روايات وقصص ضمن Is Ready To Love Coming Back

“They opened their doors and discarded me. Told me I couldn't fulfill my full contract and that they'd come back from time to time for repayment.” “I didn't even have the strength to hate them anymore. I just wanted to be free." She lifts a shaking hand and brushes my cheek with her fingertips. "I wasn't ready to see you again, Cairo. I wasn't ready to let my baby see me. Not until I saw the news about you.” “But now that I'm back, I need you to know that I never stopped loving you. I never blamed you either for killing my mom because... she took something from me.”

"So do we move forward? With all these fears?" "I think we have to. Because the fears won't go away. We just have to decide if the love is bigger than the fear." "Is it? For you?" I think. Really think. "Yes. The love is bigger. Not by much. But enough." "Same. The love is bigger. Barely. But it's there." "So what now?" "Now we stop waiting for perfect readiness. Because it's not coming. We're as ready as we'll ever be." "Are you saying—"

"The exact moment I knew I was ready. The exact moment I knew I could stop being afraid. The exact moment I knew I could let myself love you. The exact moment I knew I was home. The exact moment I knew I was whole. The exact moment I knew I was yours. The exact moment I knew I was free. The exact moment I knew I was alive." "Ready for what? What were you ready for?" "Ready to stop being afraid. Ready to stop running. Ready to stop hiding. Ready to stop pretending. Ready to stop fighting. Ready to stop resisting. Ready to stop doubting. Ready to start living. Ready to start loving you the way you deserve. Ready to be the man you need. Ready to be the man I was always meant to be. Ready to be

“You really seem to have withdrawn into yourself the past few days, I feel like you aren’t really ready to leave here and go back to your own world.” “You are spot on. I love the colony, and my family, but so much has happened, and none of it good. I just know there is a world of shit waiting for me to face it when I go back, and I am not looking forward to it at all.” My shoulders dropped, some tension releasing, even from just saying the words out loud. “That guy that you were with that you caught cheating; do you still love him?” She asks, studying my face, waiting for my answer.

What a crazy bastard. “All right! Since we are clarifying things then let me make some things clear, too. I won't ask for your love or for your fucking affection, attention, or whatever the fuck it is. I'm not married to you because of love but because of money, if you won't give me love then okay! I don't care! But, if you don't give me your payment then be sure to watch your back, you got that?!” Heart said, trying to stop herself from killing the man in front of her. ‘What the hell! This guy is so annoying, I feel so bad for your future wife but I am your wife right now so I feel bad for my fucking self!’

He gets closer. "But, I know you don't love him... I've seen the way you look at him but that's not the way you look at me. I saw how you guys kissed tonight. Ew! Gross! That's not the way we kiss, Camilla. What we have is magical... Let's bring that magic back, baby. Let's just get back together and stop torturing each other already. I want you. And I love you. Just say you love me back..." His eyes bore into mine.

This was about vengeance. I set the phone down, fingers trembling, then curling into fists. Let them think I was gone. Let them believe they had buried me. Because I was back. And this time, I wasn’t their prey. I was the fire coming for them in the dark.

My back was away from the entrance. "The man over there." He pointed out and I turned to the see the last person I expected to show up. Kyle? What was he doing here? He was already close. "Sweetheart, sorry I'm late." Kyle apologized kissing my cheek. I was stiff as a board but had to keep the cutting smile on my face. "It seems that he made it after all." Mrs Cooper announced obviously pleased that my 'husband' was present. They wanted an interior designer who understood the importance of family relationship.

I want to go back. Not because I have decided everything is fine. It is not fine. The folder on the kitchen counter is still real and what it contains is still what it contains. But I love him. I know the shape of that love from every angle now and distance has not changed it. I am not going back because he said I love you and I cannot resist it. I am going back because I have done my inventory from a safe distance and the inventory is honest and the honest version still contains him.

The words bring the water right back into my eyes but for a completely new reason. "I am proud of me too" I admit quietly, a sad smile on my face as my vision becomes blurred by the tears. "I'm very loved, and that love isn't going anywhere" I speak it into existence, and through the blur I can see Dr Lawrence nod along with me. "That love is here to stay" She reaffirms delicately. "I don't think I'm ready to get married" I confess with a sad laugh. "But I know that I'm loved and that it's all going to be okay" My lip quivers as I say the words aloud. "Everything will be okay Amelia" Dr Lawrence says quietly.