Novel & Cerita Law Of Love

"If it had so little power, leaving would be easy. It wouldn't be so hard to let go and forget." Emma watched as Eric spoke. She wasn't still im support of all that he was saying and her ideologies about love are not going to change. "Love gives life so much colour, why don't you see it that way." "If you say love breaks. It mends even the worst of all heart. So, don't say it doesn't mend." "If you say so," Eric said. "Not if I say so, that's what it is." "Stop fighting love, Eric. It comes like a thief in the night, you never expect it to show up but it does."

Gaining a little bit of control, I faced her and was about to say all that to her when she squeezed my shoulder, that warm smile still on her face and said. “You have nothing to worry about or be ashamed of. I’m not here to judge you. Love is not a crime, and you won’t get punished for simply loving someone. Love is blind; we don’t get to choose who we fall in love with. Look at me,” she chuckled wistfully, remembering something. From her expression, I could tell it was something pleasant.

But I know this version of me is learning something essential: Love isn’t proven by proximity. It’s proven by what you do with the distance.

--- My brother speaks to both of us, handing my arm to Ethan and going to sit near our mother. Ethan approaches me slowly, leaving a kiss on my forehead. We walk together through the small piece that was missing, standing in front of the judge, starting the most magical day of our entire lives. "We are gathered on this beautiful Sunday afternoon to celebrate love. Love got you two here despite all the obstacles, because we know that love is not easy, it requires courage and a lot of strength from those involved. To love someone is an action followed by a feeling. For love without gestures dies quickly, being carried away by the tide to be lost in the ocean."

“You don’t get to love anyone but me.” Amelia slapped his hand away. “I would rather die.” Lawson’s smile twisted. “Careful what you wish for.” He turned away, pacing. “You embarrassed me,” he continued. “You defied me. You slept with my cousin.” Amelia’s voice shook but stayed strong. “You never loved me. You bought me.” Lawson stopped. Slowly turned. “You think love is gentle?” he asked softly. “Love is possession. Control. Obsession.” He stepped toward her again.

“You knew and still you fell in love with him?” “I’m seventeen. Sue me.” “Is it legally possible for your parents or teachers to file a legal case against you for that?” “What? No! That was just an expression.” “I see. It is interesting how the act of falling in love defies logic.” “Well, you ain’t seen nothing yet, Mr. Logic. Do you even know the definition of love?” “Yes, it is the process wherein neurochemicals such as dopamine and oxytocin produce increased heart rate, loss of appetite and sleep.”

The one that had caught her attention from the very beginning. “If either of us says ‘I love you,’” he read slowly, each word careful and deliberate, “the contract terminates automatically. No negotiation. No exceptions. No take-backs.” “I need to understand why,” she said. “Really understand.” He set down the contract. Leaned back in his chair. For a long moment, he was quiet. “Love changes things,” he finally said. “It creates obligations that contracts can’t define. Expectations that rules can’t capture. When you love someone, you start to need them in ways that can become… dangerous.”

Yet, when he thought about it now, it shocked him to see how cold and calculating that was. He had never believed in the concept of love at first sight, except maybe for his parents. It didn't seem logical to him. People met, and if they were attracted to each other, had similar interests and enjoyed everything from barbecue to sex, there was a real basis for a relationship. But not this, where his heart was engaged almost from the beginning. Where he was so besotted with a woman he hated to ever let her out of his sight.

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

She screamed. “Ohhh little lover, He is fucking your obsession, not love. You just want to get in his pant because he never gives you a chance. HE IS NOT YOUR LOVE” he gritted out” it's just a law of attraction you attract to the person who doesn't give you any value, but you run away from the person who gives you everything” He yelled, clenching her jaw tightly. “Why did you do this” She cried like a baby crying for her favourite toy.