Love Yourself Poster Novels & Stories

Sasha sat quietly beside Chris’s hospital bed, her heart heavy as she looked at his unconscious form. She held his hand gently, her fingers tracing the back of his hand like they used to when they were kids. “I can’t wait for you to wake up,” she whispered, her voice barely audible in the silent room. “You wouldn’t believe the mess I’ve gotten myself into. I’m... I’m in love with the devil.” She let out a soft, humorless laugh. “Not literally, but it feels that way.”

I picked it up and saw a message on his Instagram, a pinned contact with no name, just a profile picture of a kitten. When I clicked on the profile, several selfies of Monica immediately filled my screen. Their chat was sickeningly sweet. Monica: "Reynold, did you enjoy it in the office today?" Reynold: "My little temptress, you're driving me crazy." Monica: "Reynold, how about we do it in the car tonight? We haven't tried that yet!" Reynold: "Sure! Anything you want!" Monica: "Reynold, I really want that newly released designer handbag ."

"Yeah. I told him 'no' from day one." "At least you didn't fall for his game, you weren't plagued by incredible innocence." Tom praised. "Most girls just don't even know what hit them since they're too enthralled by his attention." "I count myself lucky. I'd hate that feeling of knowing something I really should." I grumbled. "But, what I don't understand is why they don't remember." Tom gave me a sympathetic and patient glance. "Valentine, he's a Spirit user. Have you had a chance to study about them yet?"

"You have to make the deposit today or we will have him discharged." "Doctor please, don't stop your treatment. Please, I'll try and raise the money before the week runs out." "Miss Elah, the deposit has to be made today. I'm sorry." My Dad was the last person I wanted to call at that time. I would only be making things worse, especially at his present state. I couldn't see Dave anymore so I had to go back home. As I walked on the street, I came across a poster, where a billionaire was in need of a wife. The quality and criteria needed to apply were stated.

why I convinced her to marry me. but I can't trust any girl..it is not important for me to love her..or gain her love...for me important thing is trustworthy wife..so I am doing right thinking this I slept.. Laura's pov.. what he think of himself..in this half month he never called me once to say sorry for his behaviour...and now he is calling me just because his mom said him to do so..leave it..Laura..without thinking anything I slept..ny girl..it is not important for me to love her..or gain her love...for me important thing is trustworthy wife..so I am doing right thinking this I slept..