His Love For Me Came Too Late นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He said, sighing. “No, I want to hear you say it.” She pushed. Damon sighed, he couldn’t sugarcoat it for her anymore. It was time they stopped dancing around it. “I don’t love you. I mean, I used to and you know that. But that was when we were young. That was before you broke up with me and moved away from the country to pursue your dreams. I do not hate or blame you for that, but you took that love away with you.” “And then you came back a different person, and didn’t bring the love back. Sure, I was still attracted to you as well. But let’s not pretend it’s more than that. You have always known deep down that the love was gone.”

"But I tried to do the right thing. I married you. I provided for both of you." "Providing money isn't the same as providing love." "I know that now. I see that now." His gray eyes met mine with something like genuine regret. "Yes," he said finally, his voice firm with newfound conviction. "I loved her. I do love her. She's the most important thing in my life." The admission should have brought some measure of peace. Instead, it broke my heart all over again. "Too late," I whispered. "What?" "Your love came too late, Damien. She doesn't need it anymore."

My eyes were hooded now and the image if her being so nerdy and desperate for me had all my senses clouded "Don't lie to me. But you can go back to hating me in the morning. But tonight, hold me and never let me go." That was all it took, the last of my resolve was shredded to bits and I claimed her lips in a fierce kiss.

“He just … he said everything that I used to wish he would say. But it’s too late now.” Kayden gazed at me for a long minute. “Is it?” I blinked. “What?” “Is it really too late?” I frowned. “Kayden—” “No, I mean it,” he said, moving in. “Because you’ve spent years trying to hate him. And maybe part of you does. But part of you also—” “Stop,” I yelled, my pulse racing. Kayden didn’t. “You still love him a little bit.”

“I understand.” “Good.” He looks at his watch, as if this whole conversation has been nothing but a minor nuisance. “You may leave now. I’ll contact you with the details.” I get up very slowly, sapped of all strength in my legs. I head for the door, reaching for the handle, but his voice stops me one last time. All I can do is remember my main love, Elvis, who has always been there for me. I could have met him, but he’s not up to the standard of providing a lot of money.

He's silent, except for his heavy breathing, which mingles with mine. He's not saying anything. Why isn't he saying something?! Did he just say that out of a haze of lust? It... It won't hurt. I wrap my arms around his body, closing my eyes as I absorb his warmth. "I love you too, Winner,”

I love him already. "

Love Always, Haley’

So please be mine tonight, Let your wall down and let me in your heart right now. I hope you catch the words in my voice and not the hate in the world. Fall in love before it falls apart with regret. Ooh baby,would you please believe these words I say right now and watch the crowd disappeared like the sunset until it's just you and me,shimmering in the dark.... Oohh oohh darling, please be mine..' Ryder kept singing those words over and over again while staring at me. The more he sang those words, the more I felt my wall actually crumbling bit by bit until nothing was left other than the sheer realization of what he was saying.