Make You Love Me La Shaw Novels & Stories

Lucky. Love you all💋💋💋

Thank you. #one_love

"To you who have always given me love, to you who have always infused me with tenderness, your arms have been my refuge and your hands they have been able to guide my way... To you who have always known how to love me and who next to Grandma they have been able to educate me infinite thanks I give them and although grown up nothing changed... ♫♫♫ Just stay, make me want again, look at me, make me believe again that the life even though it weighs will always have a way out to dream and love the three of us until eternity... … … ♫♫♫ " I came out of my hiding place stunned, I simply could not stay there without being able to see her up close and contemplate her with complete clarity. So it was

"How on earth did we end up like this? We were meant to fall in love and live happily ever after. You were meant to be the one." My tears started falling freely as the walls finally broke down from around my heart. For the next few minutes, I sat there in silence, holding his hand in mine, letting all my emotion out as I cried uncontrollably into his palm. "I love you baby," I choked out in a whisper. "And everyone's telling me that you love me back, but I'd really love to hear it from you. Please come back, you have so much life left to live." I leaned over to place a light kiss to his cheek, a tear falling onto his perfect face as I did so.

I let out a frown. Was that his friend? Boyfriend?! Just then, another message caught my eyes. It was from Thida. A girl? His girlfriend? I clicked it and the next moment had my heart thudding. A sex video from Thida. But that was not the cause of my thudding heart. It was Chai’s message beneath it, stating: You look sexy. Can't wait to see you tomorrow. And a smiling emoji. A fucking smiling emoji! I turned to look at his sleeping face while my hand gripped his phone hard.

With all my love, MIAP LONG xx

“Seven who care about you dearly. Maybe we need to change the paper from being about you to about us.” “What do you mean?” “Well, maybe you should interview all seven of us, so everyone knows why we love you so much.” “Love?” She asked, and then I stopped to stroke her face. “Yes, love,” I smiled as her brown eyes lit up, and I heard the words that came out of her mouth, and everything about us seemed right. “I love you too, Pete Bannister. You’re right, I do love all of you, for different reasons.” “Oops, it looks like your bag just dropped to the floor,” I smiled as it dropped, and I planned for her to be skipping class.

After making sure she was asleep, he took out a little box from under his pillow. There was a ring inside. Its design was simple yet elegant. The details, in particular, whispered Damian's devotion. He took a deep breath and gently slipped the ring through Bella's ring finger. He watched it glimmer against her skin, his gaze growing soft. He kissed her fingertip lightly, as if worried she might wake up. "I love you, Bella Valdez," he whispered. Bella's exhale deepened momentarily before evening out again. Her face remained serene—no flicker of eyelids, no change in expression.

At the back of the room, there was a space where I knew a copy of Clarissa's third mock exam scores and college entrance exam results would soon be posted. I opened my mother's latest diary entry. [Clarissa, I hope you understand the love I've given you. Even though you've become distant these past few years and no longer call me "Aunt Fiona", it's okay. After your college exams, you'll come back to me. It's been eighteen years, and I've waited for you for so long. When we're reunited, you'll see through the Gardners' hypocrisy. You'll understand what I've sacrificed for you.]