Romans & histoires Most Beautiful Moment In Life Part 2

Just standing there with tears streaming down his face, looking at me like I’d hung the moon and the stars and everything beautiful in the universe. I walked slowly. Taking in every detail. The flowers. The sunset. The faces of people I loved. This moment. This perfect, beautiful moment. When I reached him, he took my hands. His were shaking. “Hi,” I whispered. “Hi.” His voice was rough with emotion. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” “You’re not so bad yourself.” The officiant—a kind man who’d flown in from New York—smiled at us. “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today…”

“I heard it last Tuesday when you thought I was in the shower.” She turned to look at him. He had the expression of a man who was extremely careful not to smile. “It was beautiful,” he said. “It was terrible,” she said. “It was the most beautiful terrible thing I’ve heard in my life,” he said. She pressed her face into his shoulder and he laughed and she laughed and they stayed like that until the evening turned properly dark outside and the city came to life with its lights and it was three days before the best day of both their lives.

"You keep missing the view." "I'm looking at it." I rolled my eyes. He smiled. The sunset painted golden light across his face. And suddenly, I found myself understanding exactly why the flight attendant on the plane had nearly forgotten how to do her job. The man was unfairly attractive. Dangerously so. I reached up and touched his jaw lightly. His gaze immediately softened. Just for me. Always just for me. A strange warmth settled in my chest. The kind that seemed to happen more often lately. The kind that came whenever I looked at him and remembered that this was real. That he was real. That somehow, impossibly, this was my life now. The sun dipped lower. The crowd around us grew quieter,

I treasured the moment, and I will continue doing so FOREVER, but again it all seemed too good to be true, it suddenly hit me what I was here for in the first place, to disband this beautiful set of people, but I couldn't let that possibly ruin the moment. I pushed the thought away and melted into the most beautiful moment of my life, being surrounded into a hug by the absolute best 7 people on this world, by being embraced by the love of my life, now that I say that it sounds cheesy, I grin to myself, but so it is. ___________________________________ The same day, later that evening, I happily hopped back to my room, humming to myself to grab my phone. "Just in time" I said to myself as I s

Or the worst possibility is that l might die, which I strongly hoped it didn’t happen. She saw me jumping down to her, and I again witnessed a moment that rendered me to fall speechless—it was the moment where her supposedly dull face gleamed brightly the moment the thunder roared. Her pale face looks porcelain—free from any unwanted organisms. Apart from the severe eyebag that she tried to hide with some makeup—which, got washed away by th heavy droplets—the features of her face is perfect. As if, she’s someone non-existent. “Heather…” A word inadvertently escaped my still lips, unknowingly admired her beauty the time where she looked the most alive—in the moment where she almost ended her

I held her to my front, feeling her chest heaving as she caught her breath. I gazed up at the butterflies fluttering above us, tucking her head under my chin. In this exact moment, everything felt perfect, as if the world had stopped spinning just for me. The chaos of war and the betrayal lurking within the castle walls faded away as I focused on the present. I wanted to savor this moment, to imprint it in my memory forever. The feel of the delicate flowers beneath me, their sweet scent dancing on the wind. The beautiful glow of colors above me, and the feel of my mate’s soft skin on mine. The best mental connection and sex I had ever had, with the woman who was meant for my soul. Every mome

finally he said! Just as I opened my eyes the view infront of me left me stunned.its the sunset but what's making It more beautiful is we are at the top of the hill and the orange sunrays kissing my skin is so overwhelming,I love these few moments so much .a big fat smile adorned my face automatically then I realise , max is with me too ,I turn toward him seeing him with phone in hand might be capturing the beautiful moment .I would have too If I have had my phone but nevermind its not the time to get sad ,this Is so surreal I want to enjoy the moment to the fullest . "Thank you for taking me here, it's beautiful" I said looking at him to which he replied still seeing in his phone "yup its b

Each moment felt like a precious gem, etching its beauty deep within our hearts. In those treasured moments, time stood still, as if the universe conspired to grant us a glimpse of paradise. Every glance, every touch, and every shared breath spoke volumes of our connection. The world faded into insignificance, leaving only the magic of our love enveloping us in its embrace. You awakened within me a version of myself I had longed to discover. In your presence, my spirit soared, embracing life's sweetest joys. Your smile, radiant as the morning sun, was a testament to the happiness we found together.

it was feeling more beautiful now because now she knew it wasn't a dream anymore which would fade as soon as she would wake up. It was that moment where they both were going to live the most….a kind of moment which was capable of giving them anything by ruining their everything……

One moment of love at a time. Until it became this. This beautiful, chaotic, imperfect life. Theirs. Completely, utterly theirs. And neither of them would change a single thing. Not the struggles. Not the pain. Not the fear. Because all of it had led here. To this moment. This peace. This love. Perfect in all its imperfect glory. Exactly as it was meant to be. Forever. Their forever. Always.