Novel & Cerita Forever Bride

"You were right. It doesn't matter that nobody attended our wedding as long as your mother was there. With her blessing, we will forever be happy. That's because the person who wishes that we could be happy forever the most was your late mother. She was our matchmaker. She was also our witness. Sebastian, it's not that we didn't have a wedding. We had a wedding, which was the one we had at that time." Sebastian nodded. "Mm-hmm. Both you and I, we will only have one wedding in this life. Our marriage will last forever and for all eternity!"

she said, holding a chuckle. “Whatever this thing is, this feeling you’re holding onto, let it be real. Let it lead somewhere good. Somewhere lasting. Let it lead to forever, alright?" "Forever?” she asked, raising an eyebrow while sipping her coffee. “What are you talking about?" "Jeez, you’ve really gone full-on American, haven’t you? You can’t even catch a classic Filipino joke anymore."Nelly rolled her eyes in mock exasperation, a playful grin tugging at her lips. "Let me explain it to you. ‘Forever’ is what we Filipinos say when two people fall in love and stay in love. It’s not just about being together; it’s about choosing each other every day until the very end. It’s cheesy, yes, but

“And we have so much to do before then. College, careers, finding that perfect piece of land for our little house. But I want you to know, with absolute certainty, that I’m not going anywhere. You are it for me. You’re the ‘forever’ I’ve been looking for.” The word, “forever,” resonated deep within me, a bell tolling with joyous certainty. He wasn't just saying he loved me; he was saying he saw a lifetime with me. He was promising me a future, a shared destiny, painted with the colors of our shared dreams.

Waiting for the next take. Forever.

"I can't wait to have you in my arms forever, you are mine now and forever, we will live together old and toothless with kids in our home, Bradley, it's almost time we knot the tie" Bradley looked at her, he smiled with force, feeling a tightness in his chest. Claudia's beauty was shining, but she could never replace what he had lost. The wedding was just for a few hours, but all he felt to himself was a betrayal. He broke the silence and managed to reply. "I know dear, ," he whispered, his voice low. Claudia smiled, full of excitement in her eyes. She stepped closer to Bradley, her fingers tracing the edge of his cheek. "This is our time my dear, Bradley. We are finally going to live togeth

I knelt beside her again, brushing hair gently off her forehead. “I’m so sorry,” I whispered. “I should’ve protected you. I should’ve been there.” It kind of looked so weird that I was apologising. I hadn’t done it in years, and definitely not to her. From the very first day she stepped into that house… from the moment my uncle forced me to marry her… all I had done was push her, break her, scare her, and hurt her. I looked around. The sun was already lowering, turning the sky orange. It would be dark soon, and we had nothing. No phone. No car, and I don't think anyone was going to be around to rescue us now.

I stood up, placing my feet on the cold, titled floor. "One million dollars!" I stumbled and sat back on the bed. Say what! "What did you say?" He nodded. "One million dollars. You marry me for a period of two years on paper. No sex, no love." I leaned in closer over the bed, my face almost to his, my eyes wide. "Go on." "All you need to do is be my contract wife and my secretary. I know you can do that much since you were once a secretary." "How do you know that?"

She was surprised. "You should warn me," she whispered shyly. He chuckled, "You look cute when you're shy," he whispered... She blushed. "Don't make me blush," she said and he kissed her again. "Will you be my Luna?" he asked and stretched his arm. "I would love to," she responded and held his hand. Choven announced to everyone that Azhea would become their luna and they all howled in a monotone. It sounded too good as a piece of warm music, it was too perfect which made Choven glad.

The boys thought it was too childish, but we watched it with her. Before I knew it, it was late and all the kids was sleep. Damien volunteered to put the kids in bed. I decided to put on some slow jams and sip me some wine. When Damien came down stairs, he joined me in the living room. We just sat around talking and getting drunk. It felt good. Like old times. Times when we first got together. Before life got so complicated and hard. Our wedding song came on. "Have this dance with me, Love? " Damien asked me as he took my hand in his.