Novel & Cerita I Have Loved You Since We Were 18

I love you Rehan. You know I loved you since I was sixteen. You were always my first and last love. When you first got admitted in our school, I was a year junior but still for having a single look of you, I used to bunk my classes and wait for you in corridor. Every girl of my glass used to gossip about the new guy which was you. After all you were everything, any girl would go crazy for. But when Max introduced me first time to you, I was literary on cloud 9 because that day you had first talked to me even if it was just a single hello.

The version she'd been earning in small pieces since October. She took his face in both hands. Thumbs along his jaw, a scar under her left thumb. "I have been in love with you," she said, "since at least August. Since the inside cover of the book, I thought I was writing about someone else." She kept her hands on his face. "Since the phone call, probably, if I'm being honest. Since I lay in the dark listening to you breathe and couldn't make myself hang up." She looked at him. "I'm saying it now so the record is accurate. I love you. That's the actual thing."

AVA I was eighteen years old, drunk on cheap tequila, and about to ruin my life with the one man I should’ve never touched. But I was getting ahead of myself. Let me rewind to three hours earlier, when I still believed in love, loyalty, and the stupid fairy tale that good girls got happy endings.

Just as I was about to rush out and confront her, the villa was already engulfed in roaring flames. That was how I died—twelve years after falling in love with Tilly Jenkins. "Tilly, don't be afraid. I'll protect you. What do you take us for, Somerset? Toys for rich people like you?!" Harvey's shrill voice yanked me back to the present. In my mind, the image replayed itself again—the three of them smiling together like a happy family after my death. I clenched the bank card in my hand, hatred surging violently through my chest.

"I can tell by the way you said my name." "I am going to say something I should have said a year ago," I said. "In this clearing. Instead of what I said." She was quiet and I felt her waiting and I said, "I have loved you since before I understood what loving someone actually meant. Since before the bond. Since before the ceremony. Since the burial and the outer path and every version of you I have known since we were children. I loved you when I made the worst decision of my life and I loved you when I was telling myself I was making it for the right reasons and I have loved you every single day since and I am standing in this clearing telling you that because you deserve to hear it said pl

, I said as I looked at myself in the mirror, admiring my beauty. "Okay then, I will pick you up in the next 10minutes" Edin, my best friend said as he ended the call. Meanwhile, as I was looking at the mirror, my mind flashed back to the days we became friends and gradually best friends. Just like yesterday, I laughed remembering how I was a popular girl which no one could pass without glancing at and I was also a troublesome girl(that was part of my hobby).

"How about you start from the beginning." "Well, We met in a club."

She looked like someone who'd decided to jump off a cliff and was choosing to trust that she would fly rather than fall. "I love you," I said. "I've loved you since we were seventeen years old. I loved you when I married you for all the wrong reasons, and I loved you when I was too much of a coward to admit it. I loved you when I left, and I loved you every day we were apart." Mia's tears fell faster now, but she was smiling through them.

I wrote my will. In it, I wrote a short summary of my thought process during the ten years I loved him. Honestly, I did not think he was going to care. He might not even read the message, but I still wrote it in order to write this one sentence down at the end. [During the last moments of my life, I just want to say this: Ron Stone, I hate you.] My crazed love had seeped into my flesh and bones, and it tore me apart.

After their death, I took over my dad's company and made him proud of me. I was 18 years old when I came to see my parents. I didn't want to be alone so I came on a plane full of people and I saw you there, you were laughing. I was amazed by listening to your laugh so I turned and saw the most beautiful girl. You were breathtaking in that traditional dress. I wanted to make you mine and as I was planning to make you mine, I lost you.