Love And Friendship By Jane Austen 소설 & 이야기

"Was it love at first sight? Or did I have to win you over?" "Alright, Miss Bennett, I'll tell you." "What?" Her face was confused, so it was my turn to grin at her. "It's from 'Pride and Prejudice'. There's a chapter where Elizabeth makes Darcy account for his falling in love with her. It's one of my favorite parts of the book, and it never gets put into the movies." Sarah nestled in closer. "Yup, just like that, then." "When I opened the door, I couldn't move. I'd never felt like that before, about anyone."

All I could feel was pain, growing sharper and sharper. "Here, take a handkerchief—your eyes are tearing up," Marie whispered, offering me one. I took it and wiped the corners of my eyes. I was thankful we were standing far enough from the main families; there was no way they could see me from this angle. Even crying hurt. "Love is like a puzzle," Victoria continued, her voice dripping with false inspiration. "There is one person in the world who completes another, and when they meet, everything just falls into place."

She questioned with her hands on her chin as she stared at me in a kind of inquisitive manner. “When love locates you, you don't even need to pull strings.” I stated and though that wasn't really true,I wasn't about to tell her that my marriage with Arthur was arranged as that would only make her feel like all the damned theories that were brewing up in her head was actually true.

"I want you to know that I appreciate everything you've done, not just for Bloom and Liam, but for me as well. You're an incredible woman, Ana, and I'm lucky to know you." Ana's heart skipped a beat at his words, and a warm smile graced her lips. "Thank you, Austin. I feel the same way about you. You're a true friend." They continued to dance, their connection deepening with every step. In the midst of celebration and happiness, amidst the fairytale ending of one love story, another chapter was quietly being written—a story of two people who had found not just friendship, but a genuine connection that had the potential to lead to something beautiful.

She smacked my arm playfully, "Nah, that's not what I want. You can just start by speaking to her. You know what women want, why are you acting naive? You might end up falling in love with..." "Hold it there. I can't fall in love with her ever. I would rather chew hot iron and walk on coals instead." She threw her head back and laughed at me. "never say never. I mean, it's just what? The beginning of a new friendship could progress into more. Do you know that any kind of love that doesn't have the basis of friendship is nothing?" I sighed and hissed. "You could make yourself useful by helping out with sorting out these files if that's not a bother."

They settled on the couch, and Marianne handed Ethel a warm mug, her gaze filled with empathy. "Take your time, Ethel. I'm here for you," Marianne said, her voice a gentle reassurance. Ethel took a sip of the tea, the warmth soothing her frayed nerves. "I just don't understand, Marianne. Everything felt so genuine, and now it's like I was living in a dream." Marianne listened attentively as Ethel poured out her feelings, the words a cathartic release of the pain she had been holding inside. The silence that followed was filled with shared understanding, a testament to the bond of friendship that transcended the complexities of love.

Jimmy said to Susan. She laughed. “She’s going to be a famous writer. She’d better have some opinions on literature.” “Fine,” Kimia glared at me. “Jane Austin. She had some great leads.” “Darcy was an asshole to Elizabeth, Bingly let himself be talked away from Jane, Wickham is just a bastard, Wentworth treated Anne like shit because she refused him as a teenager, Edmund Bertram was obsessed with the pretty new girl and forgot about Fanny, Ferras fell in love with Elanore when he was engaged to someone else, Brandon was still hung up on his dead ex, and let’s face it. Nobody cares about Northanger Abbey.”

It’s slightly complicated but people just find it so cute the whole situation and all of 2 best friends dating 2 other best friends. I mean it’s not crazy we all go to the same campus, run in similar circles, one girl has a brother on the team and one is the coaches daughter and therefore go to the same parties. It’s not like we met through each other, whilst I was kissing Emerson on the balcony, Austen was chatting up Josie in the living room. The night probably the best one for both of us really since we both scored the girl of our dreams. We wouldn’t have it any other way. “No we definitely can’t have that. Austen told me once that he brought donuts but ate them before he got home and did

and Sarah started to laugh. “This is not a book for a man, and no way for a king. You should read “The Art of War” from Sun Tzu, not “Pride and Prejudice”. Jane Austen would turn in the grave if she knew that you are one of her readers.” and she giggles without realizing. Hearing her , Patrick’s heart skipped a beat. “Love is not just for women. It’s for men too. Even for those prideful ,arrogant and self-righteous men.”