Novel & Cerita Hime-sama Love Life 2

her gaze travelled from them to Hira and Ammar who were busy in arguing about something like kids and not caring that they were both above twenty, and she was not a bit interested. then her eyes landed on Armeen and Hareem who were looking busy discussing about something in magazine Armeen was holding. she smiled as she made her way to them but than her eyes landed on haris who was busy talking to Armaan who she loathed the most sitting on the sofa infront of her.

The cheers, screams, and music screech to a halt, and suddenly everyone in sight quadruples. Another forceful step, and the floor beneath me lurches. I stumble and fall back into strong arms that holds me hesitantly. "Huh?" I look up, meeting familiar gray eyes staring down at me with that signature 'you-ruined-my-life' expression. And inexplicably, I burst out laughing. "It's you," I slur, grinning. "Tired of playing with that poor girl already?" Those dark eyes darken at my words, and I revel in the effect I have on him. I chuckle, "Perfect," and raise my hand to touch his cheek. But before I make contact, his face blurs and quadruples.

👿 Her step-sister Ritu ran and hugged both of them, and they quickly pulled her close to their chest. “You tried to take the life of our love,” one of them said. “Today you will pay a heavy price for it.” The voice belonged to her second husband. Hearing this, tears started pouring from Sia’s eyes. She shook badly and said, “I loved both of you more than my own life… At least once, you could have trusted me that I didn’t do this.” 🥺🥺 Ritu cried and said, “Sia, why did you do this to me?

The other side of the decor of before turned out to be, not a void, but the solid foundation on which one can build. The game is over. It didn't change its rules. It simply ceased to be one. And in this regained simplicity, I finally find the role that suits me: myself. No longer a toxic sister, a devouring lover, a fugitive. Simply Lina. Future wife of Simon. Amateur gardener. A woman at peace. We leave. The door closes behind us on a silent happiness that needs no one to tell its story.

Nanami Vincent sat on the chair, and she remembered the whole past. The things she wanted to bury now have appeared. Everything is eating away at Nanami Vincent's heart. If before, Nanami Vincent always thought she loved Richard, but now that love is changing, she recalls the old memory: Augustus is the person she loves. Nanami Vincent feels ridiculous. Augustus is just that person's afterlife, and Sharmaine is Neva's afterlife. Her past life was inferior to Sharmaine, and in this life, she will take back everything from Sharmaine.

I felt like I caught him off guard for a moment as I continue, "and that's not it even in my nightmare you are calling me sweetheart. " "Sweetheart, it must be a coincidence-" I cut him off. "No, I thought the same but explain to me. How could it be a coincidence when before today I never met you but you are appearing in my dreams and how could you be that same guy who kidnapped me in real life?!" I tried my best to make him understand what I am saying. "If you want to make me your wife then that's at least I should know, No?" He stares at me, silently for a few moments, observing what I said before he spoke. "Would you believe if I say we both were lovers in the past life? and your parents

In his past life, he and Risa had stayed at this same seaside inn—registered under fake names as a “married couple.” “Takuto and…” Mr. Fujita opened the slip. “Satou Risa!” Snap. Takuto broke the pen in his hand. Satou Risa from Class A—the girl with the same name, same face as his lover from a past life—was standing there with her luggage, smiling at him. “Let’s get along!” “I object!” Takuto blurted out. “A boy and girl can’t share a room!” Mr. Fujita blinked. “Huh? But Satou is a boy.”

"C'mon, we have more things to do, let's get back to work. Firstly you need to try on your dress and shoes." Nima picked the jewelry and she said, "You're so lucky to have a man who buys you such nice stuff." Her countenance is sober and sad. "What do you mean Nima?" As I walked towards her, I noticed she was already in tears. "What's going on?" "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." "It's okay, you can talk to me." "I.. I once had a man I loved and cherished so much. I could do anything just to keep the love we shared."

Realising it now only made me feel like a fool. "Tell me," She says, looking at me with thise teary eyes. "When did I live my life without you? I left my baby boy for you, Bash. Even though it was with his mother, I felt like the most selfish human being to do that. But I could live with that if you let me love you again." "Love me," I begged. I don't recognise my voice anymore. I never begged anyone in my life and here I am, yanking her into my laps as I kiss her desperately. "Don't stop loving me, Hana. Please don't."

If second life is true…I hope there’s a chance for us to love each other freely, without complications, worries and without pain. If second life is true…I’ll find him in that life and will love him more than I love him in this life.