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Her words hit me like a cold splash of water across the face. "I'm not pushing him away," I said weakly. "Then what would you call what you are doing?” She asked, with a raised eyebrow. “You are somehow convincing yourself he doesn’t love you, when all his actions prove that he does. Heck! he fucks you like he’s trying to get into your skin.” I stared at my wine glass, shaking my head. "No. I don’t think… he doesn’t love me. The sex is just good.” I whispered. "You are scared babe, and it’s okay." Mila's voice softened.

I asked, knowing exactly what he meant. “You know exactly what I’m talking about, Michael,” Jayden said, stepping closer. “You like her, don’t you? Don’t play dumb. You like her, right?” He baffled me. “Nonsense,” I replied. “You know I don’t believe in that stuff. You know who I am—the son of the man I am. Things like that don’t exist in our world. You should know that too, Jay. Besides, love is an illusion. Total scum.” A part of me wanted to agree.

She looks so fragile in that moment. So this is what he likes? My eyes snap to hers. The look in her eyes says otherwise. Love? “I’m not sure you’re capable of that, Sharon,” I say. “You only know how to love yourself.” Silence settles between us. Cold. Final. “We’re over,” I say, pulling the ring off my finger and throwing it at him. I pick up my purse. My luggage. And walk toward the door. “You’re unlovable, Anastasia,” Tristian says behind me. “Men don’t like women like you.”

Thinking about the nonsense he brought to me Love! That word should be synonymous with deception. It is an elaborate hoax. A word that stupid people use to take advantage of their less intelligent counterparts. Love is a bullshsit idea promoted by delusional writers to earn money. I don't believe in it. Not parental love and certainly not romantic love. That's even more dumb and pointless.

--- Ariana exhaled slowly. --- “That sounds like I’m not real anymore,” she said. --- Oliver looked at her. --- “You’re real,” he said. --- A pause. --- “But they’re controlling how real you appear to others.” --- That explanation settled heavily. --- Because it meant one thing. --- Reality wasn’t just what existed. --- It was what was recognized. --- Ariana leaned against the locker. --- “So this is the consequence,” she said. --- Oliver nodded. --- “Yes.” ---

After several long moments where Nyla felt like she was about to explode, they broke apart, both panting. Nyla blurted out, “I don’t know what romantic love is, Eason, but I know I’m happiest with you, and it hurts to think of being apart. And that kiss did something funny in my chest I don’t think I can explain.” Eason broke out into a shining grin Nyla could see even in the darkness. “I’ll take it.” He leaned down and kissed her again under the light of the stars.

Kwame added. “You must be high on cheap drugs, Tenison can you hear yourself?" Kwabena questioned. “Yes, I can hear myself, I think this marriage was based on lust, not love. Perhaps I saw it to be love, or lust or maybe something like that, I dunno." Kwame added. “My friend, you better sought whatever is going on in your head, rubbish," Kwabena replied. “Ad3n aa, it wasn't based on love, if you didn't love her why then did you marry her?" He inquired.

Although the noblewomen mocked her by giving her name : "Lord Jean's little whore," She study how to read and write, spending many evenings by the fireplace reading classic love stories for Jean while he braided her hair. "Love," she mused one evening with a saddest romance book in her hand. "Does it really exist? Is love real? Master, I am taught that there is no such thing called love; It's an illusion, the only real thing is called lust. Lust and desire, force that drives men and women to have sex and produce offspring so that their clan does not become extinct."

But my lips' arc is still there. “Then, Your Highness, allow me to say," I pause. His eyes glow, as I can see from them. They must be waiting for my reply. But I'll let him down in the end. “Love…” I go on, but I pause again. I let go of his cheeks and take three steps away from him after that. I reach for my hat with my hands. I'm still grinning at him. "...occurs when you stop seeing someone's wrongdoings. When everything seems unreal, it is when you are blindly accepting the person’s evilness. Love is destruction, Your Highness.”

That's why I will never fall in love. "What is love? It is an illusion in itself. There is nothing like love in this world. I could have never guessed that you believe in love. Love is just physical attraction. The needs and hormones that our body has created. That's it" she said and I was shocked. She doesn't believe in love, and that's not good for my plan. I have to make her fall for me and I can't if she thinks like this. "So you have never fallen in love with anyone?" I asked carefully.