosphere alive with excitement. I found myself at the bar, ordering a drink as I placed the glass petal—my cherished gift—on the counter before me. I stared at it, the memories flooding back, each moment intertwined with my love for Virgil. The clock ticked down the remaining minutes I had left, and my heart ached at the thought of losing him forever. Tears pricked at my eyes, and in a moment of desperation, I shoved the drink away and clutched the petal tightly.

"I can't take the weight of your love, I just can't. I'm getting lost on you, I feel like you'll be safe in the hands of another. I'm beyond damaged, I'm broken to the core. There are times I've felt maybe I'm not broken, just bent, but now, now I know I'm broken. Despite knowing broken things still work, I also know there's an expiry date. Broken things work till they don't." "I'm in love with you Fiona, but I have to let you go, and I know you are in love with me too, that's why I'm begging you, let me let you go. There are parts of me you can -- and will -- never know about, rotten parts of me. I can't take the weight of your love, Vanilla. This is goodbye." "Oh my god" Violet whispered.

"Sometimes, I can almost hear her laughter, carried on the wind, and for a fleeting moment, it's as if she's here with me again." Sarah felt a flicker of hope within her, a spark that rekindled the flame of her own faded love. She realized that the echoes of love were not meant to be silenced but cherished, celebrated, and embraced as a testament to the profound connections that shaped our lives. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the park, Sarah and the elderly man shared their stories, their memories intertwining in the fading light. And in that shared vulnerability, a bond formed—a lifeline for two souls yearning to rediscover the beauty of love amidst the ebb a

Kara said flatly. Her indifference made Bennett feel inexplicably irritated. But the voice on the other end was pressing him, and he didn't have time to explain. "Wait for me at home. I'll be back as soon as I can." He hastily handed the dolls to Kara before turning to leave. In his rush, the dolls grazed Kara's fingers before slipping from her grasp. They shattered against the floor. Amidst the shards of porcelain, a folded piece of paper tumbled out. "Natalie, my one and only love. I will always be your knight in shining armor."

"Listen to me, Sophie… I've always loved you. After your competition is over in four days, let's stay together forever. I want you to trust me." Unfortunately, Sophie felt nothing but revulsion at the feel of William's powerful heartbeat beneath her palm. She gave a slight, noncommittal nod, and William smiled in response. "In any case, you can't leave me, Sophie." - Four days passed, and the day of the competition arrived. Lily's piano skills had suddenly improved dramatically, allowing her to play in perfect harmony with Sophie. When the performance finally ended, Lily felt a heavy weight lift from her shoulders as she smiled at the crowd.

A love that faded, like the winter's snow In moonlit nights, I search for thee A ghostly figure, a love that used to be Footsteps fade, like autumn leaves Leaving me with tears, and heart that grieves But still I hold, on to the pain For in its depths, our love remains A bittersweet refrain, a memory's stain Forever etched, like scars that remain" Her voice trembled, cracking with emotion. Yet, the song seemed to take on a life of its own, filling the darkness with a longing that felt almost palpable. The girl couldn't recall where she'd heard the melody, but it resonated deep within her. It was a distant memory, yet eerily familiar – like a whispered promise from a forgotten past. As she fi

I paused and added, "Your so-called emotional detachment? When it came to wounding someone who loved you, your heart was as cold and precise as a blade. I should have seen through your deception from the start." My lips quivered, tears threatening to spill. "In this life, I no longer want you. All I ask is that you leave me in peace." His breath hitched, his expression a tangle of anguish and conflict. "And if I refuse?" I stepped back, my voice steady. "You don't know, do you? I am Spring. I have countless ways to make you suffer." His eyes widened, his voice failing him. ... Maurice later informed me that Valerie, far from retreating, had doubled down.

I took a deep breath and answered calmly, "The past is the past. This is now. I'm not the one who changed, Noah, you are. I already gave back everything you ever gave me. Don't you remember? Those things are with Carla now. "From now on, please stop bothering me. Go to the girl you truly love." The reminder hit him hard. He froze, staring blankly at me, a flicker of regret flashing across his face. I turned, flagged down a taxi, and got in. As the car pulled away, I heard him call out behind me, his voice thick with tears. "Tiffany! I know I messed up before… but I'll prove to you I haven't changed!" I didn't waver. I gave the driver my destination and never looked back. Because apologies th