Llevame Al Primer Amor Novels & Stories

"We've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. So, stop ruining my plans. Sign the divorce papers and come to the court tomorrow." "Ruining your plans? Have you gone mad? You've ruined our marriage by cheating on my best friend!" I protested. He laughed. "Bella and I knew each other before we met, Camari. She was my first love, the one I wanted to marry. Listen. I never loved you." His words pierced my heart like a sharp sword. The pain made me unable to speak for a while. I even had to lean against the wall, realizing my legs failed to support my body.

I intend to keep that promise. "MI amor, I dont know if you can hear me, but follow the sound of my voice. Come back to us. Please, please come back to us. I love, honor, and cherish you so much. I will love you through anything and everything, in poverty as in wealth, in sorrow as in joy, and will be true to you by Goddess' grace, trusting in her. I value you in my life as a precious gift. My love, my light, my luna, please. Please come back.

Yours sincerely, Your first love.

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" Not just some other man, her first love who wants her back why the hell did you do that? " © #KCMmuoe

"Ustedes dos se enamoraron a primera vista. (You two fell in love at first sight.)" 'What? Me? Love at first sight? Hmmm... maybe. He is a dignified man and I bet everyone will fall in love with him too. If I were to compare him to Kalantiaw...Why the hell am I comparing my husband to that jerk. They are not the same person. I should stop thinking about Kalantiaw. He is gone and we will never meet again. Even if he reincarnated, this world is too big for us to meet. I am Leticia and Amaya is just part of my memory.' A tiny voice whispered in her mind.

He tilted his head to the side with an amused look on his face. I realized the proximity of our faces and my face flushed. If only he moved a bit closer, our lips would touch. His strong cologne wafted through my nose and my mind went blank. My heart was beating uncontrollably like the first time he saved me at the cafe. What was this feeling????

When I was younger, I intentionally flunked my exams just to catch a glimpse of my parents. I quarreled with other people since that was the only way I knew how to get them to show up in my life. I craved their love, no matter how insignificant it was.

And the crushing weight of questions I still can’t answer. They say first love is less about perfection and more about discovery—the raw, unfiltered moments that shape who you become. For me, Carmen was that first love: the one who awakened feelings I didn’t know existed, and the one whose absence left a permanent scar. Even as the world pulled them apart, the memory of that first love stayed stubbornly alive, a fragile thread connecting me to a hope I wasn’t ready to give up.

“Hear me now when I say that I already know I love you. I love you, Leera Adams. I love your strength. I love your kindness. I love the way you make this townhouse feel like home for the first time since it was built. I love how you light up every room you enter, no matter where we go, and you don't even know it. I love watching you watch your favorite movies. I love the look on your face when you take your first sip of coffee of the day. I love the way your body fits perfectly with mine. Even if you weren't my second chance at having my soul mate. Even if you were just the human girl you thought you were when we met. Even though I've loved your soul before. I know now that it’s not just the