In My Next Life I Refuse To Love You นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“I won’t. I can’t love anyone but you.” Ternen raised a hand to cup her cheek. “You will. I want you to. I don’t want you to wither in this pain, holding yourself back from life. You deserve better than that. And so does our pup.” She shuddered. “I loved you in this life, and I will love you in the next.” She bit her lip and closed her eyes, leaning her head onto his hand. “In this life and the next, my love. Until we meet again.” She shuddered. “Will I see you again?” She opened her eyes to see his watery eyes.

It makes me really sad. [3.6 Failed at suicide. Why can't I even choose to die? Life is unbearably painful. I can't go on.] [If there's a next life...] The black ink had blurred from my tears, and the words beyond it had become unreadable. I muttered, "Even though you already know, I still want to tell you that I really love you. I love you so much that I wish for another life with you." For a moment, it felt as if Samuel were standing right beside me again—still the lively, confident young man I remembered. I couldn't look away, mesmerized, unwilling to wake from the illusion.

I said, turning away. “And if I refuse?” he challenged. “Then I’ll take my money elsewhere. I’m not obligated to fund strangers if I’m not gaining anything from it,” I countered. “That’s cold and heartless.” “Nothing in this world comes without a price,” I replied, striding out through the back door. Jacob was waiting to take me straight home. Once inside my room, I kicked off my heels and hurled them against the wall in frustration. No, the night did not go as I had hoped.

“Please.” “I love you,” I whispered again. “Let’s meet in the next life.” My words slurred, my strength gone. And then, I let go. Darkness swallowed me whole.

My eyes are pretty hot, and I hate this. I fuckin hate this! I want to scream. So bad. "I'm already getting away with this Scarlett… There's nothing you can do, in our next lives, I hope we're sisters, that way departing from you will be hard." . .*

It was just Adiyan and me, in our moment. “I am sorry Adiyan. I didn't deserve you and your love. I was a shittiest mate anyone could ever have. I wronged and hurt you,” I lamented, my voice choking in my throat. I couldn't even breathe, there was no oxygen, as I bawled and murmured. “I love you too.” I knew there was a part of me which always belonged to him and will continue to do so until I die. “I know. Here, make this wo—rld a bett—er place. Next life—time and y–ou will only be m—ine, Kari.”

Or will any of my life that I will ever have. I will protect myself this time... I will protect this second life given to me and promise that I will never break... Not the second time...

"Vanessa and I are just friends now. Why won't you drop this, Audrey? Do you have any idea how controlling you're being? It feels suffocating to be in the same city and country as you!" I lifted my head and met his gaze. Then, I opened my phone and showed him my immigration application. "Don't worry. I'm applying for immigration to Almoria. You'll never have to see me again," I spoke clearly, making sure he understood every word. Owen stayed silent, his eyes locked on mine, his expression unreadable. I thought he'd be happy I was leaving, but there was no sign of relief on his face. A bitter grin spread across my face. He couldn't even bring himself to smile at me anymore.

he whispered, a tear trickling down his face. “You know when I first met you and you told me you loved me, I couldn’t believe that a man of your age and caliber would want someone like me but thinking back about the time we have spent together, I can’t help but want to relive those memories with you again babe. You are the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me and in my next lifetime, I want you and no one else” the tears continued to pour, it felt like someone ripped my heart apart. How could the universe snatch him away from me like this?

Broken dishes and shattered glass litter the floor so much it looks like the aftermath of an earthquake. "You think you're going to get out of this alive?" Logan hisses, his face inches from hers. "No, Mary Lou, not both of us. One of us is not walking out of here." He leans in closer, his eyes wild and unhinged. "But I really loved you, Mary Lou." Her heart sinks further, and she feels a deep exhaustion from all the crying, from all the terror. With a mix of irritation and despair, she musters the strength to speak. "Don't confuse your obsession with love, Logan."