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she replied And yeah watching the smiles on their face, watching as they clinged together, I could not help but think if I could ever find someone who loved me as much as they loved each other. Cos despite the trials and everything, there love had remained strong, unquenchable and unbroken. Still there, pure and unbreakable. I want nothing but that kind of love that survives through every storm and maybe someday, who knows? REV. Every time with her by my side, I could not believe it was real, that I finally had her by my side. It was good too real to be true, and it was so perfect, so pure and magical, I'd never felt so whole like I had with her.

I also hold my eyes "Yeah, your eyes are swollen," she said, smiling triumphantly while I looked down sadly. "This," I said, handing her the money. I hurriedly grabbed my book parcel. "You can't lie to me," shouted the woman who kept the cashier, forcing me to run too quickly getaway ******* "Hiuffff," I threw my body roughly onto the mattress. Grabbing the book I bought earlier. For a moment, my heart trembled to read the title of the book. have I reached this stage? this pain is my unrequited love

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable."

I decided to make a romance novel about a girl that left on her wedding day to pursue her dreams and after a long time will meet again her past lover. I’m really excited about this plot. I think it will be popular for girls and will be inspirational for them. They can learn life lesson, and can be prepared of what to choose over their dreams or love in the future. Love is unpredictable anyway. Maybe we can learn from this story but we all have different destiny. I hope Ms. Amanda will approved my story. I really hope so. While I’m waiting for the email of Ms. Amanda, someone approach me. She is a girl with a short hair and with a big eye glasses. She smiled on me and so did I.

They just could not bear the thought of me dying and leaving their guilt forever unresolved. I was never a daughter to them, just a vessel to patch up their regret. Now, they were willing to destroy Chloe for their own selfishness. I fought against the binding force—the burning pain seared through my very soul. Yet, I refused to give up. Chloe had a future, and I had my own path to follow. Perhaps it was my resolve, but I broke free of the restraints. At the same instant, both my parents coughed up a mouthful of blood.

I said, trying to keep my voice steady, "I'm sorry, but this year… I might not be able to make it to the family reunion, because..." "That's unacceptable, Catrina," she snapped, cutting me off. "Luca's brother managed to fly in from Italy with business on his plate. There's no excuse." Then she hung up. Just like that. Cold. Dismissive. Exactly like her son. I stared at my phone for a moment, then shoved the ring, worth a cool million dollars, into my pocket. I was done being ruined in silence. If I was leaving, I was taking something with me. I wanted to leave with my daughter.

How he sulked like a kicked puppy over the room arrangements, how his stupid chuckle made my stomach flip, how his smile — rare and real and devastating — makes my heart race even now just thinking about it. My cheeks are hot despite the cold. My pulse won’t settle. I know the answer. I know the stupid, pathetic, terrifying answer to Rayana’s question. But I shake my head anyway. “I don’t know,” I admit. “I don’t… I don’t know if I’m capable of loving someone anymore. Of loving him correctly.” Rayana’s expression softens. The sharp edges fade, and for a moment she looks almost human. Almost kind. “You are,” she says quietly. “Trust me, Ember. The broken ones love hardest. We just need longer

Just give me the strength to unlove him, lord. Just take this loving heart from my chest and make it void. ******* Do try my other stories, I am sure you will love it too. Please share your feedback, and give this book 5 star.

Love. It can be a wonderful thing. But I also learned it could be dangerous. This girl broke my heart and cost me a large sum of money! The pain it caused is why I stayed away from love all this time. The thought of having my heart ripped apart was too much to bear. I didn't know what I was getting into when I put myself out there to the person I loved. The person I thought I wanted to be with trampled all over my love. And then, as if that wasn't enough, I had to pay her to keep my disability a secret. And I can't believe now that I've returned from Colorado, all of a sudden, after all these years, she is calling me constantly. But I could never relive that kind of pain again.

Still, he insisted, "This isn't an act. I love you. I can't live without you." "Perhaps you're just used to having me around," I countered. "No, it's not that," he protested. "I've never doubted the love we once shared. I believe you truly loved me, and I truly loved you. But times have changed. We both have new paths to follow. Maybe… We're just no longer right for each other in this stage of life." I looked into his eyes and saw a trace of resignation. Deep down, he seemed to understand that the rift between us was irreparable. However, he was reluctant to face the truth.