Romans & histoires Murphy's Law Of Love

Luliyah didn't know why Kelvin called her. "I miss you..." Kelvin suddenly muttered. His inner voice was a little hoarse from the phone. The voice hypnotized Luliyah. Luliyah gasped as she stretched on the bed. Did she hear it correctly? Did Kelvin just say that he miss her? Why did Kelvin miss her suddenly? They were not lovers. They were just two people who didn't know know each other, bound by marriage because of their respective needs. They were not a couple who loved each other.

Murphy slapped Amelia across the shoulder with her pretty rough hand which has become all tough and cold due to heavy work all these years. " Faiz is right. But even if it's hard and painful, put your all into it, this is something you have already decided. It's okay to give someone a second chance, but constant offenders dont deserve even a single chance as they have lost all chances you have thrown towards them. You have already gone through a lot, and have come a long way. Now it's your chance to live the way you want ", Murphy moved her hands towards her, gently holding Amelia's face and putting it on her shoulder. She hasn't done through the family dispute, but she knows how hard it is

Just when he was about to suffer from internal injuries from holding back, the little girl spoke up again. “Daddy, Mommy will treat you well if you treat her well. My teacher said that love is mutual. If you treat others well, others will also treat you well then.” It was a seemingly innocent sentence but it hit Ryan’s sore spot. Love was mutual. How could Ryan not understand this truth? However, he could not give his love to such a marriage that started with endless resentment and anger. The only thing that he could do was use all his means to torture her, to see her in pain, see her in a mess so that he could be happy.

My chest still ached, but with each erased image, I felt a little lighter. My love for him had failed—just like my mum always said. “Finding someone you love who loves you back is the biggest miracle of all,” she used to tell me. She wasn’t wrong. Love could fade, grow silent, or twist into something ugly, but it was only bearable when both people truly felt it. Before she left, my mum had said something that stuck with me: “Reach out if something’s wrong. If not, we’ll go our separate ways.”

"Don't be in a hurry. Listen to me first... The cure for ordinary Love Curse is ... having sex. It's quite easy for a couple, but if they are not a couple, one can control the other with it. "For example, one can use Love Curse to force the person who doesn't love him to fall for him." Molly's eyes darkened. In her opinion, only mutual love was perfect. It was shameless to use such underhanded means. Someone poisoned Sean with Love Curse. Who did that? Was it someone who adored him? Molly's expression was very ugly.

"You know nothing about my marriage, Martin. Don't pretend to understand." "Maybe I don't know the details," Martin said calmly. "But I know one thing. True love is not built on force and fear. There's an old saying: 'If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it's yours. If it doesn't, it never was.'" Martin paused for a moment before continuing.

Guy, u Dey fear heartbreak" Finn teased "Fear?, I just don't see the point, the only lady I've ever loved and still love and will still continue loving is my mum, she is my only woman and the perfect one, but since her demise from the earth, have never loved and my heart will never long for anybody else, my mother changed me, she was just the perfect woman I've ever known , even my dad can never, ever fall in love with another lady or woman again I trust that nigga, not going to disgrace me by bringing one fool home in replacement of my mum, cause he knows no woman can ever be my mum, a woman full of achievements, humble, naturally endowed, best wife material, intellectually sound, ambitio

❤️ LOVE AND PAIN Season 2 — Chapter 80: Promises and Lies Nobody spoke. The hallway seemed to shrink around them. Noah stood frozen in the doorway, staring directly at Seraphine. Not with anger. Not exactly. Something worse. Betrayal. The kind that survives for years. The kind that never fully heals. "You said it was over." Seraphine remained motionless. For once— the woman who always seemed to have an answer had none.

“Okay, then explain it to me again, because from what I remember you telling me about it, it’s just about how like love is like a sticky note.” “Close,” I begin explaining, “he said that love can be written on crumpled stationery, written on sticky notes wedged between the pages of a book or stuck on a fridge door, or baked into the edges of a chiffon cake. The point is that love takes different forms but the common thing about is that people like talking about it. Kind of like how we always end up interacting with it in some way, and we are all obsessed with it on some sort of level.”

Never step out of the house. 3. Never fall in love. 4. No friends. These rules have become music to my ears to the extent that I dream about breaking them, and I did, unknowingly. Love is unavoidable, just like death is inevitable. Anything can be planned but not love. We just have to accept the truth and live to satisfy not only ourselves but for those we cherish as well, whether it's wrong or right as long as we can pay the price? And what if you can't pay the price? the Mafia world doesn't acknowledge shit!