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In her hands and lifted above the air was a poster that read, “Get em, big boy, I believe in you, I love you.” She waved at him, noticing his attention was all now entirely directed to her, and smiled to him, blowing kisses in the air. In a gesture of a nod, James understood what she meant. His heart which had been cold, warmed up immediately as tears flowed down his cheek. He focused back, aimed, and thrust the ball straight into the basket.

“I've been playing it since I was a child?” “Really?” I asked in surprise sitting up, “Yeah, you sound like you're interested in my story” He glanced at me and focussed his eyes back on the road, “Of course, I am, you're my best friend, so I want to ask what inspired you to start playing basketball?” “Me?” “Hmmm, tell me who made you love basketball?” “It's my dad” “Is he a basketball player?” “He likes basketball he's so good with it, he had the passion for it, he would have become big if he had pursued it, but my mum never allowed him to do what he wanted, and eventually he died of depression”

So, the woman stayed in a luxury hotel on the other side of the country, she didn't pay attention to the man anymore, when he still sinking in his relationship with the lover, where she would have frustration from the lover, he ends up confronting the lover who was her husband his cousin's, where he can't stay away from his mistress. Even if they were totally lovers of other people, the woman in turn was simply that they could not live apart, when they fought, they still wanted to live together, but she had not given up on her lover. Meanwhile, at East Place Pleasures University. North East basketball star, Brenda Marlon, who was 18 years old, a basketball player, she was black and tall, pur

“Then let's burn for all I care. Let's see how brave you are when there's no crowd to cheer you on.” The game was no longer about love. It was about destruction — about revenge. And I had just gotten started.

Raw and irrational and almost adolescent in its bitterness. He looked at Luca with open contempt. Then at Damon. And said the cruelest thing he could think of: “When he leaves you, you’ll deserve it.” Silence. Rain. Blood. Damon’s hand steadied. Completely. Because there it was. The thing Matteo had never understood and never would. Love was not leverage. Not a transaction. Not a cage. Not a debt. It was choice. Messy. Risky. Human. And the reason Matteo would always lose was because he couldn’t comprehend being chosen freely.

Brody's POV "That was wonderful. I laughed when I saw Greg's face, he was also shocked." I told her as we walked into the house. "Basketball was my favourite highschool game, I played it with passion." "Surprisingly, I also loved basketball." I said. She chuckled and looked at me with a smirk. "You missed a shot." She reminded me. "Yeah, I was distracted." "By what?" She quickly inquired. I shrugged and Helen came out of the kitchen. "Just in time." She muttered and hugged Karen.

I say to her. "I think I understand what you mean. Liking and loving someone can be complicated," she says with a sigh. "Yeah you got that right and it's worth it, whether it's painful or filling there is something to be learned from experiencing it," I say to her with a small smile. "So when is the next time you're going to see this guy," she asks. "Tomorrow at his basketball game," I say feeling a light blush rise. "Hmm, yeah something definitely is different this time around…in a good way I see," she says whether to herself or me though, I'm not sure.

My smile widens at my boyfriend’s scowl. The old man offers him seven balls. Ben gives me a look and I shrug. He shoots one of the balls and it goes in. I plug my fingers in my ears and let out a shrill sound. The old man laughs, Ben shakes his head. I love him too. Ben misses the next one. I yawn and my arm wraps around myself at his next loss. He is staring intently at the basketball hoop. If he makes three straight wins, then we will get it. I don’t think that is possible. Basketball is not his thing.

"You should carry it with you everywhere, Kay. You get into trouble more often nowadays. And about Charlie, you don't have to worry. We will come on time…!!" After he left, I felt much better. My friend looks so happy these days. That's the magic e of true love. Even with mates, sometimes we can't find true love… Just like mine…!! 'Maybe, there is love beyond matebond, waiting for us…!!' Maya whispered in my head and a small smile crept on my lips.

In fact, I just want to cover up a confused brain. What should I do? What should I do? Does Dad know? "Go ahead. I know." Zhang Guowen seemed to hear the panic in her mind. "There are still thirty thousand..." Liu Liu could not stop, almost broke down and cried out. How can this money be enough? Zhang Guowen closed his eyes in Liu Liu's cry. Thirty thousand? He knew Liu Cui would leave, but he didn't expect her to be so cruel. For Zhang Guowen, life has exhausted all his energy. What is love? He doesn't understand. All he knew was that Liu Cui was his woman, he was a man, and he wanted to support the family.