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The painful tension of all the last months subsides, giving way to tenderness of the same universal scale. “I love you too*…” she purrs and rubs her cheek against his shoulder. Everyone, now you can die. Breathe this second. Happier to be simply impossible! Even if she's lying now. Lou can't believe so easily that such a creature can truly love him. So what, and let ... It does not matter. She's mine - mine - mine! *I love you too.

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Grace lets out a huff and looks back at her. "Tell me something, Olivia. What makes you madder? The fact that I'm married to Dex? Or that fact that Luca kissed me? I mean, who do you like more?" Olivia scuffed. "You don't deserve to be-," She started. "Olivia," I said softly. I heard her gulp with my back still towards her. Grace looks up at me. She looked nervous. "Go get dressed before your towel falls, please." She nods and walks around me. I look at Luca. He takes a deep breath as he looks at me.

Arthur buried his face in her neck, his body relaxing as he poured himself into her. Luna's arms wrapped around him, holding him close as she felt his warmth spread through her. She stroked his hair, her fingers gentle as they both floated back down to reality. Arthur lifted his head, his eyes locking onto hers, filled with a deep affection and adoration. "I love you," Luna whispered, her heart full. "I love you too." Arthur smiled, his lips pressing against hers in a soft, gentle kiss. They stayed like that for a moment, lost in each other, before Arthur carefully lifted Luna off his lap and laid her back on the bed.

"Yes, what happened had happened, I moved on from him." I smiled brightly. "I know, by just seeing how you love Mr. Soren." "Hey! You know it's embarrasing to hear that other people mention my feelings for him!" Karin shyly returned. But she's blushing and that was her cute side. I chuckled. "Shouldn't you be this proud that you love Mezakiel?" "Hmp, anyway! Where's your husband? The last time I saw him was when the toast ended?" I quieted myself, even I didn't notice that he's gone. But who cared, it's not that I should be looking at him to see where he's going all the time.

Or maybe it was the version of me he unlocked. The way we sang and laughed as if we were a couple who had been together for years amazed me. As we sang he leaned in again and this time he came in for a kiss! I leaned in too. Yes, I wanted to know how he tasted. I wanted to know if he could kiss. That was either going to kill this obsession I had with him or add embers that would make it burn harder. Our lips interlocked. His lips were soft and his mouth tasted sweet and smelled a little like bubblegum. Our tongues touched and embraced each other like they were old friends.

Jasmine Ito – POV The truth was simple. And that was what made it hurt the most. John was the only man I had ever truly loved. Not admired. Not respected. Not chosen out of duty. Loved. My fingers trembled as I wiped at the tears slipping down my face, but they wouldn’t stop. They came faster now, warmer, heavier—each one carrying a memory I couldn’t outrun. That night. It replayed in fragments. The way his lips found mine—not hesitant, not rushed… just certain. Like he had been waiting for that moment longer than either of us wanted to admit.

Together, they wove a tapestry of love, each thread intertwined with the others, strengthening their bond with every touch, every kiss, and every whispered promise. Their lovemaking was a symphony of sighs, moans, and the soft rustle of skin against skin. It was a celebration of their love, a defiant stand against the darkness that had threatened to consume Vivi. In this moment, they were invincible, their love a beacon that illuminated the shadows, rendering them powerless.

With a face that did not care, Laras got up and went into the room, ignoring his friends who were in the third world war. * * * Lovina swung her legs casually, her gaze staring at the moon shining perfectly round up there. Lips murmured following the lyrics of the song he was hearing on his aerphone. Above her thigh is a novel book that she borrowed from Lowi - her classmate - yesterday and tonight she has read to the end of the 470-page book. "When you please stay in dreams ~" Lovina said, singing the lyrics of the song she was hearing. Euphoria - Jungkook BTS.

I said, sweetly. “Hello,” he said in a voice just above a whisper. “You wore me out,” I whined, “and I’m a little sore.” “I have some pain reliever for you,” he offered. “I’m tired of being so loopy,” I complained. “It’s just a strong dose of Ibuprophen,” he assured me. “I dreamt that you took me away to a warm, tropical place,” I said, sheepishly, as I sat up and took the pills he offered. “We made love on the sand.”