Novel & Cerita Loving Beyond Measure

Loads of love, Blessing.

Enough love to cover them like the stars above and last a lifetime. THE END

His voiced turned lower at the end of his sentence then, he looked away. "Is this some sort of punishment you do for yourself just because of what you did last month?" I asked him and squinted my eyes. "I-I." Before he could make some excuse I cut him off, "I have forgiven you. It was nothing okay, as long as you regretted what you did then I'm fine. I love you, not because of what you did to me but because of who you are. I married you even if I know people might change. I married you whether you are a good person or a bad person because I love you. I care for you, seeing you like this, always tiring yourself out at work makes me feel worthless. I am your wife, I'm supposed to help you." I

Many people say that falling in love is not wrong. All beings have the right to feel love. It's not wrong to fight for love, until the end. It's not something wrong if love can or can't be reciprocated. However, why should Reo get social punishment? He just fell in love, and tried to fight for his love. Although the idol of the heart is called unusual if it is Reo who loves him.

I looked at him, with my face all flushed. Everyone exchanged looks except for Kenma who just looked down at his food and smirked blankly. "I love her. I can't say how much because words can't measure. I can't show how much, because it'll never be enough. Our love is beyond the tales of those renowned lovers of the past. My love for her is infinitely infinite." I just stared while he expressed his feelings, and I was just wondering, what did I ever do to deserve this? To deserve him ____________________________________

"You know what Rita? Before now, I've been feeling a little bit guilty about my feelings for Stanley because he is married to you. I've been concerned about how you'll feel when he breaks up with you but now I've come to realize that Stanley was right all along. You don't worth my worry and neither do you deserve any of my pity." "You're nothing but a cruel, bittered and heartless individual. Your fight is to continue to stay with Stanley not because you love him but because of the fortune you're getting out of him." "I confidently stand before you and tell you that I'm in love with Stanley. I'm deeply and madly in love with him and I'll do anything for his happiness even though it involves

She had worn a red saree that day too, and it had left him speechless. "I remember. You were stunning." "I wanted to recreate that day. Because today, we are starting over. We’ve left the sins and the mistakes in the past." Ariyan walked over and took her hands. "Why did you ever come into my life, Raisa? I didn't deserve you." "Worthiness isn't how love is measured, Ariyan. Love is measured by how much of yourself you are willing to give. You gave up everything for me. You stood against your father. You changed your entire soul. What greater love is there?"

If you’re reading this… You finally learned what took us decades to understand. Love isn’t measured by how tightly you hold someone. It’s measured by how freely you choose each other… Every single day. ⸻ Elaine paused. A tear slipped onto the page. Adrian quietly reached over and wiped it away before the ink could blur. She smiled weakly. Then continued. ⸻ There is one final gift waiting for you. It isn’t money. It isn’t power. It isn’t immortality. It’s something far more valuable. A chance to live an ordinary life.

It was almost breaking, and I could hear it—the vulnerability buried under his anger. “I promise you won’t, baby.” I pressed my hand to my chest, feeling my heart beat wildly, like it might burst. Like it was the only thing holding me together right now. There was a pause, and then—“Good. I love you, baby.” His voice softened further, warm and gentle, seeping into the cold corners of my soul. I wanted to hold onto those words, cling to them like a lifeline. “I just want you to be the best version of yourself, always,” he added quietly.

Even when it must remain plutonic. “You did so well yesterday, I want to acknowledge the amount of pain you’ve endured. You’re a beautiful Warrior, any man would be lucky to have you as their partner, don’t ever cut yourself down again for anyone.” Every word I spoke was the truth, I watched as she blinked away tears. Like she’d never had someone truly appreciate her. No one had ever loved or appreciated her resilience. “Thank you Henry” she spoke softly “thank you for giving me a safe space to fall apart” her voice quivering “that’s not something I’m used to.” She said with a sadness and gratitude.