Love For Two Lives Novels & Stories

The same emptiness I’d seen for years. “Two lifetimes,” he said. “I never loved you in either of them.” “Because she’s not worth loving,” Vivian said sweetly. “I am.” “No.” I shook my head and stumbled backwards, turning away. “No, that’s not true. Dominic loves me, he would never—” They were both laughing, her bloated fingers sliding down his chest. The sound chased me down the corridor long after the vision was gone, long after I’d clapped my hands over my ears and begged it to stop.

Adeline shifted onto her side so they were facing each other, her eyes lingering on his face for a long moment. “Why are you looking at me like that?” Jason asked, amused. “Do you love your mom very much?” Adeline asked softly. “Of course,” Jason replied without hesitation. “Do you know,” Jason continued, looking into her eyes, “there are only two women I truly love in this world. The woman who gave birth to me, and the woman who is by my side right now.” Adeline smiled as she listened. “I’m the same,” she said. “There are only two men I love in this world—the man who raised me, and the man who is by my side now.”

Nathan thought for a while, "Now the government's public opinion control is very strict, perhaps We can only start from life, and now the dramas they like to watch are all related to marriage and love, or we can also write one that combines the background of the times, and I happen to have an outline in my hand!" Marriage and love in this era are nothing more than It was an arranged marriage and free love. Laura thought of Hanas Maria's marriage. Although she felt regretful about it, she couldn't do anything about it. Perhaps it was what she could do to bring people more thinking through drama. And she was also deeply affected by it, so she promised Nathan, "I will write to you!" Nathan saw

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'There are two basic motivating forces: fear and love. When we are afraid, we pull back from life. When we are in love, we open to all that life has to offer with passion, excitement and acceptance, In all the world, there is no love for you like mine. Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.' ❤❤❤❤ LOLLY ❤❤❤❤

"I still remember when first time I saw you in the mall when we were doing shopping for Abeer's and Krisha's wedding. I think I fell in love with you at the first sight only. " "I know it must be sounds like cliche but yes I fell in love with you at the sight. There is one person in my life and he is the reason of what I am today. And that person is my brother, my best friend, my everything Abeer." As he said that Aakash look at Abeer who was standing shock as he was not expecting this. He moved towards to hug Aakash.

“That’s where you’re wrong. It’s quite the opposite actually. Loving her has given me the strength to do what I should have done years ago.” “Oh yeah? Well it’s clearly also making you stupid. What exactly is your plan here? You just gonna shoot me? You and I both know you would just end up in a jail cell.” “I don’t think you’re fully understanding this. I don’t care. I would kill for her. I would spend the rest of my life in jail for her. I would do anything for her. That’s where your plan to torture me failed. I bet you didn’t count on me loving her enough to destroy my own life to save hers did you?”

I even doubt that I'll still be able to be loved when my only mate- the one who was meant for me didn't even felt any love for me. Well, I won't even ask for another guy not to even expect to have one. I'm so done with everything. All of this at already enough and I don't want to add something to make me break out again. Besides, I can't have two mates. It's him... Only him, yet it's impossible for our worlds to collide again. We were just some kind of asymptotes who will approach each other although we're not meant to be together and that's definitely as fucked up as my life.

The room seemed to hold its breath, attuned to the silent exchange between the two souls who had navigated life's storms hand in hand. "Larry," Sophia's voice, a delicate whisper tinged with both love and sadness, echoed in the quiet space, "you've been the love of my life, and I'm grateful for every moment we've shared. I love you more than anything." Larry, his own voice carrying the weight of unspoken emotions, leaned in, his lips tenderly meeting her forehead in a gesture that spoke volumes. The touch was a silent promise, a bittersweet communion that transcended words. "Sophia, you're the love of my life too. You've shown me the depths of love and strength. I'll cherish you weathered jo