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He began to speak again, his voice quieter now but still clear enough for everyone to hear. “I called this piece Perfection,” he said. “Not because the woman in it is flawless, but because she represents something perfect to me. Something rare. She’s strong, but gentle. She’s been through things, yet she still carries light. To me, she is perfection — not in the way the world defines it, but in the way she exists. She doesn’t have to try. She simply is.” I felt my eyes start to sting.

He asked rubbing his well shaped nose on Adele cheeks before he moved towards her ear and whispered. “Because you are my fated perfection” he whispered before he looked at her green eyes which turned teary. That’s the first time anyone ever told her words to make her important. Gently Harden took her lips again, this time so slowly but full of wants, Adele gave him back the energy, all the time she wanted so bad to have him it’s here so she let herself free, free from not just her desire but also her life and the world happening around her……

One more chapter to go. Dear Reader, As I turn the final page of Perfect Love, I want to express how much your journey alongside these characters has meant to me. This story was about exploring the idea of love in its purest form, amidst the imperfections of life. I hope it inspired you to believe in the beauty of love, even when it’s not perfect. Writing this book allowed me to delve into the intricacies of human emotions, and I’m grateful for every moment you spent with these characters.

After catching my supposedly frigid wife, Emmy Winslow, aroused by our household robot butler, I swallowed my disgust and sent the machine to a destruction facility. I never expected that decision to cost her life. On the way to chase after the robot, Emmy was involved in a horrific car accident and died at the scene. From that day on, I became notorious in our social circle as the jealous husband who drove his wife to her death. Five years passed. Night after night, I tortured myself by wondering if she would still be alive had I not been so petty over a machine. Until today, while discussing business at a private club, I passed a half-open VIP suite and heard one of Emmy's closest frie

"I hope and pray that you are the one I will wait for to walk down the aisle." "I adore you." "I want you to be my own, my priceless." "I want you to be that special woman in my life." He paused but continued. "I know I'm not meant to be telling you this now because we have to catch the person that hurt your parents, but I can't help my feelings anymore." "I want us to get the person together." "I want it to be you and I against the world." "I would never hurt you or think of replacing you."

"Please don't be in love with someone else" "Please don't have somebody waiting on you" "Please don't be in love with someone else" "Please don't have somebody waiting on you" "This night is sparkling, don't you let it go" "I'm wonder struck, blushing all the way home" "I'll spend forever wondering if you knew" "This night is flawless, don't you let it go" "I'm wonder struck, dancing around all alone" "I'll spend forever wondering if you knew" "I was enchanted to meet you"

It was hungry and reckless, as if the two of them might combust right there in front of everyone. Lewis popped a bottle of champagne, laughing boisterously. "Now that’s passion. Alright, that’s enough for tonight. Let’s all clear out before these two start trying for kids." The room erupted in knowing laughter. My head spun while my stomach roiled. Through the haze, someone tugged me toward the door. "Can’t you read the room? Get out already." I instinctively pulled away, only to meet Ethan’s disappointed eyes. "Why can’t you be more like Victoria and be more understanding?"

#songs #AdamLambert. - Better than I know myself #TheScript #Army of angels Clara I'm not perfect .I've always said that; perfection isn't perfection unless there are imperfections visible... So we are all imperfectly perfect . There are some moments in life when you feel undeserving of what you have or like a total loser.I've had many of those days and weeks ,when I sometimes feel like I'm not being a good enough mother to my son , or perfect wife to my husband . When you wake up in the morning and wish you could fall back to sleep cause you hate feeling like you are failing at a role you should perfectly fit into cause you've had enough practice, however you still feel like you are always

'If anyone can hear me... please... help me... I beg you... If you can... if there's one person who can hear my voice... please get me out of this place' "I live like a puppet. I did just what my parents told me. I did my very best to do as what they said. I gave my all just to be called as a perfect daughter. A perfect... perfect girl... that is suited for this perfect family. A perfect child for my perfect parents. A perfect daughter for my perfect mom and perfect dad... and this perfect world... everything must be perfect!"

“Then you're basically admitting that you know you’re basic, just like the rest of us. And you know it. I wonder where this superiority complex came from. Probably from always being praised and treated higher than everyone else. But deep down you know you are not that special. But you’ll do everything to try and get rid of those thoughts, which is why you were so desperate for my approval. Because if there’s one person that isn’t going along with what everyone says and praising you for absolutely nothing. Then your world fucking shatters. And what’s revealed, is incompetency.” END OF FIRST ARC