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My Love. THE END!!

What did he mean? "It's your old lover's birthday. If I go there, won't it ruin the chance for you to chat about the good old days?" She pouted. That was a sweet talk. Daniel reached out his finger and lightly clicked on it. "Right now, Leila and I are only good friends. You are my wife. I hope you two can be friends too." Friend? How is that possible? Have you ever seen a rival in love turn into a friend? Enemies in love are incompatible as fire and water. They are incompatible with each other. It's the relationship that only one can survive between you and me!

“You know this is how love between enemies normally starts. You go to his apartment and you both get close and touchy, and then naked… and then you can’t stay away from each other. Ah! It’s so cute… my Nath has finally found love.” “Tyler, shut the hell up.” He just laughed, tossing his coffee mug onto the table a little too carelessly. “I’m serious! You don’t get it, do you? This is textbook ‘enemies to lovers’ territory. You, going to his apartment, all tense and pissed off, him acting like the world revolves around him…” He waved his hands dramatically. “…and then, boom, he owns your ass.” I glared at him so hard I was surprised he didn’t flinch. “This is not a joke. I’m not going there t

“He's not just a friend." Adrian stares at her, his face expressionless. “Say it properly.” "Adrian—" "Say it." She breaks completely, burying her face inside her palms. "Kieran is my lover." Someone gasps. Another person mutters something under their breath as the sound of cameras clicking resounds in the room. Vivienne totally looks destroyed now, but Adrian doesn’t even look surprised. Instead, he just looks tired, like hearing it out loud only confirmed what he already knew.

Jared gestured for me to accept the call. "Lina, where did you go?" Hayden asked in an urgent, ingratiating tone. "I need to explain things to you." "There's nothing to say between us anymore," I answered indifferently. "Don't be like that, Lina. I've always loved you. Melissa's the one who threw herself at me, but I only think of her as a friend!" "Hayden Potter," I sneered, "have you forgotten that we've already broken up?" On the other end of the line, Hayden was quiet for a while before he spoke up darkly.

Yum! As they were finishing up Destiny broached the subject of the night before and asked Leo if anything had changed between them as far as he was concerned. Leo looked at her and said, "I hope not. I love you Destiny, you know I do. You're my best friend. But I don't love you like a girlfriend or wife. Don't get me wrong. Last night was amazing but it was lust, not love. At least for me. But now I have to ask you the same thing. And please don't lie for my sake. Do you feel something other than friendship for me?"

Carl thought it was an excellent idea and went to buy it, so while he was doing that errand, I put music connected to the audio system, programmed with an iPod and from one moment to another, the different melodies began to spread throughout the apartment. I created a playlist that I named "Just Lovers". Every time I listen to it, I remember the day I showed it to Carl. I was dying of grief for the selection of songs, but he liked it, he liked that playlist so much, that we made love; a stimulus coming from one of the titles incorporated therein. Between songs from Hippie Sabotage, passing through Two Feet, until I reached —perhaps— the best of The Weeknd, I uncorked a beer and drank it whil

“So you do like him.” Brian scoffed, shaking his head. “Don’t start.” “Come on. I’ve seen the way you look at him. Like he’s both the problem and the solution to your headache.” James leaned closer, lowering his voice. “You like him.” Brian’s throat worked. He stared at the spreadsheet, but the numbers blurred. His fingers stilled on the keyboard. “I don’t… like him,” he said finally, voice flat, a little too quick. “He’s my partner. A lousy one, but my partner. That’s it.”

“You need strength if you want to leave this place soon.” Ethan looked up with a small pout. “Are you always this bossy, Kyle?” “Always,” I answered for him, sitting on the couch. “He’s worse when he’s in love.” Kyle choked. “Champ—!” Everyone turned to look at us, confused. Ryan raised an eyebrow. “Wait. In love? With who?” I smirked, watching Kyle go pale. “Oh, you know. He's my roommate, he might have been seeing a girl I don't know."

“Is everything fine?” “Yes.” “I don't think so. Your tone changed a bit when I mentioned four. Are you both related? Is he your friend? Or a brother? Or—” I paused, the last thought a little more personal, “... Is he your lover?” She looked at me when I mentioned lover. “No.” “What's no?* “No.” “He’s not my lover.” She explained. I exhaled, not even sure when I held my breath. “Oh.” I barely had time to process what she said when the rest came.