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Like I've missed you too much Always miss you I can't deny it You are the only one That can make my soul Who ever dies becomes meaningful But now you're gone It's like being swallowed by the Earth Don't you realize What does your love mean to me? I don't know where you are I feel like I'm living my life without you Do you miss me there? Like I've missed you too much Always miss you Oh, yeah Oh-oh, I don't know where you are I feel like I'm living my life without you Do you miss me there?

"Before I met you, I had nothing. My past haunted me to the point where I couldn't breathe properly, even though I tried so hard, and for a while, I thought I wouldn't make it. "But, that was when I met you and all of a sudden, it wasn't so hard anymore. You made everything okay when I lost every ounce of hope I had left. Lani, I don't know anything about love but that... that's why this is everything. "You saved me from myself and no one will ever love you the way I love you, Larn. You're my life, you're the reason I breathe. Lani, I will love you in life and forever after that and I thank every moon, star and god for gifting me you, the mother of my child, my forever. I will love you, alwa

God knows from how many days. I kept crying with my baby in my arms. Is this my life. . . . Please like and comment. Thank you.

❤❤❤❤❤ ♪♪♪♪♪♪“Let out hearts stop and beat as one forever Draw me a smile and save me tonight I am a blank page waiting for you to bring me to life Paint me a heart, let me be your art I am a blank page waiting for life to start itself.”♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪ ★★BELLA★★

Diana’s POV I waited for a while, hoping Ciara would come back out, so we could settle things, but she didn't. I stood up, went closer to her room and heard her best song playing softly from the Bluetooth speaker on her phone. She was listening to her best song by Taylor Swift, titled LONG LIVE. It is a song about friendship where Taylor Swift celebrates the journey she shared with her band and fans, reflecting on memories, victories and the unbreakable bond they formed.

Tristan "Oh no, not I, I will survive," I savoured the taste of alcohol, the chorus and verses of the song blending seamlessly. Gently humming along to the tune, "Oh, as long as I know how to love, I know I'll stay alive. I've got all my life to live. And I've got all my love to give, and I'll survive." The song played in the background, as a barrage of questions swirled in my head.

I looked at the anguish in Carlo's eyes, and a pang rose in my chest. But that only lasted for a moment. "Carlo, no matter what you do, I won't love you." My voice was soft but clear. "I hope you can be your true self and live a good life." I gently pried his hand open. "Thank you for liking me." Blood dripped from his unbandaged knuckles. His eyes suddenly reddened, and a tear slid down his cheek.

"Thank you for having loved me so much. Even if we can't be lovers, let me at least be someone who can still protect you… like a brother." He opened his arms slightly, eyes reddened, a faint smile still clinging to his face. Tony had truly changed. And I—perhaps I finally had too. I smiled, stepped forward, and hugged him. He was alive. And I had finally found what gave my life meaning. The flicker of candlelight pulled me back to the present. Mrs. Gambino raised her glass, laughing warmly. "A toast—to the birthday boy!" Mr. Gambino joined in, clinking glasses with his son.

However, in this life, even after I stepped aside, they still didn't end up together? "Come home. The Truss family heir position was always meant for you. Your mother cries over that family photo every day. S-She really misses you." Dad's exhausted voice came through the phone, shocking me all over again. In my previous life, I waited a lifetime hoping they would really look at me and love me the way I loved them. Even when I died, that hope never came true. In this life, I had let everything go, yet now they were all scrambling to apologize to me. It was honestly laughable.

She ran her fingers lightly over the keys. She hadn’t touched this piano since the night before her engagement. Darren had sat beside her, teasing her for being too stiff. She could almost hear his voice now, low and playful, telling her to relax her shoulders, his hand ghosting over hers. She swallowed hard. That woman, the one who believed Darren’s smile, who thought love could conquer all was no longer here. “Celeste,” Ònààrà’s voice broke through her thoughts, soft but firm. She rarely used her new name, and when she did, it meant she wanted to remind her of the present.“You need to rest. The house will feel different tomorrow.”