Novel & Cerita I Love Her Trust Me

I look her straight in the eyes hoping she knows how much I love her through my eyes, with how tight I am holding on to her. "She is history. It is just us. You and I", I promised her and bend down to kiss her forehead and hug her and she hugs me back. "Please trust me", I beg her and her body tense at my statement and I knew she doesn't completely trust me and again I don't blame her. I will use the rest of our lives to prove my love and loyalty to her and only her. "Okay", she whispers and a smile appears on my lips as she rest her head on my chest.

Just looked down at me. “You still love him,” she said gently. I swallowed. My eyes burned, but I didn’t cry. "That’s not the problem," I whispered. She sat on the bed and stroked my hair once. Soft. Comforting. "Then what is?" "I don’t trust him," I said, voice shaking. "And love without trust is... nothing." She nodded slowly. "Then you hold your ground until you can. Or until you can’t anymore." I didn’t answer.

Trust them. I love you. Always have. Always will. —Dad

" Yes. How many times do I have to prove to you that I do love you and that you can trust me? " © #KCMmuoe

“I won’t use the camera to capture our moments anymore. Those days are behind us. We can start fresh, without any of that. Please, Ivy, don’t curse me without hearing the full explanation first. I love you. I’ve always loved you. Those photos were part of how we showed that love. You trusted me. You let me see you completely. It wasn’t wrong. It was us.” She looked at me, tears slipping down her cheeks. Her voice was small and broken. “I’m still confused. I find it hard to believe everything you’re saying. You’re the only one I trust right now, the only one I remember in my head. So I really hope you’re telling the truth. Nothing will change if you’re honest with me. But I need to know. I ne

And I trust Imogene. “I don’t like the idea,” I admit, letting my voice drop lower. “But I trust you, Imogene, and that’s what matters. I can’t control you, and I don’t want to. I love you too much to try. Just… do whatever you wanna do. I trust you, really.” She looks at me, her expression softening, and before I know it, she’s wrapping her arms around me. The warmth of her body against mine makes the tension ease.

" I don't know where everything went wrong and where I failed to make it sure you trust me from the very beginning. But I hope you take your time and make yourself happy. Because I will make sure you will experience the most beautiful love. Trust me! I will make you mine and I will make sure you will know me better!"

"You love her. You might go back to her. I mean, she's pretty, you've been with her for a long time and—" "I don't love her." I looked up at him, my brows raised. "Huh?" "You heard me," He chuckled. "I said I don't love her. Not anymore. And I need you to trust me." My shoulders sagged and I leaned away from him, into the banister. His hold around me loosened. "How do I trust you?"

It was clear now just how easily she could be manipulated. "I have many enemies and do not know who they are. With Raina, I already know who she is and what she is capable of," I said, and she clung to me, her eyes wide with desperation. "You can trust me, Tristan. I love you," she insisted, her voice trembling. I fought the urge to laugh at her blatant delusion.

I was very sure that she must have been wanting to ask me that question for a very long time. This was the perfect opportunity for her to ask. "I totally get if you don't trust me. There is no way I would want you to be my sex toy. I love you so much, and I wouldn't be lying to you." I didn't even know when that came out of my mouth. She sat up properly, and I bet she didn't believe what I just told her. I wasn't expecting her to believe anyway, especially given the fact that it was coming from me: "What do you mean by you love me? Are you okay, Tristan?" She queried me.