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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.

“The annoying part is, anytime I tried to enquire if his leaving me was as a result of something bad I did to him, he kept saying it had nothing to do with me, but rather with him.” “Mum. I have a feeling there was a force he couldn’t control and he was scared to tell you of it openly in your face.” “Whatever it is. I’m glad I didn’t allow it ruin me a second time. I thank God I’d you then.” Drawing close to hold her in a tight hug. She spoke over her shoulders. “You’ve been my strength all these years. Finding true love cannot be guaranteed. Unrequited love is indispensable. True love cannot be defined, but when it happens, it flows effortlessly with no need of stressing or forcing yourself

I heard many speeches and quotes throughout this day but as I stood in the middle of West Lane's function hall in my graduation gown, the one quote that kept playing in my head was a quote from a book that I read a long time ago. I'll tell you...what real love is. It is blind devotion, unquestioning self-humiliation, utter submission, trust and belief against yourself and against the whole world, giving up your whole heart and soul to someone who smites it. Charles Dickens pretty much sums up what it feels like when love is unrequited in Great Expectations and what it feels like to love you, Adrian. I didn't even see you at all today but you are the only one I kept thinking about. I know tha

My fingers brushed the engraving as if it could answer the questions I carried, as if it could promise some future where honesty wouldn’t cost so much. I watched Genesis marvel at the swirling flakes, her laughter rising like a blessing. Her innocence was a balm and a wound all at once. What would it mean for her to know the truth someday, to understand the love I could not name, not for her sake, not for his, and not for mine? I wondered if he felt this ache too, wherever he was, the love that could not be spoken living quietly in gestures and gifts, in messages sent across oceans, in silence held between sentences.

In that quiet palace garden, amidst the blooming flowers and gentle breeze, they continued their walk, both carrying the unspoken truth that they loved each other deeply but were bound by duty and circumstance. As they continued their enchanting stroll, Aloha couldn't ignore the tension in the air, the feelings they both harbored but feared to express. The unspoken affection wove its way between them, like a subtle melody that played softly in the background—a love unspoken, yet undeniably present, making each moment together a captivating and mysterious journey of the heart.

The binding shows the care of someone who treasured it, who filled its pages with truths too heavy to voice aloud. Serena had found it yesterday among Flora's belongings at her apartment—sealed with a satin ribbon the color of midnight, with one word embossed on the front in elegant gold-ink script: "Unspoken." When she'd handed it to him, their eyes had met in silent understanding. This wasn't meant for her to read. Perhaps it wasn't meant for anyone. Perhaps it wasn't meant for him. Lucas wasn't sure if he had the right to open it. To trespass into her most private thoughts after everything he'd done—after every accusation, every cold shoulder, every time he'd chosen to believe the worst r

Their tender exchange unfurled within the halls of the mansion, a poignant depiction of unanticipated love intertwined with the echoes of unspoken truth and unwavering companionship. As they navigated the complex terrain of their rekindled love, Jace and Marvis delved deeper into the labyrinth of their emotions. "Marvis, the resonance of our unyielding love has surpassed the echoes of our tumultuous past. It's a testament to the healing power of unspoken truths," Jace affirmed, his voice buoyed by unyielding hope. Marvis, her eyes reflecting the depth of their shared love, echoed his sentiments with an unwavering affirmation. "Jace, our unyielding love signifies the triumph of healing and un

I’m afraid that saying them out loud would break the only connection we have left. ​I guess this is what they call it. This is the quiet, heavy reality of UNSPOKEN LOVE.

"I wanted to pursue you back then. I even found out where you lived. The next day, I had a sudden mission... I'm sorry. I..." I hugged Joshua tightly, realizing for the first time that people would cry when they were happy too. … Just when Joshua and my lips were about to touch that day, Lina and Jack, who barged in, interrupted us. Outside the coffee shop, Joshua waited at the door to open it for me. I skipped to his side, and we kissed in the bright sunlight. Our fate was rekindled. I heard that my hometown held a fireworks show on my wedding day, burning through all the Jenner family's money and blinding Lina's greedy eyes. However, this small news was easily overshadowed by my wedding to

replied Lovina. Though Lovina remembers clearly that she dropped the novel because it was driven by an unknown guy who last night sneaked into her house without permission. "Hurry in, then the fried rice will be cold hunted." orders Rana then moves into the house leaving Lovina who is still in the village looking for her friend's novel.