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Not even our family. Well i committed suicide. It wasn't an accident sweetheart. I know this will be shocking for you but these is the truth. I hope you understand. I hope one day you will forgive me for these. I know that you won't understand my decision right now but you will one day. Maybe when you will grow up and fall in love. When you will fall in love you will understand me. When the person becomes everything for you and you can't stop loving him even if he doesn't love you. Just remember one thing never let your love turn into an obsession. Love and obsession are different.

“If you're absolutely right, I'm a committed man, I shouldn't be doing this, don't worry about money, you don't owe me anything, feel at home” Andy runs out of there, he felt ashamed, he was violating all his values, he was against anything that disrespected a relationship, a marriage, or any belief, he was very correct. But Camille aroused all kinds of bad thoughts in him, and when he became obsessed with something, there was nothing to get it out of his head, and that was what he was feeling for Camille, an obsession.

I gawked at her, “What is it to you, Rose? You don't even like him; this is just some crazy obsession that you have.” Veins bulged on her forehead and neck, pulsing with rage. Her gaze was venomous, “You know the worst thing about having an obsession? If I don't have him, nobody can.” I stood up to her, "That obsession - would kill you."

“I know you two have history. And I don’t know what the hell happened before she moved here, but it’s all over your face, man. You're obsessed. You watch her like she’s air and you’ve been suffocating.” “That’s none of your business,” Dino said, his voice lower now, dangerous. Matteo didn’t back down. “It is when I have to sit through a dinner watching my brother stare at a girl like she’s already his, while she looks like she’s on the verge of falling apart.” Dino’s mug hit the counter a little harder than intended. “I’m not hurting her,” he snapped. “No,” Matteo said quietly, “you’re just breaking her slowly.”

Since every couple has a unique aroma that can only be detected by their partner, I was curious how she smelled. We were finally allowed to open our eyes after what seemed like a lifetime. I didn't waste a second and immediately opened them. For a split second, the startling brightness pained my eyes and I squinted until they adjusted. Then, I caught a whiff of flowers and chocolate and understood what it meant. In my mind, Luise cried, "Mate!" as I hurriedly looked around for the source of the irresistible aroma that nearly brought me to my knees. "Find mate, Juan, you moron, I want mate," Luise screeched in my head.

You’ve got me restless, got me insane, But I’d live it all over, I won’t complain. ’Cause you— you—are beautiful. Baby—you set my sky on fire! You leave me obsessed. One smile and I’m lost in desire. The way your laugh falls, the way your curls bounce, You take my breath in the simplest ways. Baby—you light my world, you leave me obsessed. I’m caught in your spell, yeah, I’m hopelessly obsessed. If only you could see what I see in your eyes,

I imagine the marks I'll leave on her skin, the bruises I'll inflict as I use her for my own twisted pleasure. It's wrong. I know it's wrong. But I can't stop. I won't stop. Not until I have her. Not until I've made her mine. The thought of claiming her, of ruining her for anyone else, sends a dark thrill through me. She'll be mine. Only mine. Forever. I'm losing myself to this obsession. I'm spiraling out of control, and I don't care. Let me fall. Let me drown. As long as I have Marianna in the end, nothing else matters.

" I asked again. "What do they say? " he brought his face a bit closer to mine and gave me a pretty smile and asked. I was wondering if I should ask him something like this or not. " Do you wish it not to be a girl ? " I asked awkwardly. I didn't know if it was appropriate to ask him something like that but I did anyway. I wasn't thinking much while asking. He laughed a bit and looked up at the sky again. "Who knows! I just never found anyone for whom I could be obsessed," he replied.

Mom asks in a soft voice. "Mom, I don't like anyone, I'm exhausted from having to explain myself, do you know how tiring it is for me every day to have to explain myself and hear all the time that I have to remarry a man I don't love?" I ask, sitting down on Oliver's bed.

She raised my chin up when she saw I was about to coward in her presence “ And where is the fun in that, huh? Why do you think I was eager to kidnap your kids___?” I gazed into Deborah's eyes, staring deep in the depth of the demon she had become all because of her obsession for Michael. I never knew obsession was real but with Deborah, I could finally understand why it is treated as a mental disease. I shake my head, to rid myself of those thoughts as I raise my lips about to answer her questions when she stopped me from providing the answers herself