Novel & Cerita I Love Amy Chapter 1

“What I'm about to tell you, is much more important.” Amy nodded in understanding. “Please go ahead.” I narrated my dream to Amy without holding any details back. She has to understand every angle of my situation, so she would know where to advise me from. When I was done, she seemed indifferent as she pressed her lips together in a grim line. “So now....who are you in love with between the both of them?"

When they pulled away, Ammy caught Liam leaning forward and talking passionately, waving his hands around, his face thunderous. ammy smiled, feeling warm from Liam's unexpected affection and sat heavily on the reading chair by the fireplace. The embers were cold and Ammy shivered, reaching back to draw the blanket sitting on the back over her. She pulled it tight around her shoulders and tucked her face into the scratchy fabric. The lightest smell of ginger and cinnamon reached her nose and it hit Ammy like a physical blow. She didn't fight the sob that burst from her mouth, loud in the silence of her room. She buried her face into the blanket, searching desperately for more ginger and clove

Trigger Warning: This chapter contains graphic violence, torture, and mutilation, including scenes of physical and psychological trauma. Reader discretion is advised. If you prefer to avoid these intense themes, it is recommended to skip the second half of the chapter. Marco »»»◈««« I felt a sense of contentment as Amy came out of her house, her smile shining brightly. It had become a familiar sight that I looked forward to each day. Without it, something seemed missing. Her presence always had a way of easing the weight on my shoulders, even if just for a moment. As she approached me, I couldn't help but feel a slight shift in my demeanor, a softening of the edges that usually defined me.

Chapter 10: Don't Stop, I love it Author's POV Amy woke up to a warm feeling, she felt Content, it was the first good sleep she had since that day Six years ago, something is amiss, Amy thought Lazily, still with her eyes closed, enjoying the warm feeling, then it kicked into her brain quickly that she popped both eyes open to the harsh light pouring in through the closed window, that's strange, she doesn't remember closing it last night.

For a second, I saw her—not as prey, not as an enemy, not as someone Bernatta wanted dead, but as the woman who had cried into my chest, who had argued with me until sunrise, who had become something I never intended to care for. But the spell crushed the memory instantly, smothering the spark before it could spread. My body grabbed the front of Amy’s shirt and slammed her back against a pillar. The dagger fell from her hand, clattering across the courtyard. She gasped from the impact, her hands gripping my wrist desperately as my fingers tightened around her throat. The cold inside me grew sharper. Bernatta whispered again. Finish her. Amy’s tears spilled—not from fear, but from heartbreak.

Here’s the chapter you requested, focusing on Inishola visiting Amy at the mental hospital. --- **Chapter: Inishola’s Visit** Inishola’s heart felt heavy as he walked through the stark white hallways of the mental hospital. The scent of antiseptic lingered in the air, and the sterile environment was a sharp contrast to the chaotic thoughts swirling in his mind. He had been here before, many years ago, when Amy was first admitted. But now, as he approached her room, everything felt different. The past few weeks had unraveled so many truths that he was still struggling to comprehend it all.

The first It has been a month and a half since her parent’s device. Amy’s now 16 years old and a high school sophomore. Still living with her abusive father Chase Sinclaire. Her goal is to graduate a little early so that she can leave that hell hole of a house and away from her father. So to achieve her goal, she studied hard, took some extra classes, even found herself a job at a small cafe and some other jobs. Just to stay away from that monster of a father. Some days she is lucky because he’s not at home. She knew that he would be at a bar or he’s screwing some slut somewhere. I didn’t even care what he does or who he’s with. As long as I am not around him. Amy believes in love at first

She runned towards me, giving me a sweet kiss on my cheeks . She rushed out . Wow I felt like jelly . Do boys even allow themselves to feel like this . Even her mere touch can bewitched me . I smiled like an idiot . Finishing all my work . It was 5 until I'm finished . Now I have to take a quick shower and change . Then I'm gonna go and pick my Amy. My beautiful Amy . **** Amy's POV I was so hell nervous when I kissed him . I have never kissed anyone first . Yeah well that was the first time .

"Amy!' I shout out while climbing up the stairs taking two at a time, but there is still no answer. I burst into her bedroom praying that at least she will be there to scold me for entering her room without Knocking, but she is nowhere to be seen. The room is very neatly organised and the bed is very well made and inviting. That is one of her very impressing characters that always makes me fall in love with her over and over again. A brief memory of me teasing her about making my bed yesterday morning runs in mind. I had just got her. I had just started enjoying the thrill of having the love of my life. Oh, Amy baby please don't do this to me, I plead in my head as I open the door to her bat

I haven't told anyone else, you are the first person. "Wow!” Amy replied, “this is such good news. I am so happy for you. Trust me, falling in love is a wonderful experience, the feeling is so amazing if it is for and with the right person. If Charles is as good as you say, then I think you're going to be very happy for a very long time. I wish you all the best and don't hesitate to give me all the juicy details, I want to hear about everything. I'm sure you understand what I mean.” "Yes, I understand,” Ivy chortled, "as long as you are willing to listen and you have the time, I'm ready to bore you with all the details of our love life."