Novel & Cerita Love Ends Freedom Awaits Novel

Leticia ran to the bridge and looked at the surging river below. I didn't expect that she was pregnant. I felt very ashamed for having loved such a scumbag. Ayden seemed to have gone through some mental struggle, and in the end, he said to me, "I'm sorry, Krista. Leticia is innocent. I will take care of her first." I wasn't surprised about his choice. He and Leticia returned. My life did not undergo much change either. Brian saw that my life was monotonous every day. He was afraid that I would be bored and introduced me to a friend of his.

She leaned back in her chair, content. Because the true success of love isn’t holding tightly. It’s letting go with trust. And somewhere in the heart of the city, two people were beginning again—carrying her lessons with them. And promising, silently and surely, to always come back home.

She thought Maisie was finally living like a normal human being and breaking free from the suffocating pressure. Chloe had never seen true love, so she mistook rebellion for it. After watching the videotape, she called her fiance and asked, "What do you think it means for a woman to truly love a man?" On the other end of the line, the young heir checked his watch and carelessly answered, "She does more, says more, puts in more effort, and gives more money." Chloe fell silent. She thought about the wedding gift Maisie had given Rupert when they got married, and how it was significantly more valuable than anyone else's.

I left immediately, sobbing through the streets, the weight of what I had done settling in my chest. The following years were an obedience I hated but endured. Evan demanded control over my choices, no forbidding marriage, but in return, I remained under his roof, under his thumb. Every day was a battle for autonomy, and every night, I went to sleep dreaming of freedom that seemed impossibly far away. And yet, even in that suffocating, controlled existence, I never stopped loving Dalton. When Evan finally died, I praised the heavens. Freedom, at last. I could explain everything to him without fear of retaliation from Evan. We could finally be happy.

The second she saw my red eyes, she knew. She calmly took the shirt from me. "Maybe Ava or one of the girls left it here when they brought their boyfriends over." I lowered my head, hands shaking. Not from sadness. From disgust. Yvonne clearly got the wrong idea. She lifted a hand and brushed my cheek, almost compulsively. "Jared, know what I like most about you?" Before I could answer, she answered herself. "Obedient." I'd heard that word more times than I could count.

“If Caroline falls, Hawthorne will challenge me. War at home, war at borders. I won’t ask loyalty you don’t owe. But I hope you’ll remain here, free, visible—proof that justice shifted.” Ophelia’s gaze traveled over blossom-dusted fields toward Ironclaw peaks. “Freedom means choosing where to heal.” She placed a hand over her chest. “My heart isn’t sure yet.” “Then give it time,” he said, voice raw. “I’ll earn each day.” Ash barked softly, tail brushing both their legs—bridge between wary souls. --- #### Night of Confessions Back in the keep Maeve prepared a simple guest room—far from the attic where dreams once tangled. Candles cast soft halos.

he started to doubt whether he should come to meet his promised mate. He didn’t want to drag her into this mess, yet he couldn’t stop himself from walking closer to her. The small girl at the end of his dream, where everything was still green and lush. Where the wind blew wherever it liked. He approached, his past following behind him. The red sky spread to her sky... the fire burned the greens and flowers to ashes. But even though the woman feared him, she was determined for her freedom. He sneered. [Freedom is the luxury for the strong.]

Especially when I know I might never get my freedom. My laptop screen is beginning to dim. I realized when I woke up in Adam's arms that this life was never going to be mine. This was the life of a woman who was free to love and trust. If I get my freedom, it will be at Adam's cost, and I will hurt the one man who has shown me what it's like to be cherished. And without betraying Adam, I can never taste freedom.

So, instead of being disappointed again, I just enjoyed my freedom and had fun in the city before finally deciding to go back to the Raevisia Apple Frost before dawn. =^._.^= ∫

I was determined not to give up on reaching my destination. The destination was very unclear in my apparent eyes but I could only see it in some sought of vision that I could not comprehend well especially when I thought of my present circumstances. A boy child whose manhood freedom has been captured by the known people who are in the mission to misuse his potential for their selfish good in the name of “I love you”.