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My cold response made him flinch, but he quickly masked it, replacing his expression with a soft, affectionate gaze. "I just saw your ceremony. Congratulations. You looked absolutely radiant." "If that's all, there's no need for pleasantries. I have things to do. I'll be going now." "Wait!" He reached out to stop me from getting back into the carriage, then pressed his hands together in a desperate gesture. "Talia, please… Can we start over? "I got rid of Lilith. She was nothing compared to you. "I finally realize how horribly wrong I was. Please, just give me one more chance. Let's be mates again. Can we?"

Valerie is missing, and my son is always looking for his mother. A thick cloud enveloped the moon, which was wanting to peek at the earth. And my heart is obscured with the unending pain of disappointment in myself. I used to think that if I became Eldifonso Suarez, I would not be hurt by anyone and that I would be the most powerful person on the surface of the Earth. But no, being incredibly rich is not the end of everything. Because even if you are rich, poor, have a position, or don't, when it hurts, you will be hurt.

“But I'm telling the truth!” “I don't care which lies are true. I can't even describe my hatred for you anymore. But remember this, those of you who have played with someone's life will get the reward directly from me. That selfishness of yours also makes me feel disgusted. I hope you understand and never show your face in front of me again.”

She decided to speak in Italian again to the picture “perché deve essere così difficile Romero? (why does this have to be so hard Romero)?” Jonathan and Nolan understood what she was saying so the listened intently. “cosa mi diresti di fare?(what would you tell me to do)…Non voglio ferire Jonathan (I don’t want to hurt Jonathan)…rifiutandolo (by rejecting him)…ma non voglio nemmeno rischiare il mio cuore (but I also don’t want to risk my heart)…è troppo puro per il mio io distrutto (he is too pure for my broken self)…e se fosse morto a (and if he died too).. Non credo che sopravviverei (I don’t think I would survive)…ma questo sta ferendo me e il mio lupo (but this is hurting my wolf and me)

// A/N Azreal is always so calm I guess we found his achilles heel, We certainly know what Dante's is. Happy Reading <3 Warning! The weather is crazy in the desert right now and we have lost WIFI twice already, I hope it does not happen again but if I dont update in time tomorrow that is why

Carolina said crying. "I don't need your explanations! I'm a living monster and you'll pay for every damage you did. " "Brigor, let me explain. Please, calm down..." I said as I bent my knees while crying in front of him, but all he did was to stare at me. "Brigor... I love you, I really do! And please listen to me first, don't let your emotions eat you." "Leave." "Brigor, please..." "Leave me alone and don't come back! I don't want to see you anymore. This will be the last time that our path will cross!"

It's a pity that I can't see you at this time. You must be surprised, right, by this letter. I want to apologize for my bad behavior during this time. Didn't I look cowardly just now? Apologize with just a letter. I want to see you in person but I can't. It feels like the word sorry is not enough, I have hurt you too much Amayra.

"I'm just asking." "You're not just asking, Eli, that's not a question, that's an accusation dressed up as one. Do you have any idea what the last month has looked like for me? I've talked to strangers about the worst night of my life. I've asked people to relive something I can't even fully remember myself, over and over, because I need to know just as badly as you do." My voice cracked, and I hated that it did, hated giving him the satisfaction of watching me come apart over something this unfair. "Where is this even coming from? Four days ago you told me you believed I was trying just as hard as you were."

And maybe slap me just the way they do in movies, what if she won't talk to me again and avoid me cause of that? *Sighed.* "Si no es dolorosa, no es provechosa"(if it's not painful, it ain't gainful). I think I really do need to sleep now.

Only I know myself. I myself. When was the last time I smiled with happiness? I don’t remember. Life is so hard, it’s scary to live. Why is there so much sadness? I don’t want to be sad, but what am I going to do? I have no reason to be happy. Life has made me this way. But, not just life, people too. One person in particular, someone who got carried away by what others told him, so he ended up hurting me. Someone who only loved him sincerely, someone who felt nothing, only love, illusion. He didn’t mind insulting me, humiliating me. Now what I feel for him is: pity. But, what is done is done, there is nothing to do, I lost all hope regarding the love that, Antonio, is not going to come and