Heart Good Morning With Love นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I get up every morning and I never thought my day is going to be a great day, I never know when it was going to be over but today I refuse to have a bad day. My today goal is to spend all the time with the people around me, the ones I love, the ones that I care about, and the ones who always be by my side. You know… when we have each other, we have everything. My family loves me so much… and now I have Lena as the love of my life. I start my day by seeing Lena’s smile… the smile that came out of her face reminded me of the sunshine that shore the world every time we wake up in the morning.

Fiona could feel Paul Henry's fingers going through her hair, imagining her hair circling his fingers, Fiona suddenly felt her heart beat abnormally fast. From time to time, his palm lightly touched her forehead, clearly just an absent-minded movement, but it was as if someone had stroked Fiona's lap with feathers, and her heart trembled slightly. Just as Fiona felt she might have a serious heart condition, Paul Henry's voice came from behind. "Alright." Paul Henry patted her on the head, "Look in the mirror." Fiona nervously picked up the mirror. “…Paul Henry, the nation is almighty…” Dear Motherland, I love you!

he stared right into my soul…… I couldn't look away. “ I love you” I whispered as the pressure built and the heat of my impending release crept through my belly and along my spine, I couldn't take my eyes from Russell's. “ I love you, oh, I do love you so much, God!!” he said looking at me with heat and love in his eyes, like……….. Like he was looking at Wilson. And at that point he soared, head falling back, he came, and Wilson groaned as Russell emptied inside him

His hair stuck up in odd places, his eyes puffy and unfocused. “Morning,” he said, grabbing a mug without looking at her. “Morning,” she replied. And that was it. They stood beside each other in silence, sipping coffee like co-workers waiting for a meeting to start. He scrolled through his phone, thumb moving automatically. She watched the sky outside the window shift from blue to gold, the day stretching open without her. There was a time when he used to kiss her shoulder and say things like, You’re my favorite part of the morning. Back when mornings felt like beginnings instead of obligations. Now he said nothing. And she had stopped hoping he would.

Love you all. ~END~

So I grabbed the phone again and look is this. Then my eyes automatically went wide. I dmile like an idiot now because I never thought this is the most cute greetings in my morning. The sender is Ashton and he texted me a “Good Morning” with heart emojis. I take it back. I will never curse him rather I will reply back a greeting. So I lied down still looking at my phone and replying to him a “Good morning”. Then not a minute later he replied. “Already awake or did I wake you up?” He sent it with a pouting face emoji

"He'll be here with the drinks in a moment." "No, I don't. . ." "Trust me, you'll like it" He assures me, giving me a wink. I don't know why his words make me recall a memory in my head. + "Shhh. . . " He raised his hand to my face and covered my mouth with his index finger to silence me. All expression of annoyance vanished only to be replaced by a faint smile. "Don't worry, you'll like it. . . " he promised in a murmur, "trust me. . . "

After making sure she was asleep, he took out a little box from under his pillow. There was a ring inside. Its design was simple yet elegant. The details, in particular, whispered Damian's devotion. He took a deep breath and gently slipped the ring through Bella's ring finger. He watched it glimmer against her skin, his gaze growing soft. He kissed her fingertip lightly, as if worried she might wake up. "I love you, Bella Valdez," he whispered. Bella's exhale deepened momentarily before evening out again. Her face remained serene—no flicker of eyelids, no change in expression.

He believes that no matter what it is, it is all good. When he wakes up the next morning, he finds that Amber has sent another text, “off for my run, good morning handsome. Talk to you later.” He reads and then reads it again, he then remembers listening to her morning voice messages and hearing her call him handsome always put a smile on his face.

“I think you, out of everyone in the world, need one person who can show you how to love again.” “And you think your cousin could do that for me?” she asked as she watched him as he thought about her question. The simple question was more than he had thought it would be. He knew it was two-sided at best. “I think my cousin could help you. I don’t know if it would be the key or not. I do think that he would help open your heart again in a way I don’t think anyone else can. You had someone like him before, so you understand.” Garrett said. “He is alone now. He needs help in life and people to love him back. For you, it may help both of you.”