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I need to find them. I was remembering what room they were staying , I hope they didn't discharge yet. I went to the elevator and press the button for the third floor. I was patting my chest to keep calm when I felt my necklace. That's it! We have the same necklace with our name and picture. I need to know if he was my brother. Why am I so stupid he was using his nickname Nathee for his real name and making it too short by using 'Tee' because he can't remember his past. Please, I hope that Tee was my brother. When I reach the floor I was almost running to the corridor when I spotted Tee. "Tee!" I shout and he look shocked why I was shouting.

Edward hesitated for a moment, but then, encouraged by Camilla's infectious enthusiasm, he gave in and sang a few lines in a quiet voice. "In the shadows of my heart, you linger there, A love unspoken, a silent prayer. A distant crush, I can't deny, These feelings are hidden, but they won't die. Ohhhh, dear crush....my secret flame, In my heart, you hold a treasured name, How I wish I dared to say what's inside, But these words remain locked, a love I can't confide. I watch you from afar, a dream I can't touch, A bittersweet longing that I can't discuss.

Daisy spoke emotionally while taking his hand. “I know we have just met but in these couple of weeks, I realized the difference between a crush and love. You are the one, who showed me what true love is! I don’t think I can afford losing you now. Werewolf or not, I think I am in love with you. I might not be able to fight physically besides you like a true Luna but I will never leave your side in any situation, I promise. It’s selfish of me to ask you this but can you please be mine?” She asked in a nervous tone.

I sign it off with: Love, Your Favourite Person, Yasmeen. "This should do it," I smile as I fold the note in half. Now that I think about it, the note screams I love him but without actually saying that I love him. Did I just say that I love him? Oh my God, I think I'm actually in love with him. I check myself in the mirror one last time before heading out the door just in case Marcus ends up being home. "I can scold him while looking pretty," I say as I giggle to myself. I take the elevator down a floor, my breathing picking up during the trip down. I'm making myself nervous for no reason. I'm just dropping off food, not professing my undying love for him. Technically, I am professing my un

The handwriting was loopy, written in English, and on light blue stationery with a floral design. Dear Lance, How are you? I hope that you are in fine condition when you read this letter. I am really shy to approach you, so I thought of writing you a letter to tell you how I feel. I first saw you last year when you were awarded the Most Popular Sophomore. You looked so handsome. Since then, I would always watch out for you. I thought you already had a girlfriend so I was really hurt. But then I learned that girl was just your best friend. I was so happy to know that. After all, she does not really deserve to have a handsome boyfriend like you.

"It's just erm... how do I tell you? I just wanted to confess my love to Liam, but I don't know how to write it." Nora's face broke into a big smile and she hugged me tightly. "Finally, my sister plucked up the courage to confess her love." I was struggling to breathe in her arms and said, "Can't... bre...athe... too... tight...." My sister pulled away and said, "Sorry. I'm just happy for you. Anyway, back to the topic, just write what your heart feels for him. Express what your heart feels when you look at him or think about him."

It has a beautiful design, guitar and red rose. He did not think that he could use it in this situation. After typing the date, Daniel started making a simple letter for the young lady. But because he was worried that Ara might recognize his handwriting, the young man decided to do it using his laptop and then he printed it out on a piece of paper with a mysterious design. Dear Ara, It doesn't matter who I am. What is important is my feelings for you. I do not know where it came from and where it is going? You are so beautiful. And for me, you are the most beautiful woman in my world.

Carefully taking it out, it was a letter and she began to read it slowly. “ my dear Ava, I can’t really say when or how it started but this wrong groom of yours has fallen in love with you. Maybe it was when you first smiled at him or went on a workout with him or when you would insult him but he has fallen madly in love with you. At first I wanted to deny it and let my friend have you but after being away from you for so long, I suddenly realized that I can not live without you ava. I understand this might be sudden for you and you might not actually like me but I will work towards making you like me, I promise”

I never thought there would be such a day when I would write a letter. [Carol, at this moment, I don’t know if I should call you Caroline or Carol, but no matter who you are or which identity you have, I want to tell you that I love you. [When I wrote down the words “I love you,” I couldn’t believe they came from me, just like I never thought I would fall in love with a woman for whom I even wrote the first letter of my life. [When you read this letter, I feel you probably won’t reject me anymore, because this is a proposal letter.

Aayu said. "Of course you are. You both love each other. What more do I need ??" Mum said and gave me the ring. I instantly knelt down in front of Aayu and said, "I am sorry I don't remember what I said that day. So, let's do a new one. Aayu I love you and this is a really small word to express my feelings. You are the person with whom I wanna share every moment of my life. You are the person for whom I can do anything. Even though I wanna see your face when I close my eyes and when I open my eyes with how much time my eyes will be closed I just wanna dream about you. Will you give me that right to share every blink of my eyes with you? I don't want your promise but I give you my word that m