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" He answered while trying to hide his tears, but he failed. Then he kissed her eyes, maybe to stop her tears, then her forehead. And the last is his lips. Only the four corners of their small apartment were there to witness their exchange of vows. But it is a magical moment and a promise they will both keep in their hearts. 🎶 Ang aking pangako Na ang pag-ibig ko'y laging sa'yo Kahit maputi na ang buhok ko 🎶 NOTES: (1) Mahal - Literally means "expensive", or in Tagalog means "LOVE". It was also used sometimes as an endearment to someone you love.

He wipes the stray tears with his thumbs. “River, I want you more than anything in this world. But I’m not going to make love to you for your first time against the bedroom wall. Your first time should be as special as you. A night you won’t ever forget. Our first time making love is going to be so romantic.” He says with a small smile. “Don’t ever worry that pretty, big brain of yours, thinking I don’t want you. Because I definitely do.” He says while kissing me. I sigh into him and I feel instantly relieved. I can’t believe I actually had a meltdown. “Okay” I blow out on a breath, “do you want to forget this whole meltdown of mine happened, and go have the BEST date ever or what?” I say wi

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"You call this stalking redemption? I don't need your guilt-driven babysitting. You owed me loyalty. You owed me faith. Not this... this obsessive shadowing!" His chin dropped to his chest. "...I'm sorry." Bella inhaled sharply, forcing the lump in her throat down. "Stop trespassing in my life. Just... disappear." She spun on her heel before he could see her eyes glisten. Damian remained rooted, arms limp at his sides. Tears blurred his vision as his nails bit into his palms. "Then tell me," he whispered to the empty space she'd occupied, "how do I stop loving you?"

🌹Damien🌹 I remember the first time I realized that love was a rare commodity in our home. I was barely six years old, sitting at the long mahogany table in our grand dining room, the clatter of fine china echoing in a silence that spoke louder than any conversation. My father, Bryan Reynolds, sat at the head of the table—always impeccably dressed, his face set in a mask of stern authority—and my mother, whose laughter I once hoped would fill our home, was absent that day. I later learned that her presence was like a gentle warmth, something that made even the coldest mornings bearable. But in those early years, all I felt was the chill of my father’s disapproval, the heavy expectation that

she kept repeating more to her self than me, and I wanted to ask her who she's talking about but only said "it's just a dream Keerah, nothing you saw was real, I'm here with you and that's what's real" I whispered a couple of times into her hair which was a mess but still looked good. Keera later stopped crying after listening to my words of comfort she then pulls away slowly to look into my eyes before offering me a smile and that smile was all I needed to see I just couldn't hold back anymore I know I don't believe I could still fall in love after what happened with Jade but fuck love I just can't resist kissing those lips anymore and this time around I don't intend to apologize to her aft

Jack loved me and I loved him back. In a judgmental world where love was always being defined and standardized by their own beliefs, constantly beset by unending trials, rejections, hatred, and pain, restricted by too many systems only made up to make love even harder than it should… I could say that Jack and I’s love had won. Because it was and had always been real and pure.

"My predictions can be wrong, but that is what I saw. One thing is sure. If your heart doesn't beat and keep beating, then you won't be saved and I believe despite my predictions that your fate is in your hands." "I told you, I don't want to be saved." He said. "Alright then. How about this? If you make your heart beat, I will give it back to you." Rayven sat up, now listening carefully. He had a chance to finally be free? "How do I make it beat?" He asked. A smile curved her lips. "Oh, my dear. You don't seem to understand. Love, fear, passion make our heart beat. Hatred, envy, greed and selfishness darken our hearts."