Romans & histoires I Am But One

She stood at the terrace staring at the clouds above her. All the things she'd been through and all the secrets, she had to keep started replaying in her head. It wasn't easy for her to behave normally after all she had been through to get this far. To be the lady she is now. All the time she was alone, she always remembered what was happening in her life currently. Even at times when she wasn't alone, she kept on remembering about her life. She heard thud of boots on the floor. She didn't bother to turn around to see who it was. She just wanted to get some fresh air before she could go inside.

Martin leaned lazily on his sofa Stephanie walked toward him, sitting on his lap, “I won’t do that again, I promise!” She brings her face closer to him and kisses him Martin kissed her possessively. When he released her lips, he said “You know I don’t like my woman being touched by others! You’re mine only! MINE ONLY!” “I’M YOURS. FOREVER YOURS!” She said it and he got up, bringing her to the bed, starting to strip her night dress

Zen clenches his jaw while watching Isabelle exit the room; he grabs a pen and stabs the wooden top of the desk. He closes his eyes and breathes heavily trying to relax. “She doesn’t love you, she doesn’t want you. The moment she finds Daniel she will leave you and you will be alone, all alone once again. There’s no one for you, you are alone. ALONE!!” He yells and swipes his hand across the top of the table making all the files and his laptop fly off it.

We both take her hands, and I try to concentrate on what she's saying and not the nubs on her hands that used to be fingers. "Your love is the kind that very few are blessed with. You're like two pieces of a very special puzzle. Neither piece will ever fit anywhere else but with each other. You two are one, and without the other, neither will ever be whole again. So never ever let go . . . no matter what circumstances or what anyone says. You are one. Your hearts will forever beat for the other." I woke to the sound of the blow dryer in the Jack and Jill bathroom that separated my bedroom with Xavier from Nolan and Quino's. They were talking loudly over the blow dryer. Something about a bike

Yes, baby, You are the ONE; the only ONE. ♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪ I just can't finish it. Both of them start clapping like crazy fans. Yeah, both of them are crazy fans of IKha.

Alive. “One…”

You know where to find me, babe ;) The one and only, Soph

I wаѕ miserably bасk to square one. “Yоu don’t need to bе аnуоnе else, уоu’rе perfect as уоu are, but I know that was for Joel’s bеnеfіt. I saw what juѕt happened, what’s gоіng оn?”

White scraps of paper fluttered down from the air as though they were mocking my loneliness and disgrace. It felt as though an invisible hand had wrapped tightly around my heart, squeezing it until I could no longer breathe. I broke down, feeling like countless sharp knives were slashing into my body, carving invisible wounds that bled without leaving a trace. When I finally came back to my senses, I looked at my numb expression reflected in the mirror and let out a bitter laugh. It did not matter anymore. After all, I was just someone not meant to be loved. After I finished packing, I pushed the door open. Camelia stood there, panting with one hand braced against the doorframe. Our eyes met