Ketulusan Cinta Novels & Stories

"This is different—" "Is it? Because from where I'm sitting, it looks like you're once again putting your needs last, convincing yourself you can handle something that's clearly hurting you, all for the sake of stability and security." She paused. "Thomas taught you that love means suffering in silence. But it doesn't, Ambelyn. It shouldn't." I closed my eyes, feeling tears slip down my cheeks despite my best efforts. "I don't love Klaus. We barely know each other anymore."

Too fast to even react or make a protest, Clay smirks as he crashes his lips unto him as the door closes. Now, tell me what could it be? But a rather skyline? “The most terrible loneliness is in loving someone completely, deeply, and without reserve and knowing you’re not loved that way in return.” ----- Anonymous -----

She recalled the day she and Sean were kissing intimately in the bathroom, with James standing even closer to them than she was now to him. Was James’s pain then the same as hers now, unbearable to the point of suffocation? No, his pain must have been even worse. So this was what love felt like. To love someone was to be unable to bear seeing others being close to them or claiming them as their own. But she had hurt James deeply, countless times. Like self-inflicted punishment, she stood motionless in the snow, staring at the darkened window. The next morning, Jessica and James left for the City Hall.

There was an undeniable sweetness to our connection, a pure and untainted love that transcended the confines of mere words. As our lips reluctantly parted, a sense of serenity washed over us, leaving behind a lingering echo of our shared love. In the silence that followed, there was an unspoken understanding between us, a silent agreement that our love was worth fighting for, no matter the challenges that lay ahead. It was a moment of clarity, a reaffirmation of the strength of our relationship and the depth of our commitment to each other.

“Will I be fine if the man I love ends up with another person? Are you kidding me? “You just said you love him,” she said. “That’s not the point, April,” I retorted. April squeezed my hand. “The point is that you love him but you don't want to suffer because of your love for him,” she said softly. “It is understandable that your relationship with Kael is a rare one.” “Rare? What's rare in a relationship that doesn't have peace? What's rare in a relationship that abhors secrets? What's rare in a relationship when we spend more time apart than together?”

Her hands held Kaylila's fingers tightly, as if she didn't want to let go again. "Where are we going?" Ask Kaylila. "To a place where no one will bother us. I just want to be with you. I'll do everything you want, all you want. But don't leave me. I beg you..." Please Genta again. Kaylila doesn't speak Genta's words. Usually Kaylila will soon collapse with persuasion Genta, after the quarrel occurs. But somehow this time Kaylila felt empty. No more compassion, compassion, sense of belonging, love for Genta anymore. Kaylila bit her lip. There was a bitterness that suffocated his chest. It's possible that the taste Kaylila had for Genta has disappeared.

"If I tell you I never stopped loving her,I never stopped dreaming,I never stopped wishing" "She loves you too,I can see that in her eyes,I'm in love with her and I know you know I am and honestly I don't wish to go into a competition with you...and I'm also not ready to get something that belonged to someone else" "Why?" "Because it doesn't last...one day she's gonna realize she lost something"Ian said and took a deep breath. "I want something that is gonna last forever" Isabelle stood by the door listening attentively,she'd just gotten there and she wonders what they were both talking about,she hopes it's not about her.

The glass cup fell to the ground with a sharp, shattering sound. Benjamin, his eyes red and wide with desperation, hurriedly picked up the document. He didn't even notice when the shards of glass ended up cutting into his fingers. "I was wrong. I really can't live without you… Why? How could I do something like that? I clearly love Selena the most," he cried. As if finally breaking down, he crouched on the floor and sobbed uncontrollably. Maybe he was remembering the beginning of our relationship. New lovers often sought to repeatedly reaffirm their importance in each other's hearts, and I would also deliberately do things he didn't like to test his tolerance for me.

William rebuked her. Closing her eyes, Carla replied, "William, I'm heartbroken. I'm not asking you to love me as much as you love Crista, but please don't dislike me. I know I've slept with other men, so my body isn't pure anymore, but my heart is. You're the only man I've ever loved, and I'll sacrifice anything to love you."

He sounded so sweet and his words sent shivers down my spine. I was prompted to pull him close as I scrolled through his hair with my hands. His cologne raided the air around me and I rested my head on his chest as he stood up on his feet. “I missed him, his touch, undeniably,” I whispered in my mind. “I miss you,” He whispered in my ears. It was as though he could hear my thoughts. At this point, I couldn't help it anymore. He felt the same way. The energy and tension around us.