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Love, Anna

Love is complicated. TO BE CONTINUED

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Forever… TRUE LOVE CONQUERS ALL… THE END OF PART ONE!

Jessica's expression shifted from terror to blank disbelief. She stood up, walked over to Jeremy, wrapped her arms around his waist, and buried her face against his chest. "Jeremy, I only did it because I loved you too much. "I'm a fake heiress. Before Madison came back, everyone said we were the perfect match. But the moment she returned, everything changed. I was afraid you'd forget me. I was afraid no one would want me anymore. I did those things because I loved you too much."

He only looked at me with a twinkle of mirth in his eyes. Emma's face darkened slightly upon hearing their words. She shot me a challenging glance as she said, "It's just as well that you're here, Ophelia. I just bought a little trinket on my way here. You should take a look at it." She didn't bother waiting for my response as she pulled out a velvet box and opened it before Caleb. "Valentine's Day is coming up, so I had these custom-made. Do you like them, Caleb?"

I finally understood what it meant when they said a man's tears were a woman's aphrodisiac. But soon enough, he took control. The one shedding tears and begging for mercy became me. Julian had tasted pleasure and couldn't get enough, yet his movements remained incredibly gentle. I couldn't resist, sobbing as I pleaded with him. His fair skin glowed under the light, and his Adam's apple moved slightly as he swallowed. Then came his unrestrained, overwhelming love. After that day, Julian seemed to have endless energy. Thankfully, the company called—there was a project that needed urgent attention.

That was how it was! Why did Scarlett happen to return on this day? Why did Henry delay his departure until the afternoon? What was I then? The whetstone of their love? In the video, Henry gently comforted the weeping woman in his arms, with tenderness and deep affection. "It's not your fault. I didn't want to get married. She and I are not the same kind of people." I had self-respect, and I wasn’t a masochist. He was the one who approached me first, saying I was like the sun.

It's no easy task! Love and light Ellen XX

Give me the fork, I am starving" Nancy said, taking the fork from Kingston, which made him laugh so hard. Kingston loved how Nancy would enjoy meals. He loved her enthusiasm when it came to eating meals prepared by not just him, but anyone. He watched her devour the pasta he made specifically for her, and his heart filled with happiness. Is this the reason why I love her? because she eats whatever I give to her? or do I love her because of her personality? Kingston thought to himself. Being a chef, nothing pleased Kingston more than seeing people eat the food he prepared. He becomes elated just filling people's stomach with food. Kingston was a chef by day and a secret service agent by night