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Oh, my god Kat, you dirty girl,’ she chuckles as I close my eyes, smiling. ‘You know if you want, he can be ours’ she says as I close my eyes, smiling at myself. “In another life. In this one? We do not need a ma. Not after what happened with Xavier,” I say to her as I close my eyes, fighting back the tears that threatened to fall. ‘Kat’ she whispers. “We do not need love, Sage. Not everyone gets to find love in life. Some are meant to be alone, and we are part of some,” I say loudly, reminding myself of reality.

“The truth is, Kayla has never done anything but good for this company. She works harder than anyone I know. She’s kind, she’s loyal, and she’s always there for everyone who needs her. And as for her personal life— that’s none of your business. None of our business. It doesn’t change who she is. It doesn’t change the fact that she’s a good person.” Miss Soo-Jin nodded, her eyes filled with conviction. “And you’re wrong about her being a mother. She is a mother— in heart, if not by blood. She loves that child with everything she has. She’s raised him, she’s cared for him, she’s given him a good life. That’s what makes a mother, Penelope. Not blood. Not paperwork. Love. And you were going to d

"You won't be happy if you marry without love." "Who says I don't love him? I could kiss him in front of you to prove my feelings." Caterina said firmly. She pulled Luka closer, wrapped her arms around his neck, and forced him to look down slightly. With a quick movement, she kissed him on the lips.

I wish I could take the pain she feels away. “I want you around now, too.” “Are you sure about that?” “Loving Caterina doesn't mean I love you any less. I don't feel like I should have to say that out loud, but I will in case it helps.” How much have I failed her if she truly needs me to explain that?

"Do you like Jayden?" ............. Love is not a thing which can be enforced. When you feel all the things you can achieve, but that doesn't mean you can get love from someone.

I think I'm already kind of in love with him, but I know he's way out of my league. - Oh, stop it, Catarina! Don't come with that idea that he's out of reach because he's rich, that was some shit those idiots at our school put in your head and you have to forget about it, they were all idiots. - my friend said seriously. She was very angry because, as she said, love doesn't see bank accounts, and she was right. - Besides, we have to take risks in life, it's better to get hurt than to live thinking about what could have been. And this time you don't even need to worry about the condom. Although, a child of yours with Alessandro will be as beautiful as Pedro. - she said and laughed.

The thought that maya was always going to rule raghavan's heart caused an endless pain and longing in harshika. A bitter smile slipped off from harshika lips as she thinks about her unrequited love. Let her love remain unrequited for raghavan. If the person we love didn't requite our love means, it does not mean that our love is unworthy. There is no need to worry about our love being unrequited. We can live happily while carrying that love in our heart forever. Harshika decided to live like that.

Today I found out you were my second mate. I thought you would be good for me! Love me, not turn out to be like Kol, who you know something funny? Is just a little bit better than you right now. She lived with us, your mate lived with us and you knew and lied to me the whole time. Our whole relationship is a lie." I screamed at him. "It's not like that! Kat, please! I lov-" "Don't!" I cut him off. "Don't say 'I love you.' cause' it's not true! You don't want me, you shouldn't want me, and I shouldn't want you. We

“ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ғᴀʟʟ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ

I think I should call her one of these days. Ragini was surprised, even chuckled, when I told her that I hadn’t kissed Sumi, or any other girl for that matter. She didn’t believe me when I told her that I felt physical intimacy is something that should be shared only between two people in love. And I know I love Ragini—not because she is pretty, has beautiful eyes and smells like the first blossom of spring. I love her for the person she is. The way she crinkles her nose when she sees a beggar on the street, how she closes her eyes whenever we cross a holy place,